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He bumped into a strong hard chest, making him stumble backyards and slipping on his robes.
Baekhyun could feel himself falling backwards, his mouth letting out a small squeak of surprise as he tried a grab onto anything to support him.
He ended up grabbing big and stiff biceps as muscular arms wrapped around his thin waist. Baekhyun let out a small sigh of relief and looked up from his saviour's chest. His breath hitched.
Baekhyun was staring into the eyes of very handsome man. He had black hair that was slicked up, showing his forehead and eyebrows drawn together. His eyes were a deep black and void of any hidden emotions, his skin was tanned beautifully and his lips looked pink and soft, Baekhyun wanted to touch.
And so he did.
His right hand released their hard grip from the stranger's upper muscles, his hand inching towards plush lips. When his slender and petite fingers touched the man's lips, he was elated to find them just as he expected. Baekhyun emitted out a soft giggle, tapping the lips once, twice.
The arms around his waist tightened slightly and that broke Baekhyun out of his daze. He tried to gently push the man's chest to make him let go, but the handsome man just held on tighter.
"Who are you?" The man said, his voice deeper than what Baekhyun had expected, but still pleasant to his ears.
"I- I'm sorry, I-" Baekhyun stumbled with his words, still in awe by the man's beauty.
The man's pretty lips turned into a frown. "I asked who you were, now answer." He commanded with authority.
Slightly scared, Baekhyun answered, still stumbling with his words. "I'm- I'm Baek- Khyun. Baekhyun."
"What are you doing here in the palace? Not just anyone can walk around in here." The man said, his voice deeper and huskier.
"Um- The E- Emperor is looking for a- a bride and I was chosen to be a can- candidate." Baekhyun stuttered, his eyes wide as he felt large hands moving to grip his hips.
"The Emperor, you say?" The man's eyes glinted with amusement, the first emotion Baekhyun saw since he bumped into the man.
Baekhyun nodded, fearing his voice might crack. Thumbs were gently moving in a small circle, the sensation making Baekhyun shiver. He tried pushing the man's chest again, but the man wouldn't let go.
"You... Do you know what the Emperor looks like?" The man said, his thumbs stilling for a moment before deciding to choose running his hands up and down Baekhyun's sides.
Baekhyun shook his head, but one look at the man's robe sleeves made him stop. There, on each sleeves were golden embroidery of a phoenix wrapping around the red silk sleeves. A phoenix wasn't allowed to be worn on anyone else but the Emperor, it was law punishable by death.
Baekhyun widen his eyes in shock as realisation came crashing down onto him. The man- the Emperor smirked.
"Yes, I am the Emperor, Emperor Chanyeol."