Taehyung sighs, he turns his head to look at the alpha sleeping peacefully on the bed.

A part of Taehyung is glad that the alpha is having a peaceful sleep, It’s extremely necessary to be well rested for the injuries to heal properly and Jeongguk’s healing powers to work. If Taehyung was aware that Jeongguk was a Royal blood, he wouldn't have used such highly effective medicines in the first place.

Self healing properties don’t exist in every werewolf. Only the Royal blooded werewolves of every kingdom carried the power to heal their wounds on their own. For minor injuries, the self healing properties are enough.

Even major injuries such as what Jeongguk is facing right now aren't that big of a deal if he has gotten medical care on time. Jeongguk’s body is capable of getting half the work done by itself. In fact, self healing is going to be much faster than Taehyung’s medications.

Taehyung huffed in annoyance as he layed back down. Had he known that the alpha would be accusing him of such grave crimes, he wouldn't have worried himself so much in making sure Jeongguk is healed properly and won't have any permanent issues.

“Are you breathing for dozens of elephants, Omega? Why are you so loud!“

Taehyung’s eyes widened, “I— I apologise my Lord, I assumed you were asleep.”

“I was,” Jeongguk huffed in annoyance, “Before your breathing woke me up. Keep it down, stop breathing if necessary.”

“I would, My Lord. I apologise.” Taehyung stuttered out even though rage was building up inside him.

What a turn of events, Taehyung couldn't help but wonder to himself.

Who would have thought that he'll find himself entangled with the crowned prince. Taehyung had never thought that keeping himself out of sight in his quest of becoming a better healer and learning more about the medical world would end up like this.

He likes to stay out of the limelight, The omega prefers to keep himself out of people's eyes. From a very young age he has come to realise that nothing good comes out of being the topic of discussion so really, he would rather prefer to fade away into the shadows than have a single person recognize who he is and what he is.

And Taehyung honestly thought he was doing a great job at keeping it lowkey.

Well, until now.

Now he was in the eyes of the crowned prince. Heck, he is the healer of the crowned prince. And the reason? Well his animal friend — who by the way shouldn't be present here at all — chewed on the Royal prince like he's her little plaything.

Couldn't be a greater way then coming in the limelight. Now all he could do was pray to the goddesses above that his Lord would spare his life and no investigation would be done upon him.

“So much for keeping it lowkey.” Taehyung sighed.

Jeongguk sat up with a growl, the omega flinched at the sudden moments. He sat up too, both anxious and annoyed at what his Lord must want now.

“Is everything alright, My Lord?” Taehyung asked hesitantly, chewing on his bottom lips.

Jeongguk turns to glare at him. He looks like he's about to shout at Taehyung but the crowned prince takes a deep breath and plasters the most fake smile Taehyung has ever seen.

“Tell me, Taehyung, are you always this noisy or is it some special occasion?“

Taehyung frowns, unable to decipher his words. Jeongguk rolls his eyes, “You know what? Just sleep in your room. I would rather risk my life than have you breathing down my neck.”

“I am sorry, my Lord. It won't happen again.”

“Yeah because you wouldn't be here, leave or have you started to prefer the floor over your bed?“

Taehyung shakes his head, getting up and folding the mattress to take it with himself. “I apologise for disturbing your sleep, my Lord.”

Jeongguk just sighs exasperatedly, laying back in his bed. “Don’t try to burn down the home now.”

“I won’t! I promise.” Taehyung suppressed an eye roll, fearing that the alpha possessed eyes at the back of his head as well. With Jeongguk, Taehyung wouldn't put it past him.

“Good, Close the door while leaving.”

“Yes, my Lord.” Taehyung just wants to punch him.

Even though all that he can do is follow the orders and silently go back to his bed.

Taehyung groans as he lays back in his head. The omega watches the ceiling as he continues cursing the alpha in his head. Who would have thought that the crowned prince would be such an asshole.

“I should have let him bleed out there.” He huffs to himself. Though Taehyung quickly drops that idea when the image of Jeongguk covered in his own puddle of blood comes in front of his eyes.

The situation was so painful, Taehyung would never wish such a thing upon his worst enemies even though Nymphie had luckily not gone close to his vital nerves.

When Taehyung had brought the alpha into his little home, he hadn’t thought the alpha would possess such an attitude and arrogance when he woke up.

Taehyung can’t bring himself to believe that he had found such an alpha attractive at the start. The omega rubs his eyes, he’s so stupid. How could he find such an asshole attractive? He must be high on something.

“He was much better when he was knocked unconscious.” Taehyung huffs to himself and with those thoughts in his mind, the omega falls asleep.

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Taehyung generally has a habit of waking up late. That’s how he prefers it. He’s the type who works on his potions till late night and then sleeps in the morning. It’s comfortable and it fits his daily routine.

The omega lives and works alone so he sees no reason why he should work according to the standards of the world. He’s doing perfectly alright working this way.

However, today the omega wakes up rather early. It's probably around four or five when he wakes up considering that the sun has not risen yet.

The first thing that Taehyung does after waking up is let the tigers out in the wild and then go make himself a cup of tea and poha after brushing his teeths and taking a bath.

By the time the omega is done, the sun is already shining brightly in the sky. Generally, Taehyung likes to have his breakfast in his living room. Today, however, he decided to sit on the porch and let himself enjoy the sweet singing of the birdies and let himself get consumed in the aroma of the freshly watered soil.

It was great that the rain wasn't that heavy and hadn't turned into a full fledged storm. Taehyung wasn't able to store much because he had ended up spending his whole evening treating a certain alpha. All the signs of bad weather had already disappeared and Taehyung couldn't be anymore grateful.

“You guys were bored being coped up in there, I see.” Taehyung comments with a chuckle as he watches the cubs play around with excited growls and yaps. Even Nymphaea, who generally likes to lay low in the morning, is jumping around with the cubs, pretending to be scared when they seek her.

Taehyung takes a sip of his tea, sighing softly. “I’m glad it has stopped raining. Honestly thought it would end up in a storm.”

“Do you see ghosts or what?” Jeongguk’s deep voice startles the omega, so much that he almost spills the tea over himself.

“My Lord.” Taehyung hastily makes a move to stand up out of respect but Jeongguk waves him off.

“Don’t bother, go and pretend to respect your ghost or whatever evil spirits you pray to.” Jeongguk mumbles, coming to sit beside the omega as he rubs his eyes and suppresses a yawn.

“I.. I don't understand, my Lord,” Taehyung resists the urge to scratch his head in confusion.

Jeongguk just squints his eyes at him before shaking his head. Taehyung would have found him adorable had he not been such an asshole.

“You better pray your medicines are actually helpful. My whole body has been itching and sore from last night. I've barely been able to sleep. What witchcraft have you used? They better be working or I'll have your head, omega.”

Taehyung winced, “Yeah I forgot to warn my Lord about that, my apologies. The paste makes your Lord’s wounds itchy at times. It means they’re working. I hope my Lord didn't scratch himself.”

“Should I thank you for the early warning?” Jeongguk said sarcastically. “Also no, I didn't scratch it though I might have put one or two holes in your walls, make sure to get that fixed I suppose.”

If Jeongguk wasn't so sleep deprived and grumpy about the itch, he would have laughed at the horrified expression of Taehyung. It was amusing to watch the omega and the millions of expressions he made on a daily basis.

Jeongguk refrained himself from telling the truth just for a few more seconds, enjoying the horrified expression of the omega. It was so adorable that Jeongguk almost didn't feel guilty for lying so casually.

“Don't make that face, you look like a duck. I haven't put an actual hole through the wall.”

Taehyung sighs in relief, clutching at his heart. “Oh thank god, you scared me, My Lord.”

Jeongguk raised a brow, pointing at his injured shoulder. “Do you really think I would risk my injury for a momentary sign of frustration?”

“Well…” Taehyung rubs his nape in embarrassment.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, letting the matter go since it was too fucking early argue at the moment.

“I’m assuming you haven't forgotten that there was a guest in your home. Is that another dish from your nation?” Jeongguk points his finger vaguely at the plate of poha and tea.

“Huh— Oh yes, my Lord!! I’ll bring it to his Lord right this instance.”

“Is it good?” Taehyung questions once he brings a plate of poha for the prince. The omega apologises for not making enough tea for both of them. He had offered to make a cup but Jeongguk had refused.

From the colour of the chai (tea) itself he could tell that Taehyung couldn't brew a tea for the life of him. Jeongguk would rather drink poison this early in the morning than that.

Jeongguk nods, taking another bite. He's glad his body has seemed to reduce to a great amount and he's also able to eat on his own now. Jeongguk feels no pain in his palms though there's a slight ache in his shoulder, nothing that he can't tolerate at least.

Taehyung watches how the alpha looks at his plate angrily. His angry expression almost made Taehyung smile. At first he had thought that the alpha was lying when he praised Taehyung last night due to his angry expression but when the alpha had asked for another plate, Taehyung wasn't so worried.

Perhaps, this is how the alpha expresses whether he likes his food or not.

It’s kind of cute.

“As annoying as you are, you’re actually a pretty good cook. I like this pohe?”

Nevermind, Taehyung takes it back. The alpha is no longer cute.

“Thank you, my Lord.” Taehyung mumbles with almost no enthusiasm.

“I have a question though, Why is most of your food yellow in colour? And what is it made of?” Jeongguk frowns at his plate with a mouthful of poha.

“My Lord, most of our food is not yellow in colour. Pardon me but his Lord has only eaten a couple of our dishes. Our diversity in food is vast and extremely colourful. Also, Poha or pohe is basically flattened rice which is highly nutritious and generally eaten as a breakfast. Originally it’s white in colour but since we put turmeric while cooking, it gives it a yellowish colour.”

Jeongguk hums under his breath, “That makes sense I suppose. Also, I noticed you weren't eating this with your hands but with spoons,” He pointed at Taehyung's empty plate with his eyes.

Taehyung shrugs, “Because we don't eat everything with our hands. Some things are more preferred to be eaten by hand and some not. It’s just basically not a taboo to touch the food we're eating, that’s all.”

“How do you decide what to eat and what not to eat with your hands?” Jeongguk pokes further, actually quite intrigued with the difference in culture.

Taehyung thinks for a moment before he raised his shoulder in a nonchalant shrug, “It’s like asking why a certain syllable is pronounced the way it is, you just know what to eat with a spoon and what not to eat with a spoon just like how you know what is the correct pronunciation”

Jeongguk hums, “I like your analogy. Perhaps, you’re not all that annoying.”

“I… I'll assume it’s a compliment, my Lord.”

“Well it is.”

“Thank you, my Lord“ Taehyung mumbles, smiling when a cub toppled over while trying to climb on her mother.

“Thank you for the meal,” Jeongguk mumbles gratefully. “I should get going now. My guards would get worried sick otherwise.”

“Oh, My Lord, I wouldn't recommend that considering your wounds are still very fresh and need more time to hea—“

“I can heal at the comfort of my own place and with my personal set of healers.“

“I.. I suppose you’re right my Lord but.. If it’s not too much trouble, can I at least change your dressing and check up your wounds one last time..“

Jeongguk stares at the omega blankly, probably trying to decode his motives. Taehyung gulps, Despite having nothing to hide he can’t help but feel nervous under his gaze.

“The journey to the palace would be long, my Lord. At least let me make sure the stitches haven't opened overnight?” Taehyung tries, after the dinner and medicine Taehyung had to re-stitch some of the wounds.

Jeongguk sighed. “Alright, I suppose we can do that“

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Update is short but my heart is big 🥺❤

Okay lmao sorry that was lame 😭 skks I'm just updating before going to sleep so hence my bs.

Hope you enjoyed, thank you for reading ❤