"Hyung, hyung," Minho ran to his friend who was standing at the entrance to the hall. "May I remind you that your status is higher than mine," Jinki looked at him. "But we are alone." "Do you need anything Minho-ya?" They stood facing each other in the empty hallway in front of the throne hall. Jinki looked around to see that no one was coming.

"Yes, I need you to bring a tray of food to my room after breakfast." "But you have a morning class," his friend reminded him. "It's not for me," the prince said. "Choi Minho, what are you hiding?" Jinki raised an eyebrow and searched the tall man's face. "You know," Minho said. "If you did not eat breakfast again just because..." Jinki started but the prince stopped him, "No, it's not that, I'm not fifteen and not rebelling against the cook anymore, hyung, well you know, who, in my room." Jinki's eyes widened with market and joy, "Finely, since when?" "Last night, but he's still asleep, if he's awake when you get in tell him I sent you and not to worry," Minho said.

"Trust me, just one last thing," Jinki looked at Minho's face, causing the prince to blush. "Did anything happen last night?" "What do you mean?" The prince asked innocently. Jinki pointed to his lips and then made the sound of a kiss. Minho turned redder and then said, "Maybe," and entered the hall before his friend could kill him.

Lee Jinki has been his best friend for several good years since he started serving in the royal house. From what Minho knew, Jinki was at sea and brought to the palace for training because he was in the right age for it, he had no family anymore. Minho knew there was more to the story and what it had to do with the Fire Dancer, Lee Taemin.

Jinki took a tray of food and hoped he would not run into anyone on the way to the prince's room. His luck did not brighten his face and had to explain to two guards and one official why he had taken a tray full of hot food to the upper floors. "The prince decided to make trouble again and not eat all his food," he told the soldiers who did not know the royal son's agenda, to the old official he told that the prince asked him to bring food to his room and not ask questions and then threatened to kill him on the spot if he did not do what he asked and Jinki, who was known as the prince's most loyal servant, continued without problems and further questions.

When Jinki went into his friend's luxurious room and put the tray on the small table in the room. He scanned the room but saw no one, he even checked if anyone was hiding in the closet but found nothing. The desk was as messy as ever, the bookcase tidy and the bed messy. Minho would not like it, he thought to himself as he left the room and did not notice the little shift on the bed. He returned to the hall where the prince had a lesson to tell him there was no one in his room.

Minho ran straight to his room when the lesson was over. He hurried to see that the young pirate was just hiding under the blanket, and started laughing on the way thinking how relieved he was that the pirate had only been under the sheets all this time when his servant entered the room.

Tae quickly ate the cold food as if that was what would save his life from death. "How long have you not eaten?" Asked the royalty who was surprised to see the boy in front of him eating so fast. "Yesterday, but the meals I ate were small," Taemin replied after swallowing a large amount of food he put in his mouth. Minho was surprised that the little man did not choke on all the food he was swallowing at that moment.

"You're staring," Taemin remarked, Minho hurried to look away, making the young man laugh. "It's okay, it's fun to see you blush." It reminded the two of the night before, they both blushed afterward. Tae continued to eat much slower than before.

After eating, Taemin decided to wear the layer he had taken off the day before so as not to be left with just the shirt and pants. "What else do you have to do today?" He asked as he put on his belt. "A war meeting," Minho replied, "someone saw the Fire Dancer and now everyone is looking for him, but they do not know he is here," he smiled. "Why the Fire Dancer? Who chose the name?" The pirate asked. "I chose it."

"So as not to betray me?" "You could say it like that," the prince replied, "no soldier saw you as closely as I saw you, but they did see how you jumped over the firewall and the way you fought, so the Fire Dancer was the one that suited the best." "I quite like that name, is that how they chose the names of most of the pirates?"

"If you ask if my father chose the names of your captains, you are wrong. They chose the names themselves to scare the civilians, even though they are not really scary but it is their way of surviving." Tae nodded. They were facing each other at this point. Taemin had the desire to just hug the prince but the other was quicker and pressed their lips together for a kiss that was supposed to be shorter than it eventually became. Minho broke the kiss to say something but Taemin did not give it to him and pressed, again, their lips and even deepened it which made the prince surrender, blushing as the younger one had suddenly taken control.

Both of their eyes were closed, the pirate's hands on the older's waist while the other put his hands on his cheeks them with his thumbs. Their legs took them to one of the pillars of the bed. Taemin felt the touch of the wood on his back. The prince broke away from the kiss but did not let the young man return to kiss him, instead he kissed down on the man's cheek and pressed gentle kisses along the jawline and down to his neck, ignoring the fact that he had recently dressed and moved the collar of the other's shirt with his hand, exposing the smooth skin. Taemin's hands brought the prince closer to him while his head tilted back to give the royalty access to his skin.

A came out of the younger man's mouth, who was surprised by the sound that escaped his mouth. Minho was , , and biting a certain place between his neck and shoulder that sent chills to his body. Minho raised his head to look at the pirate. "Sorry," he whispered. "You just keep surprising me, Choi Minho." It made the taller smile, but before he could get back to what he started there were knocks on the door.

Taemin hurriedly fixed his shirt, which was wrinkled and loose. The two looked at each other with eyes wide open because no one knew Taemin was there. The two were looking for a place to hide the young man. The closet was chosen, how ironic. There was a knock again and Minho went to open the door. Lee Jinki was standing there standing formally and his gaze was indifferent. "The walls are not that thick, so be careful please," the servant said in his low voice. Tae started to get scared. Minho closed the door of his room after letting his friend in and went straight to the closet. Taemin felt relieved. "Do not worry, Jinki hyung knows about you."

Taemin came out of the closet and looked at the prince's good friend with big eyes and a slightly open mouth. Jinki smiled at him, "Hello, Lee Taemin, we're finally meeting." Taemin looked at him and put a hand over his mouth. "I'll leave you alone." "No," Taemin said, "I want you to stay," he held the taller man's sleeve.

Minho stayed with the two in the room, waiting for one of them to speak. When they finally sat down around the little table, Taemin allowed himself to speak, for a change seeing Lee Jinki up close. "You look like father," Taemin scanned the face of the servant who added calmly, "and you look very much like mother."