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

“Ah Shun, I am glad you picked up. Why didn’t you pick up my call earlier?”

Wen Dong’s purple eyes saw the flush across his friend’s cheeks and blue eyes looking off to the side. He heard the nervous laugh and Shun scratching his temple looking away.

“I got distracted, sorry,” Shun coughed, “Oh! Congrats on winning. Your performance was good! You both are doing so well.”

“Thank you gege,” Ping smiled and tried to look around Shun, “Where are you?”

“Uh, no… nowhere,” Shun stutter pulling the phone closer to his face.

“Eh, we don’t wanna see up your nose!” Wen Dong stuck out his tongue, “I already know it’s gross in there.”

“Ah Dong!” Shun laughed and sighed smiling softly at his friends, “Don’t worry. I will be fine.”

“Yea, judging by that mark on your neck, you are just fine.”

Shun’s eyes widened and he moved to touch his neck. Blood rushed to his face as he ran over the slight bruise and stared at himself on the screen. Quickly moving the camera away from the hickey, he laughed nervously as both purple eyes and green eyes just stared at him.

‘Ah crap! Ah Jin! Why did you leave a mark?!’ Shun whined inwardly and glanced over at the pinkette who was still shirtless and sporting his own hickey. Emerald eyes were watching him and the idol prince winked. Quickly looking away flustered, he looked at the screen and cleared his throat.

“Does that person love you?” Ping questioned and Shun felt his throat tightened.

Nodding, he saw green eyes from Ping Ping narrowed at him.

“Is it Gina?”

Shun shook his head.

“Is it Lisa?”

Again, Shun shook his head.

“Is it… Taemeng? Kaiden? Mikey or Heeang?” Ping continued and Shun shook his head each time.

“Ah Ping, it isn’t any of them. They are my friends.”

“Then who is it?”

“…”

“Oi, Shun, we never hid anything from each other. Why are you hiding? Afraid we would be mad at her or something?” Wen Dong questioned and Ping didn’t say anything.

“No of course not,” Shun grinned and they continued to ask making him frustrated, “It’s Jin-” his eyes widened and he caught himself, “-ny. Her name is Jinny.”

“Jinny?” Wen Dong hummed as they headed to the car, “Anyone heard of that name before?”

“Jinny? An idol? Not me,” Tee shook his head and Marik shook his as well.

“I’m happy for you, Ah Shun. I want to meet her when our tour is over!” Wen Dong waved and everyone said their goodbyes. He nodded to people still out late at night, holding tightly to the boy on his back.

“Oi,” the oldest of the group patted the youngest butt, “Why were you more quiet than usual? It is Ah Shun, your gege.”

“Hm…” Ping sounded and Wen Dong gave another pat to his butt, “That place, Ah Dong… looks familiar, doesn’t it?”

“Hm?” His friend tilted his head in confusion and they heard people calling out to them, “Talk later, baby Ping. Time to put on a show!”

Ping was placed down and they smiled and waved to their fans and reporters heading their way. Ping Ping was tired and sleepy. It was passed midnight and people were still finding them! Ah, he did not like this. Holding his head up and smiling, he reminded himself that Suu Jin could do it, so he could too!

Back at Suu Jin’s home, they were kissing so much that Shun’s lips were bruised and his head was foggy. He had to pull himself away and rushed to the restroom again. Jin, who had been waiting for Shun to return, finally cleaned up the table they ate from. He just wanted to mold their lips to one another again.

Chuckling to himself, Suu Jin knew why Shun was always rushing to the restroom and each time, it turned him on.

‘Ah Shun, when will you finally let me help you.’

He heard the sound of the bath running and he grinned. His dear Shun had told his friends there was a girl named Jinny that he was dating. Grabbing his phone, he looked at his schedule and made notes on his calendar, moving things around to free up his days.

Sending the new schedule to his manager, he nodded to himself of the choices he made. Closing the opened windows, he smiled to himself as he plotted something in his head. He went to the bathroom door and turned the knob to find it locked.

Smirking, he knocked and he could hear the splashing of the water paused.

“Yes?”

“Babe,” Jin held back his grin, “Why did you lock the door?”

“I... Do you need to come in?”

“Hm,” the pinkette hummed and figured he would take it easy on his dear lover… for now, “I can wait. I’ll be in the room.”

“Okay!”

Shun replied and he heard footsteps step away from the door. Relaxing his tensed shoulders, he closed his eyes and continued to pump. Suu Jin’s smell, his lips, his tongue, his body all made his entire body so hot. He bit his lip as a groan escaped them. His hips moved in tandem with his fist until his body tensed up. Curling, he came with his eyes shut and heavy pants from his parted mouth.

“Ah Jin,” he breathed out softly and stared at the ceiling for a moment.

‘I love him so much…’

“Do not fall in love with him, Ah Shun.”

‘Prince Peter,’ Shun frowned and shook his head, ‘I’m already in love with him. I can’t unlove him.’

“You can, you have.”

‘What?’

Shun frowned washing himself.

“You must complete your tasks, Prince Shun.”

‘That is the most ridiculous task ever!’ Shun huffed and managed to get soap in his eyes, ‘Dammit!’

“Ah Shun-”

‘No. Go away. I am busy.’

Shun quickly rinsed himself and dried himself off. He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out huffing. He entered Jin’s room and stood with his arms folded. He looked around and saw how nicely decorated the room looked, just like the rest of the entire home.

He heard the bed moved and looked over to see Jin had sat up, still shirtless, and quirked a brow at him.

“Are you trying to seduce me?”

Green eyes dragged down his body and he gulped. He backed up and felt behind him to get to the closet doors. Quickly turning, he slid the slide door open and-

“Where are all the clothes?” He blurted out seeing only a few t-shirts and white button tops. A pair of pajama bottoms, undies, and a pair of jeans and slacks were also the only thing in the closet.

“Donated.”

“Donated?” Shun turned to see Suu Jin stretching over the bed like a cat. Elegant and suave the pinkette was, causing Shun to flush and grab undies and pajama bottoms to pull on.

“Baby, you already wearing my clothes,” Jin laughed and pulled him on the bed when he reached the beautiful idol.

They kissed and Shun sighed nuzzling against his beautiful man. Closing his eyes, he smiled as sleep captured him, lulled by the sound of Suu Jin’s heartbeat. Suu Jin smiled watching Shun sleep and he turned to look at the television on the wall.

The smile turned into a smirk and he held the silver haired male closer.