He.
The palace always woke up early, but not loudly.
yawns of creaking wood, soft footsteps down stone corridors, the rustle of silk curtains catching the morning wind. Golden light spilled through tall arched windows, warming everything it touched: the velvet cushions, the tiled floors, even the walls, which seemed to blush under the sun.
In the courtyard, gardeners were already busy. Trimming, watering, humming quietly to the plants many of which had names thanks to their young master's habit of naming them like pets
Baby tae
This one’s Justin the Third, don’t touch his soil, he bites
Inside, the kitchen buzzed with soft activity. Butter sizzled, cardamom cracked, dough was being rolled for sweet buns young master loved but pretended not to. The head chef kept glancing at the clock. They all knew. Today was the day.
Namjoon had been awake since dawn.
He stood on the palace balcony, a steaming cup of tea in his hand, gazing out across the gardens. His robe fluttered gently in the breeze, hair still messy from sleep, his glasses slipped slightly down his nose as he squinted into the horizon.
He had been standing there for a while now.
Thinking. Waiting. Smiling to himself.
Someone joined him a few minutes later, holding a clipboard, looking half-asleep and entirely done
Hoseok
Did you sleep at all, or just pace holes into the floor?
Kim Namjoon
Good morning, Hoseok
Jung Hoseok leaned against the balcony pillar, a smug smile dancing on his lips. He was barefoot, in soft black joggers and a linen shirt unbuttoned halfway, hair still a mess of perfect disarray. He looked like royalty who’d refused to play by the rules, a streak of sun in a palace of moonlight.
He looked far too energetic for someone who’d only gotten four hours of sleep.
Hoseok
I swear you’ve been awake since yesterday
Hoseok
*grins watching namjoon*
Kim Namjoon
I slept... briefly*murmers but hobi heard it very well*
Hoseok
The staff said you were hovering around the fountain at 3AM
Kim Namjoon
*takes a sip of his tea, instead of guilty he is actually happy and grinning*
Hoseok
He hasn’t even arrived yet and it’s like the walls are already vibrating with his name
Kim Namjoon
He hasn’t been home in eight months..*suddenly mood becomes sour*
Hoseok
It’s a long time for you
Hoseok
Let’s not pretend you weren’t the one marking dates on the calendar in red pen like some ancient librarian waiting for a comet.
Kim Namjoon
*says nothing but looks proud but hobi already gave up*
Hoseok
Jimin texted me five times this morning. he’s already on her way and he’s demanding that the room be exactly the way he left it .
Kim Namjoon
He always demands that *said fondly*Even when it’s spotless.
Hoseok
He said he’ll throw hands if anyone moves his fairy lights again
Hoseok
Also, he said he should be the one to hug him first.
Kim Namjoon
He’ll have to fight me for it.*rolls eysz*
Hoseok
Oh don’t worry *said with a smirk* He probably will
The peace shattered in the palace with a big scream
APPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Namjoon’s cup nearly fell from his hands. His hands trembled while he felt his eyes getting blurry but he sprinted towards the door
Hoseok’s mouth dropped open
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2025-06-10
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