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Eun-Ho Joong



"Okay, but just for you," he agreed, unable to say no to that sweet face. Opening his mouth, the man began to sing once more, clear, deep tone ringing out through the room. "My accidental happily ever after, the way you smile and how you comfort me with your laughter. I must admit, you were not a part of my book, but now if you open it up and take a look, you're the beginning and the end of every chapter. You're the best thing I never knew I needed, so when you were here, I had no idea that you're the best thing I never knew I needed. So now it's so clear, I need you here always. Who knew that I could be so unexpectedly, undeniably happier sitting with you right here, right here next to me? You're the best thing I never knew I needed, so when you were here, I had no idea that you're the best thing I never knew I needed. So now it's so clear, I need you here always. Yeah now it's so clear, I need you here always."
The blonde ended the last note with a smile, raising the hand not on Balthazar's back to touch his cheek. "Ta-da." He chuckled quietly, green eyes watching the Frog King's.

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"Only for you," he said softly, smiling despite himself. He could feel those feelings stirring up inside him once again, although he knew it was bad. Could he dare let himself feel something for this boy? Sure, he was technically in his fifties, but he looked no older than fourteen! This had to be illegal, at least a little. He swallowed his pride, unable to stop himself from moving just an inch closer to the boy with the grass green eyes. "I sing different in the band, I mean."

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"You're beginning to sound like Sang-Min's groupies," he chuckled, albeit breathlessly. "Adoring, worshipping, that kind of... thing..." The man licked his lips nervously and shakily exhaled. "H-hey, Bal, you're really close to me."

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"Balthazar." Eun-Ho's tone was direct, as if commanding his attention once more. His eyes were now filled completely with that something strange, and no matter what he wanted, he couldn't stop himself from doing what he was about to. "Bal, I'm sorry, but... I have to do something." One large hand was suddenly beneath the Frog King's chin, raising it so their eyes could meet. He moved his own head closer, lips shortening the distance between them faster and faster, until-

BAM!!

The door suddenly slammed open, a slim figure in the doorway. Lips were pulled into an amused smirk, one hand a hip, the other adusting a pair of black frame glasses, and a chuckle came from the figure. "Well now, I knew you had strange taste, but I didn't know it included little boys!" was the snarky remark that came from the handsome male as he entered the room. "How Greek of you, Most Precious Babo!"
Eun-Ho winced at the familiar nickname, moving the boy off of him and standing in front of him, as if protecting him. "Don't call me that, you know I hate that!" he cried in irritation, trying to look angrily at the man, then breaking into a grin and striding over, wrapping his arms around the other and hugging him tightly. "Haneul, you a**."
"You've gotten dumber, I see," observed so-called Haneul, pulling out of the hug to take a look at his good friend. "I see America doesn't do you well, Eun-Ho. You should come home with me to Korea soon. We all miss you, and your parents are dying to see you again."
The blonde shook his head. "I still have things to finish here. Oh! Before I forget!" Grabbing Haneul's sleeve, the man tugged the other oer to the couch, smiling happily. "Haneul, this is my charge and friend, King Balthazar. Bal, this is my best friend, Haneul."
The brunette narrowed his eyes at the king, visibly unimpressed. "This kid's a king? The king of what?" he pressed, obviously disbelieving his friend's claim. "The only king here is you, Eun-Ho, as the King of Idiots. This child is no king." He crossed his arms, already disliking the kid for being so delusional at such a young age.

The frog landed on the brunette's face with a sickening squish, the blonde beside him flinching as contact was made. The man closed his eyes before contact, and opened them slowly to glare at the frog that only ribbitted in reply. "Eun-Ho," he finally said, teeth grit and tone dangerous. He didn't move his hands, or really do anything other than glare daggers at the frog.
"Yeah?" Eun-Ho stifled a snicker, this entire scene too hilarious to ignore. "Wh-what is it?"
Haneul, however, didn't think it was quite as funny. "Get this f**king frog off of my face before I strangle all of you with its innards." His voice, calm and cool, held a tiny tremble in it, the only sign of his rage other than the glare.
The blonde pop star raised his hands to pull the frog off, only to find himself pushed away as the frog was yanked off and thrown to the floor. "You little brat!" He yelled, raising a foot to stomp on the frog before he was shoved away by Eun-Ho, who picked up the frog and set it carefully on a table.
"Don't blame the frog! You shouldn't have upset Bal, Haneul!" he scolded, standing between the angry bespectacled brunette and the amphibian. "Now apologize!"
"I'm not apologizing to him! He's a kid, I'm an adult!" scoffed Haneul, offended. But he was surprised when Eun-Ho kicked his shin hard with a determined gleam in his eye.
"Don't be so prideful. You both need to apologize for being so rude during your first meeting. Haneul, you should've been more polite. And Balthazar, you shouldn't have thrown a frog at him. Now, both of you apologize, or so help me, I'll get a belt and spank you both!" He crossed his arms, moving to the side so he could stare at them both meaningfully.

Haneul didn't say anything to the king's apology, only to find himself slapped across the face by his old friend. His eyes shot to Eun-Ho's face, who only made a small sound that urged him to apologize or suffer the consequences. Not wanting to deal with Eun-Ho being angry, the pop star sighed and uncrossed his arms, murmuring his own useless "sorry" that was obviously forced and filled to the brim with contempt.
That was good enough for Eun-Ho, though. He beamed at them, proud that he'd forced an apology, and stood behind the king, his arms draped around the boy's shoulders somewhat possessively. "Much better! Now you two can be friends."
Haneul was about to scoff, when Bal's words from earlier hit him. "Wait, you're fifty-six? Eun-Ho, you babo! You're sleeping with an old man trapped in a boy's body!" he cried, moving closer to smack his friend's head. His eyes glanced down to the boy when Eun-Ho released him, taking him to the side and starting to speak in Korean. "What the hell do you think you're doing, taking such a person to your bed? You've done stupid things before, you idiot, but this is a whole new level for you!"
"What do you mean, taking him to bed?" questioned Eun-Ho in Korean. "Balthazar, although he is older than me, is trapped in the body of a child. I couldn't do anything with him if I wanted to!"
"Ah! So you do want to!"
Eun-Ho stammered in an attempt to help himself. "Wait, Haneul, you've got it all wro-"
"That settles it," he interrupted, returning to English. "I'll be staying here, and in your room with you, Eun-Ho. Someone's got to protect the boy from your urges. Now go get my bags from the hall and put them in your room."
"B-but-"
"Now, you rebellious babo!" he barked, the blonde Eun-Ho shuffling away with the kind of look that said he had his tail between his legs. Once he was out of earshot, his friend returned his gaze to Balthazar. "As for you, I don't know why you're like this, but you better listen here: Eun-Ho is a sweet and very simple guy who will think the best of everyone and is too stupid to see any form of malicious intent, and if you're planning anything, king or not, I'll skin you alive and feed you to the crocodiles. Got it, pipsqueak?"

Haneul was taken aback when he heard Balthazar's mature response, but quickly regained his cockiness and smirked. "You'll make me pay? What will you do, throw another frog at me?" he laughed, sticking his hands into his back pockets and standing upright. "You're almost cute in how hard you try, King. But no matter how much you care about Eun-Ho, there's one thing you'll never be able to do."
The blonde walked back in, carrying several bags with him. He kicked the door closed, standing as he waited for Haneul to at least move to help. The brunette only grinned, walking over, grabbing his friend's cheeks and yanking him forward for a kiss on the lips. He pulled away after a second, grabbing the bags himself and shooting a smirk over his shoulder at Balthazar. "Thanks, babo," he said before going off to the bedroom that he suspected Eun-Ho had taken as his own.
The pop star stood completely still, lips still a little pursed. After a few blinks, he wiped off his mouth with a slightly disgusted face and growled. "Jerk! Keep that mouth off of me! God knows where it's been!" he shouted to Haneul before going over to Bal. "Hey, you look serious. Did that jerk say anything mean to you? Want me to beat him up?"

"Without a bath first?" Eun-Ho tilted his head, honestly not seeing that his charge was upset. With a small shrug, he knelt down and set two fingers beneath the boy's chin, tilting it up. He planted a sweet kiss on the king's forehead, pulling away and standing up. "Alright, if that's what you want. I refuse to sleep in a room with that assbite, though, so I hope you don't mind me coming to sleep in your room with you. Oh! I almost forgot!" Reaching for Balthazar's hand, the pop star started for Ellery's bedroom, opening the door and sweeping in a hand. "Here, this is where you'll be sleeping. I'll come in in a few minutes, so get dressed for bed. Here, you can wear this." The handsome blonde pinched the end of his shirt, pulling up and taking it off. He handed it to the king with a smile. "Hurry, now."