System! This Prince Doesn't Want To Be An Idol Popstar!

“Uh… nothing.”

“Really?”

“Honestly. I don’t remember a thing.”

Green eyes searched his face, but Shun just stared openly with furrowed brows. He felt the exhale brushed across his face, causing his lashes to flutter. He leaned in and kissed his lovely prince again. He could never get enough of being close to Suu Jin. Almost like-

His blue eyes shot opened and he pulled away. He stared and stared at the pinkette, only to see pink brows slowly furrowed on that perfect face. Shun wasn’t even sure what he was looking for, but there was just… there was just something prickling against his skin. What was it and why couldn’t he figure it out!

“Shun,” Jin cupped his face and pressed kisses, “Wen Dong is right. You will be busy for a while. I must return before my manager barges-”

“Suu Jin!”

Shun felt Jin moved so quickly, he barely blinked an eye! Once touching him, so close he could smell his lovely prince, but now Suu Jin was about 3 sinks away from him. He looked over to the man with sunglasses indoors, frowning at him and then at the pinkette.

“Hm? Did you eat something bad? I gave you a diet plan.”

“I am following it, Manager Yaotzu, do not worry.”

Jin finished cleaning his hands and wiped it clean. Green eyes caught his blue ones, and he saw the smile on those lips he just kissed, still wet from earlier.

“Congratulations, Shun. Work hard. Keep fighting.”

Suu Jin pumped his fist lightly and walked out with the manager. Alone in the restroom once more, he leaned against the wall. A hand covered his eyes and he shook his head from the nagging feeling that was insistent on him figuring out…

‘Figuring out what?! Dammit! My head hurts,’ he cried inwardly and stared at himself in the mirror. Slapping his face to get himself together, he took a deep breath and returned to the world.

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(Later that day)

Shun… Shun felt like he was still back in his kingdom being told what to do, what to eat, who to speak to, what to say, and too, too many things that made him want to run away. Pushed into a small home, his teammates and he realized this house was not the same as the large fancy home they lived in before. This place… This placed looked like Xiong Shun’s home.

Plain and boring.

Gone were the individual beds, the colorful walls and pillows, and the large kitchen with nicely decorated couches. Now, with the undecorated walls and bunkbeds, Shun felt like he wanted to scream.

‘What the hell was this?! Why did they go from an extravagant castle to… a peasant’s home?!’

Donny Wang, their manager and producer, was staring at his phone.

Shun blinked blankly.

Since leaving the fans and reporters, they were ushered into the car and drove to be dropped off here at this house. The experienced idol followed them in with smiles and once the door closed behind him, the smile was gone for indifference. Even the posture from a proud peacock showing his feathers, to a withdrawn neglectful person.

Shun knew acting. He had done it all his life.

“Mr. Wang,” Shun spoke up with a frown, “Why did you chose this place for us to live? It is so small and cramp.”

“What? You complaining now? You just became a debuting group and are now asking for things,” The man scowled, “Kids,” the man mumbled to himself and walked to sit on the couch.

Shun narrowed his blue eyes at this… this… This person what was to care for them! Donny Wang was supposed to help them grow, make them superstars, teach them the rights and wrongs of the industry, but all that man gave were scowls and rolls of the eyes! What kind of teacher was he?!

“Congratulations, Ah Shun.”

“Mm, thanks,” Shun replied back aloud and through his haze of anger, he blinked in the fact that it was Prince Peter who greeted him.

The man glanced over at him and Shun went to sit on the couch as well. Acting like nothing happened, he stared at the princely face of a charming smile. His upset lifted each second he watched the beauty before him. Leaning back, he smiled at Prince Peter who let out a soft laugh.

‘What are you laughing at?’ He questioned with a sigh.

“You have grown.”

‘Of course. You threw me into this stupid place and made me the center of it all. Of course, I grew. What did you expect? Me to be lazy and let people die?’

“Yes.”

‘…’

“…”

‘I… PRINCE PETER!’ Shun felt his face warmed, ‘I am not that useless, you know!’

“I know,” The prince’s voice was soft and knowing. It only made Shun blinked his blue eyes at the beauty before him, “You are special, Ah Shun.”

Ah~ this witch really was trying to kill him. Licking his lips, Shun wiped his sweaty palms down his thigh and exhaled deeply. Brown eyes watched him and the pretty lips curled lightly. Shun bit his bottom lips and exhaled through his nose, as he leaned back watching his beautiful prince.

“Oi, you. Xiong Shun, go get me a soda.”

“…”

“What are you waiting for?”

Shun clenched his thigh and pulled his eyes away from the perfect prince to stare blandly at his producer. This man, the one who Xiong Shun admired to be, the person who was the source to push the man to work hard was nothing like what Xiong Shun imagined. If Xiong Shun was alive, Shun knew for a fact that he would be upset that his idol was behaving in such a rude way.

“Why can’t you get it?”

“I’m your producer and manager. I am also your role model, right? So go get it for me before your group becomes a nobody.”

“…”

“…”

‘This… despicable man! How dare he use his power against me! Father would cut you up and feed you to the dogs!’ Shun’s eye twitched and the man smirked at him arrogantly.

Standing up, Shun frowned all the way to the kitchen for a can of soda. As he turned, his groupmates had joined him at the couch with their manager. Giving the soda to the experienced idol, he sat beside Mikey and stared at the blank television.

“So, as you all know, Xiong Shun will be the leader of the group. As far as visual…” Donny Wang leaned toward them and looked at them. He pulled his sunglasses down his nose and scrutinized them for a moment, before slumping onto the recliner.

“You all look normal.”

“…”

“Uh, that is a good thing isn’t it?” Mikey questioned and their producer huffed out a short laugh.

“Sure, if you want to fail.”