Insu started to eat.
Not because he was suddenly okay with his situation but because if he didn’t, Duho wouldn’t eat either. The other was so sad and desperate, missing his child to the bone and begging the servants to ask for the prince’s forgiveness, that he didn’t have the appetite to eat. After the first couple of days, when he saw how weak the other had become, he started eating and encouraged the pink-haired boy to eat as well. After all, he had a kid to take care of and he couldn’t lose his strength. Insu himself figured that if he wanted to keep fighting, to seriously try and see how he could possibly rescue himself from this place, he needed to be strong. As strong as his bony figure allowed him to be.
Every day, a nurse would come to their room. She would take care of Insu’s whip wounds, apply some kind of greenish cream on them, and she’d also give Duho some kind of potion. He didn’t ask what it was. He thought if the boy wanted him to know, he’d tell him by himself.
A week passed like that.
He learned that Duho, unlike what he had assumed judging by the other’s small figure and softer features, was actually older than him by 5 years. Insu was 18 and the other was 23. He didn’t know why he had asked about the prince’s age after, but it turned out he was 26.
Insu also learned that Hyo was a boy, 2 years old, and very cute according to how the pink-haired boy talked about him. Duho said that the king favored the little boy so much and that had resulted in him having an easier life in the castle as his parent.
He told the older about his life as well. How he had opened his eyes to the same wooden shack they were still living at in the forest. He talked about his siblings and their never-ending shenanigans that made every day entertaining and full of laughter. Insu’s father had many books and taught them many things about the woods and the poisonous fruits and leaves. Duho had this hilarious frightened expression on his face when he told the older they had to actually hunt animals themselves for food.
It was perhaps the 8th day when the door to the spacious room opened and a black-haired boy in a white coat walked in. Behind him was none other than the prince in a navy blue shirt and knee-long leather boots, carrying a baby in his arms.
Duho jumped up the second they walked in. He ran all the way to the door and stood right in front of the muscular man, looking at him like he was begging with his eyes and biting his lip painfully. Insu could see because he was sitting on the bed and had a perfect view of the entrance.
The prince observed the boy in front of him for a couple of seconds before he simply handed him the kid.
“Don’t think you’re forgiven. He hasn’t eaten properly and that’s the only reason you’re seeing him right now.” The low voice said plainly before he looked back, into the hallway and nodded his head inside. A servant came in with a tray that had a bowl in it.
“Thank you, my prince. Thank you so much!” Duho’s voice was shaking as he hugged the kid that was hugging him back and planted a million kisses all over his face. He walked to the far end of the room again, the servant following them.
“I thought their breed was rare! How can there be two of them in one kingdom!?” The stranger in a white attire said, looking at him like he was some kind of unknown being.
“Don’t know.” The familiar deep voice said lazily, eyeing him with no interest before he looked at his kid and the boy who had his mark on his neck. Hyo was eating perfectly fine when it was Duho feeding him. The sound of his giggles breaking the ice of the room a bit.
Insu didn’t move from his position at all. Back resting against the headrest and knees bent, he kept the book he had found in the room and was reading open as he wondered who this new person was and whether he was going to get beaten to a pulp again. His wounds had mostly healed after all.
“I see you aren’t intimidated by the wolf here.” The black-haired boy laughed shortly as he made his way toward the bed and sat on the edge. His features were soft, unlike the two alphas he had met by then.
“Which makes you particularly interesting. I’m here to take a blood sample before calling you to my hospital for further examinations.” The latter said and smiled at him sweetly. There was nothing alarming to his aura and so Insu relaxed a bit. He may have seemed like he wasn’t intimidated by the broad man, but the thought of his hands hitting him with all of his strength again scared the shit out of him. Just that he had learned to not show the fear because animals could feel it and use it to attack.
“What’s… a blood sample?” He asked, closing his book slowly as concern started filling his limbs and numbing his senses. He wasn’t ready to undergo a tremendous amount of pain again.
“It’s nothing painful.” The boy said with spice in his tone as he side-eyed the prince. “I’m just gonna get some blood from a vein in your arm with this.” He showed him a needle that was connected to something like a tube.
“My name’s Ryung by the way. I heard you’re Insu. Did you know you’ve been the talk of the town ever since you showed up out of nowhere?” The boy talked as he rubbed something cool against the hollow on his arm and pushed the needle in his skin. It stung, but it was nothing unbearable.
“…Why?” He was genuinely confused. Why would an entire town, as big as this one was, be interested in him?!
“Why?! Oh my child!” There was a chuckle before Ryung got the needle out and rubbed the same cold thing on the red dot on his skin. He kept his fingers there, pushing on it.
“You are a very unique individual! Omegas with your breed, the pink hair and ice-blue eyes, are not very common. Before you came, Duho was the only one left in our kingdom for years. That’s why everyone’s been trying to get to you since the other pink-head is now out of reach.”
“I thought all… omegas looked the same as us…” Saying the word ‘omega’ brought an unpleasant taste to his mouth.
“Not at all. But your kind along with a few other unique breeds are very rare. Most black-haired ones are alphas, though. We don’t have many omegas with black genes.” The other explained but his brain was circling around one thing only.
“What do you mean everyone’s been trying to get to me? What do they want with me?” As soon as he asked, the memory of what Duho told him that night came to mind: ‘It will be hell if the others get their hands on you, Insu.’
His eyes widened and his body started trembling that instant at the horrifying thought.
“You can’t let them have me! I don’t even know anything about my body or that disgusting thing that came out of me. You can’t!” He plead directly to the prince, who was looking back at him, with tears in his eyes and lips shaking.
The black-haired man with his hair hanging over his eyes didn’t say anything as he only kept the eye contact. He shifted his weight from one leg to the other before looking away and at the people on the other side of the room again. Insu was… he didn’t know how he felt but he didn’t like the fact that the other had looked away from him. A tingle running along the side of his neck.
His next resort, and probably the last one, was Ryung. He clutched onto the boy’s arm as he begged him with his eyes, moving to sit on his knees to get closer.
“I can barely take him. I won’t be able to survive if anyone else gets their hands on me. Please, just,…” A sob escaped his throat before he could stop it with the lip bite. “I just wanna go home. I should’ve never left.” Tears rolled down his face as he let his head hang low, fingers buried in the other’s forearm.
Without a word, he was embraced by the black-haired boy with wavy hair. His arms wrapped around him tightly, rubbing over his back nonstop. The gesture was kind but it didn’t calm the chaos in his head at all. That was until it happened again. The same scent that had managed to help him get through the brutal session with the two alphas. The scent that filled the room and clouded his mind, making his eyes close in the sudden calm that took over him. Duho stopped talking mid-sentence and looked up at them with widened eyes.
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