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── .✦ 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒-

彡 Fluff, Royalty au!
彡 Prince Yeonjun X Servant Taehyun

―˚ᝰ.ᐟ A cold sleepless winter night keeps Prince Yeonjun awake, until a melodious, warm, honeyed voice catches his attention, becoming his remedy for sleep.

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It was the chilly month of December, Snow covered the ground and filled the air with a tranquil, chilly silence. The stars glistened in the night sky, and the moonlight illuminated the fluffy snowflakes falling gently to the ground. A light breeze gently blew across the landscape, stirring up the snow and gently playing with the trees. It was a magical and peaceful winter night, filled with a serene beauty, but not for a certain someone.

Prince Yeonjun stared out the window as he struggled to fall asleep. The soft murmur of the people in the castle below sounded like white noise in the distance.

The prince lay curled up in his bed, staring up at the ceiling and listening to the silence of the night. The chilly winter air crept through the windows, making him shiver, despite the layers of blankets he had wrapped himself in. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't seem to fall asleep despite the tiredness in his eyes. He let out a sigh and turned over, closing his eyes once more, hoping this time the sleep he so desperately craved would come.

Prince Yeonjun, the Crown of the Kingdom of Aralia, had a problem falling asleep. He was an insomniac. Every night, he hoped the magic named sleep would bless him, but to his displeasure, it never happened. He tried everything, Tea, Breathing techniques, Reading books, Medicines and what not. But nothing seemed to work for him. It was never a success and tonight was no different.

The prince lay in his bed, desperately trying to fall asleep. He felt frustrated by the lack of success, despite the tiredness that hung heavily in his eyes. As he listened to the silence of the night, a faint sound caught his attention.

"What's that melody?" Yeonjun questioned himself.

The loud, constant sound all around him faded away until all that remained was the sound of a person's voice. It was someone's voice, singing softly to themselves. He didn't recognize the voice, but it somehow felt familiar. He scrambled out of his bed due to curiosity and followed the sound.

"Who might that be?" Yeonjun wondered, as he approached the source of the singing. It was coming from the Room across from him, it was the room where the Prince's clothes and Laundry was kept.

Yeonjun peeked through the space between the door, and discovered that it was his servant, Kang Taehyun; singing to himself. Yeonjun was instantly charmed by the serene melody and felt his worries melt away as he listened to the soulful song.

"Did you wait alone for me
The small island where our fumbling promises and Secrets began..

I remember the song of your star and mine
In that, we were stars
That melody that shone as a dream
Please don't forget it always

This place is our start line
Our start line
That day's starlight that we saw together
Can't forget that night
Can't forget this place"

He continued to stand there, and listen to the beautiful voice of the servant, feeling peaceful and calm. The melody was so soothing and the Servant's voice was like a blanket of comfort which seemed to wrap around Yeonjun and give him a peaceful hope of Night Sleep.

His eyes started drooping, the song working like a Lullaby, lulling him into sleep. His head which seemed to be always full of thoughts, running haphazardly into circles of nothing, seemed to be a quiet grey noise now, as if the servant's voice encapsulated his thoughts away into a pandora box, letting his mind be in peace for once.

He let his eyes relax, eyelids fluttering close over his irises, letting darkness envelope his eyesight, until his foot slipped because of the drownsiness, causing a creaky sound to ensuate.

The creaking sound alerted the calmly working servant, making the brunette turn his head in fear towards the doorstep.

"Who's there?" He called out in suspicion.

The brunette's call broke the small bubble of comfort Yeonjun had found himself enraptured in, making him shiver from the sudden sharpness of the voice.

"What do I say now?" Thought the Prince, wondering if he should reveal his identity to the questioning brunette or just leave quietly.

"But if I leave, I won't be able to hear him sing anymore..." He thought, biting his lips in contemplation. The delimma of leaving or revealing his identity running through his mind.

"Kai, is that you?" Called the brunette again, making Yeonjun gulp in nervousness.

Should he just reveal himself?

"N-no. It's Prince Yeonjun." Finally after a few seconds of contemplation, Yeonjun decided to out himself, making his presence known by coming out of hiding, infront of the brunette.

The words coming from the Prince made the Servant freeze on his spot, hands clenching into fists around the piece of laundary he had in his hands.

Prince Yeonjun? Why was the Imperial heir doing here so late at night? Did he hear him sing? Did his singing probably disturb his goodnight's sleep? He was probably doomed now, severely and utterly doomed.

"Y-your highness!" Taehyun stuttered, bowing his head in respect and fear; eyes staying low, not daring to look at the royal infront of him.

Seeing the servant get afraid from his presence, Yeonjun realised that his sudden presence must be surprising, and a sign of danger for the brunette.

He wasn't a danger to him though, quiet the opposite.

A chuckle escaped the Prince's lips, as he realised how silly the younger looked, bowing at him like that with the dirty laundry still in his arms.

"Raise your head Servant. I'm not displeased." Yeonjun replied, walking closer to the cowering brunette, letting the door ajar as he entered the seemingly dimly-lit room.

Hearing the Prince's order, the brunette raised his head; finally taking a look at the Prince infront of him, immediately fascinated with the beauty he was blessed with.

The moonlight casted an ivory glow over the Prince's soft yet sharp features, his dark brown eyes dilated because of the lack of proper lightning in the room, his slightly messy bed-hair falling over his forehead in such a sophisticated manner, Taehyun wondered if such beauty was even real.

Taehyun was immediately entranced.

No words seemed to leave his lips, as the Prince almost stood inches away from him now. What was he supposed to say?

Thankfully, the Prince's voice filled the silence, speaking of the actual matter Taehyun was afraid about.

"Were you the one singing?" Asked Yeonjun, making Taehyun gulp. So the Prince did hear him sing. If he lies, he'll probably get a greater punishment, so he decided he'll just say the truth.

"Yes your Highness...that was me." He nodded, his voice meek and soft, hoping he didn't upset the Prince.

He stood there, eyes downcast and fingers still clenched around the laundry, expecting harsh words, but what he didn't expect was the subtle smile he saw; forming on the Prince's face.

"So it was you. Your voice is really enchanting, Taehyun." The Prince complimented, making the servant's eyes widen with surprise and cheeks flush with embarassment and pride.

"T-thankyou Your H-highness. I hope I didn't disturb your night's sleep." Taehyun replied, a shy smile forming on his lips.

"No worries, your voice didn't disturb me at all. Quiet the opposite actually." Yeonjun chuckled, taking a proper look at the younger servant.

The younger brunette, Taehyun ; was clad in a shaggy white blouse and brown pants, a cream white apron wrapped around his waist, clearly been through a lot of washes and dirt accumulated in it.

Yeonjun studied his face, to find himself fascinated with the younger's beautiful big doe eyes. He had never seen such beautiful and encaptivating brown eyes in his entire life. The younger's eyes seemed like they held the entire galaxy in them, sparkling and glittering under the sheer moonlight, reflecting Yeonjun's own figure in them.

Yeonjun didn't realise when, but he found himself lost in the younger brunette's doe eyes, completely enamored. God really had his favourites huh? Such a beautiful voice with a beautiful face.

"O-oh, I'm glad I impressed His Highness." The younger's shy, hushed voice brought him out of his staring stance, and he cleared his throat with embarassment, straightening his shoulders.

"Yeah, ofcourse." He smiled sheepishly, unable to take his eyes off from the younger. Something about this servant, a certain charm probably, seemed to attract him. Was it his melodious voice that he heard? Or was it his beautiful starry twinkling eyes, or perhaps, his now shy smile which was too adorable to miss?

"Would you sing for me?" Without thinking much, the words came out of Yeonjun's mouth itself, shocking the servant once again.

"S-sing for y-you, Your Highness? I'm p-probably not that qualified!" Taehyun replied nervously, yet a bit flattered that the Prince himself wanted to hear his singing.

"Oh sush. Your voice has caught my attention, I know talent when I see it, Taehyun." Yeonjun replied, smiling at the younger servant.

Hearing the Prince's words, a flutter erupted in his chest, making his cheeks even warmer. He shouldn't be this easy to woo, yet his heart was enamored by the Prince so easily, such simple words held so much weight to him, he couldn't help but look at the Prince, and wish he could make the older smile as well. What was this sudden feeling?

"Then I suppose, I shall cater to His Highness's wish." He replied with a similar smile, though his smile made his little canines appear involuntarily; along with a pair of dimples on each of his cheeks, catching the Prince's attention.

"You have dimples...how adorable." The Prince couldn't help but comment on the adorable feature he noticed about the younger, feeling incredibly delighted to see the blush it rose out of the brunette.

"Oh..u-um, thankyour Your Highness." Taehyun replied back bashfully, his ears completely burning red now.

What was this interaction?

"You're welcome. So...will you sing for me, Taehyun?" Yeonjun asked again, now feeling more at ease with the servant.

"Yes ofcourse Your Highness, whenever you wish." Taehyun replied enthusiastically, feeling ecastic knowing the Prince liked his voice out of so many people he ever imagined would like his voice.

"What if I say, I want you to sing for me now, right at this moment, in my chamber?" Yeonjun asked, leaning his face a little closer towards the flustered brunette.

"Your personal chamber? Am I allowed to enter it even?" Taehyun gasped, a little baffled. Only personal servants and royal members were allowed to enter the Prince's room, so was he, a mere servant who did the Prince's laundry, allowed in his chamber?

"That's my wish, and right now, I wish to see you infront of my bed, singing for me." Yeonjun declared without any hesitation, grinning with mischief. The brunette was too adorable for his liking.

"Oh my- Okay. As you wish, Your H-highness." Taehyun nodded, not daring to question the Prince's wish, it rather made his heart flutter.

A night in the Prince's chamber? That sounded too good to be true. Prince Yeonjun was a charming man, everyone was aware of it. People even wished for his one-time appearance, and being able to witness the Prince in such state was an enticing offer, it made his stomach flutter with butterflies.

"Good, now care to follow my lead, Taehyun?" Yeonjun asked, already making his way out of the laundary collection room.

"Yes ofcourse Your Highness!" Taehyun replied, putting the laundry he had in his hands; down, following the Prince's lead, heart thumping with excitement.

Yeonjun lead the way for them, letting Taehyun enter his luxurious bedroom; sitting on his bed.

Taehyun let his eyes wander, taking in the sight of the Royal Prince's personal chamber. The walls were painted a light shade of brown, with a bed in the middle; comprising of the softest silken sheets and pillow, a thick quilt at the foot of the bed to aid the Prince in the cold weather. There was also a small work desk in the other corner, along with a large window infront of it, which let the moonlight cascade into the room.

The room was less to say, perfect and luxurious, just like Prince Yeonjun. Out of Taehyun's reach and Imagination. He wouldn't dare imagine a life like this, that's impossible.

"Come sit." Yeonjun instructed, telling Taehyun to sit by his side on the bed.

With a nervous smile, Taehyun stepped forward, settling at the edge of the Prince's bed, looking at him.

"Sing for me. The same sang you were singing back there." Yeonjun asked, comfortably laying down in his bed, eyes stuck at Taehyun, watching his every move.

"As you wish Your Highness..."
With a shy smile and cheeks still dusted with a slight blush, Taehyun sat down next to the Prince, his stomach filled with a bundle of nerves, a mix of excitement and anticipation.

Yeonjun's gaze made his heart quicken, yet he knew he had to continue with the Prince's wish, and so, he began.

With a gentle deep breath, his melodious voice filled the room once more, echoing softly off the walls. He closed his eyes, letting the melody take over his senses, swaying slightly as his voice carried the tune.

"This night where even the stars have fallen asleep
This river that is familiar and unfamiliar
Passing over the ashen city
Did you wait alone for me
The small island where our fumbling promises and
Secrets began

I remember the song of your star and mine
In that, we were stars
That melody that shone as a dream
Please don't forget it always."

Taehyun's sweet voice filled the chamber of the Prince's bedroom, a flutter erupted in Yeonjun's chest. The gentle flow of melody, along with the lyrics of the song, stirred up a strange feeling within Yeonjun, something he'd never felt before. He stared at Taehyun, his mind wandering to the meaning behind the words, and why his heart was racing at such a pace.

"Your voice is beautiful." Yeonjun complimented softly, feeling his cheeks warm slightly at the admission.

The pinkish blush soon turned crimson, as Taehyun heard the Prince's compliment, his heart beating fast with excitement and happiness, driving him further to sing as much as melodiously he could.

"This place is our start line
Our start line
That day's starlight that we saw together
Can't forget that night
Can't forget this place."

As the song continued, Yeonjun found himself lost in the melody, the tune soothing him like a lullaby. He continued watching Taehyun, his eyes fixated on the younger servant's delicate features and the emotions that danced across his face.

His eyes slowly started feeling heavier, eyelids dropping close, as the melody soothed his insomniac mind, lulling him into a dreamless peaceful embrace of night sleep.

His breaths grew slow and deep, his consciousness ebbing away into sleep. The last thing Yeonjun heard was Taehyun's melodious voice, a lingering echo that stayed with him as his mind drifted into a deep sleep, a restful slumber devoid of any worries or nightmares.

As the Prince drifted into a peaceful slumber, Taehyun's soft voice continued to fill the air. He glanced at Yeonjun's tranquil and sleeping form, his gaze lingering for a moment. A sense of contentedness washed over him, seeing Yeonjun sleeping serenely, as if his worries had been eased.

Taehyun gently stood up, carefully ensuring not to disturb the Prince's sleep. He moved quietly, placing the quilt over Yeonjun's body, ensuring he would stay warm in his slumber.

With a small smile on his lips, Taehyun gazed at Yeonjun for a while longer. He couldn't believe that he was alone with the Prince himself, their encounter feeling surreal. He took in the luxurious surroundings, feeling a sense of both awe and discomfort, as he knew his place in this grandeur world.

Silently, he gathered his things, leaving the chamber, making sure to close the door softly behind him.

He walked down the long corridors, the hallways illuminated by dim torches, casting elongated shadows along the walls. As Taehyun walked, his mind replayed the events that had just occurred, his heart still thrumming with excitement and anticipation. He knew that this encounter with the Prince would remain engraved in his memory, a precious moment he'd cherish.

He wondered if tonight would be as memorable to the prince, like it was to him.

But who's gonna tell him, that this was going to be their startline?

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Hello Luvs! This was the third oneshot of the book, and a late 7 month of being together gift for RirisGarden<333

Lmao atp this book is "TXT oneshots for Riri" 😂 but I'm sure y'all enjoy reading these as well.

Riri wanted some Nyangnyangz, and I love them, so why not?? I hope I fed the Taejun community well cuz y'all be starving at a daily basis fr😔☝️

Hope you enjoyed this sweet piece of writing<3
-Rin💗