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

He wished death would come and take him away from the world. He wished the witch saved him and smite him away from this idol prince. He wished his heart wasn’t breaking and his eyes weren’t collecting tears. It reminded him of the time he saw Prince Peter with that princess-

‘Again! I just keep falling for princes who would break me! I just can’t! I can’t-’

“I like you.”

“…”

“…”

“W… What?”

Suu Jin sighed out a smile and wiped the tears running down his cheeks. The pinkette pressed their foreheads together and held him so gently, that if Shun did not have the glaring sign of LISA in his mind, he would be happy. He wasn’t.

Jin had a girlfriend. Jin was kissing him. Jin said he liked him. Jin was a cheater.

“But you don’t like me enough,” Shun let out a defeated laugh and pulled away, “Ah, we shouldn’t do this anymore. You have a girlfriend, Suu Jin. I must respect her.”

He was waiting. Shun was waiting for the perfect prince to grab him and kiss him silly, confess that he would leave her for him. He was waiting for the pinkette to hold him close, whisper that he was the only one in the idol’s heart and to wait for him. He was waiting for the man to be heartbroken for being apart from him, to tell him it would be too difficult, and that he loved him as much as Shun did.

Suu Jin did nothing.

His heart was bleeding.

‘Stop it! It is fine. Just stop thinking about him and start thinking about Prince Peter again! Prince Peter is nice, handsome, perfect. Prince Peter, Prince Peter, Prince Peter.’

He repeated over and over, but what always returned was the reminder that even Prince Peter found a princess that held his heart. That princess was not him.

So, when the car stopped, he grabbed the medicine out of Jin’s hand, bowing in thanks and avoided the idol’s emerald eyes, before rushing out of the car. Ah, he forgot he was still feverish and he smacked against the pavement. Groaning, he felt hands trying to help him up, but he swatted them away and quickly got up. Bowing once more, he didn’t care if Suu Jin saw him limp to his apartment.

He didn’t care about that stupid cheating no good idol! Heeang was right. Suu Jin was selfish! He just wanted Lisa and him! What kind of man would do that! That was so rude and unbecoming of a prince! Suu Jin was not the prince he had thought!

Yet, when he entered his apartment, he went straight to his bed and cried under the covers.

For Suu Jin, he just stood there for a moment, staring at where Shun had disappeared too. Gritting his teeth and shutting his eyes, he turned away and entered his car. He knew this would happen, yet he continued. He just wanted more time with Shun. He wanted to be with the silver haired male.

He was pathetic.

==

Ping Ping had his head pillowed on his good friend’s lap. Face to the ceiling and sighing loudly with a smile, he was so happy to be in a group. Even better that it was with Wen Dong! His older friend took good care of him and they always helped one another. Marik and Tee were really nice and fun to be around.

They were his age so that made his friend their big brother! He grinned at the hand idly patting his head, stroking his bangs out of his forehead. His green eyes, since Manager Quang wanted to keep his look, stared at Wen Dong. His friend now sported purple eyes and ashy brown hair. Ping Ping really like the look on the man. He looked even cooler in his eyes.

“What?!” Wen Dong shouted as he read what he saw, “What the fuck is this?!”

“What happened?” Ping questioned sitting up.

“Ah, sorry Ah Ping,” the oldest apologized, “Shun was in the hospital.”

“Gege?!”

“Is he alright?” Tee questioned and Wen Dong scrolled through his phone.

“Looks like he went home and… WHAT?! Suu Jin and Xiong Shun?! What the hell? These damn reporters! I swear I want to,” he gritted out with his arms out like he was choking an imaginary reporter.

“Suu Jin?” Marik’s brows rose to his hairline, “He’s dating Lisa, isn’t he?”

“Uh, Ping Ping?” Tee questioned and the pinkette frowned.

“Ah Dong, call Ah Jin, please.”

“He won’t pick up with my phone, baby Ping. That guy hates me. Use your phone.”

“Call Suu Jin please.”

Wen Dong blinked at the seriousness of that tone from his cute friend. There were only a few times he had seen this face and those few times ended up with Ping screaming at certain people. He did not want to be at the end of that anger. So, he called and handed the phone to the pinkette.

Ping called again and again until Jin finally picked up.

“What do you-”

“Ah Jin.”

“… Ping Ping.”

“Are you dating Lisa, for real, for real?”

Ping waited. He was aware his big cousin did much for everyone and the idol does not let too many close to him. Not after what happened with Gina, so Ping had to know. He promised he would protect Suu Jin from anyone who tried to get to his cousin and if Lisa was that person, Ping would interrogate her until he was satisfied! If the idol prince was together with Xiong Shun…

Ping Ping definitely approved! His 2 favorite persons together was the best thing!

“Ah Ping,” he heard the sigh and his frown deepened, “You saw the articles.”

“Mm.”

“They are true. Lisa and I are dating.”

“For real?”

“…”

“Ah Jin! Don’t lie to me!” Ping screamed standing up and pacing with his arms flailing as if to speak for him, “If you and Lisa are together, then why are they saying you and gege have something?! I don’t understand! Do you like them both? Do you not like them at all? Is this for show? I don’t want it to be like Gina again! I won’t let it happen!”

Ping huffed and tapped his foot waiting. Marik and Tee were blinking wide eyed at the cute, lovable Ping behaving in ways they never saw. Wen Dong on the other hand was wincing and rubbing his face. His dear friend could be quite demanding.

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“I have to go.”

“Ah Jin!”

“My manager is calling, Ah Ping. I will talk to you later.”

The call ended and Ping gritted his teeth and rammed into Wen Dong, who groaned with the hit. Sighing, the oldest of them held Ping tight like he always did to calm the boy down. Like a baby, rubbing the boy’s back always worked to sooth the pinkette.

“Alright,” Manager Quang walked in the room looking at his tablet, “We’ll prep you all on intervi- Eh? What is wrong with the boy?”

“Manager Quang,” Wen Dong side eyed their manager, “Xiong Shun. Why did no one tell us?”