meanie

"Mingyu?” Wonwoo says, voice incredulous and lowering the bat slowly. Mingyu rasps out a low laugh, before coughing, wincing at the gash in his stomach. “Long time no see, hyung,” In which Mingyu, highly trained assassin and member of the Black Dragons mafia needs a place to lay low and accidentally finds himself crashing into (quite literally) Wonwoo, his ex-boyfriend's, apartment. Only Wonwoo knows nothing about the fact that Mingyu is apart of the mafia, as well as the fact that Mingyu never stopped loving him, even after breaking his heart six months ago.

"Please, let me introduce you to prince Choi wonwoo, third in line to the throne. " King Seungcheol said oblivious to Mingyu's inner turmoil. "Nice to meet you, prince Mingyu. " Wonwoo said, quietly. Mingyu stared at him, the rest of the world forgotten and far away.His wonwoo was here, in front of him and king Seungcheol had called him his brother. It could be someone else or maybe he was seeing things. "Keep it together. There are people watching. " Jeonghan whispered, leaning in close before quickly moving away. "It's my pleasure. Prince Wonwoo." Mingyu breathed out, holding out his hand. Prince Wonwoo is living in his enemy nation with a fake identity. He inadvertently catches the eyes of crown prince Mingyu, who is infatuated with him. As time goes on Wonwoo slowly falls for Mingyu only for him to find out the truth.

“What did you do to me?” “Nothing,” Wonwoo breathed barely above a whisper, air knocked out of him now that the blood he craved was right in front of him. Mingyu scoffed and set about undoing some of his top buttons, Wonwoo watching the tendons in his neck tense and relax until his eyes fell upon the mark his fangs had left, “This isn’t nothing.”

Wonwoo didn't want to call it an obsession. Because it sounded creepy and pathetic, so he called it love, and Wonwoo eventually had convinced himself that he was in love with Kim Mingyu. Wonwoo didn't think Kim Mingyu could ever be the kind of person he really was.