#we ball i guess ✌🏼🥲

[carlos-tk]

two days into the new year and i’m already crying over something or rather

[shespeaksinsongs]

🐇 Draco and y/n are the prince and princess of enemy kingdoms. Could you please do something like Draco being jealous and finally confessing to y/n?

I'm sorry, I'm not good at summaries ✌🏼🥲

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It's okay, I think I got what you meant! Hope you like this!! It's a little long and I realize I haven't been putting cuts and it's probably really annoying for everyone who has to scroll, so sorry about that!! This was not proof-read!

Her lips were on his, but it wasn't because she wanted them to be. She needed them to be. This was the one way their kingdoms wouldn't fight.

Draco's fists balled up as he watched Cormac practically devour the princess, not having the slightest amount of gentleness at all, whatsoever.

"Do we," Y/N said in between each sloppy kiss Duke Cormac gave her, "have to do this in front of everyone?"

Cormac rolled his eyes as if she was being a nuisance. "How else will they know you're mine?"

"They'd know she's yours if you stopped treating her like a fucking object and looked her in the eyes when she talked." A silky voice said from behind Y/N - one she recognized too quickly for her taste.

Y/N turned around and quickly looked at the Prince that stood before her up and down. "Prince Draco." She said softly, curtseying.

"Princess." Draco offered, bowing down and kissing her hand.

Their kingdoms had been at warfare for the past few years. As a result, Draco and Y/N never had shared interests until they'd met just a few months prior to this interaction.

"Cormac." Draco said coldly, nodding his head as Cormac rolled his eyes again.

"Princess, I think it's in your best interest to come with me so we can discuss... business." Draco said, narrowing his eyes at Cormac.

Y/N really would have rather been in her own kingdom, working on her speech, but since she had to choose between the two, she chose the one who didn't kiss like his tongue was made of rubber.

As the prince led the princess away, he began asking questions. "Why him?"

"What do you mean?" Y/N asked absentmindedly, thinking about how quick he saved her from such an uncomfortable moment.

"Why did you choose him?" Draco reiterated his question, his eyes fixed on Y/N's.

Y/N shrugged slightly, her hand holding onto Draco's extended arm. "I didn't." She said, sighing. "It's in our kingdom's best interest to do business with his. This is just one way I could think of to ensure they don't leave us and become your ally." Y/N said, looking up momentarily to see the look on the blond's face.

He smirked and stuffed down a laugh. "Am I your enemy, Princess?"

Y/N smiled but didn't let it show too much when she put on a smug look. "Hm, I believe so."

Draco and Y/N walked through the halls of the big castle before Draco finally spoke what had been on his (and Y/N's mind). "Y/N, why don't you just surrender?" He asked, stopping in his place and turning to speak to the princess.

Y/N's face twisted as she began to think of what to say first. "Surrender? After all my kingdom has been through-"

"I'm not talking about your kingdom, Princess." Draco said. "Surrender to me." He elaborated, looking down at Y/N anxiously.

Y/N looked at her shoes as thoughts reeled in her mind. "I don't know, I guess I've just never thought of you like that before."

"Before?" Draco questioned, quirking a brow.

"Well, now..." Y/N said as Draco carefully backed her onto a wall.

"Now?" Draco went on, trailing his words to tease her.

"Now I'm beginning to see you a little different." She spoke softly before his lips were on hers, providing the relief both of them were seeking that night.