Y/N's P.O.V.
My eyes slowly closed as my body relaxed. Finally, time to sle- "ZZZZZZ!"
My eyes burst open as the very formal prince snored loudly again. I have never thought he would snore or that it would be this loud, but here he is.
"ZZZZZZZ!" I swear to god if he snores one more time I will wake him up and force him to sleep in a better posture if that is even possible.
"ZZZZZZZ!"
"* it, I'm waking him up," I mumbled to myself as I got up from the bed.
Pling!
The sound of his phone notification stopped my movement. The screen lit up the whole room with light as the notification was very loud. He probably woke up by the sound. He's not snoring anymo- "ZZZZZZZZ!"
Nevermind..
I stepped closer to Namjoon's bed and looked at his phone that was slowly turning off again. Should I? This is my chance!
One thing I knew about Namjoon was that he was a light sleeper. I have noticed that a few times and it worries me. He could've heard what we say any day, but this is not the time to worry about that. There is not much time to waste!
I grabbed his phone and turned on the screen, making my eyes water by the sudden high brightness. I quickly turned down the brightness as my eyes slowly started getting used to the light.
🗨️Messages 1 minuite ago
Mother
'Namjoon. When are you willing to come back home?'
I furrowed my eyebrows at the message. Isn't he lost?
Right then, his mother sent another message.
🗨️Messages now
Mother
'You have to come back home. It is an order! You are the coming time's king and we do not want this country to have an unwed king. You have to continue the royal blood line!'
These messages were absolutely confusing, but I kept reading while trying to understand something.
Another message arrived, which I failed to read because Namjoon stopped snoring and shifted on his spot. I quickly put the phone down and layed down on my bed, acting asleep.
Beep beep! Ring ring!
The phone started suddenly ringing, making sigh in relief because I let it go before.
I heard Namjoon move on his bed before I heard the sound from the phone moving, which means he probably grabbed it.
"Hello?" Namjoon answered in a raspy, deep and tired voice. Most people call it a 'morning voice' but it's night at this time. His 'morning voice' sounded pretty hot, not gonna lie. His voice was already deep, but having it deeper was just hot.
"MY SON!" I heard a happy yet worried woman say loudly from the phone. "You have finally made a response!"
"Mother?"
"That is correct, I am your mother! Have you been disregarding me?!" she asked, sounding angry, as Namjoon kept silent. "Reply your mother!"
"Yes, mother, I have."
"The disrespect! How dare you disregard me! I did not raise you like this! You need to come back to the castle forthwith!"
"I apologize for disrespecting you, but I am not willing to be wed to Wonyoung." Wonyoung? Who's Wonyoung?
"Young prince, you either marry the beautiful, well-mannered, perfect young lady whom is the princess of Scotland, or you do not return to this castle without bringing another woman with you to marry. There are no princesses on the streets, so good luck."
"I do not want to marry a princess, mother."
"Are you enamoured with a woman from the streets?!"
"No."
"Princesses are just like us-well mannered, beautiful and respectful-unlike the impoverished and unmannered women."
"Mother, get rid of your conventional image."
"How dare you disrespect me like this! The streets are making you ill-mannered. Come back home and marry your princess!"
"I will not marry her! Furthermore, she is not my princess!"
"Namjoon!"
"Good night, mother."
It was silent for a moment, making me think he ended the call. "Good night, Namjoon," his mother finally said as I heard the phone being put on the table right after. He let out a big sigh, clearly sounding anxious. "Where am I supposed to find a well-mannered woman?" he mumbled to himself.
I wanted to gasp out loud and tell him that I am well-mannered so bad, but kept it together.
I heard him lay down comfortably on his bed. He didn't snore yet, which means he either slept better than before or is awake because of what just happened. As for me, I was super tired and quickly drifted off to sleep.
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I knocked on the door of my father's office. "Come in." Well today I am at 'work', you know, looking out for my market. Okay jokes aside. I am visiting my father's office today.
"Y/N! Good to see you!" he said.
"Good to see you too."
"What brings you here? Namjoon's at work, right?"
"Yes, he is," I confirmed. I looked around to make sure that the door is closed and that nobody will hear me.
"I am here to spill some tea."