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A Heart Without Color Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/35255668. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: NCT (Band) Relationship: Lee Jeno/Na Jaemin Character: Lee Jeno, Na Jaemin, Other NCT Member(s) Additional Tags: Royalty, Fantasy, Prince Na Jaemin, Fluff, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Loss of Virginity, Top Lee Jeno, Bottom Na Jaemin, Lee Jeno is Whipped, First Meetings, Sexual Tension, Pining, Smut, Age Difference Stats: Published: 2021-11-25 Completed: 2022-02-22 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 62441 A Heart Without Color by jaenosmaid Summary Lee Jeno has been raised as a soldier, chosen as the Lord Commander of feudal army, and just when he thinks there's nothing else he wants, he meets the sweetest boy in the world. AU where Jeno falls in love with illegitimate prince Jaemin, and decides he would protect him from everything.

The kingdom did have feudal armies, and King's Guards did nothing but being in the outskirts of Goldenrod, the imperial palace, to protect the royal family. "I am born to fight in the battlefield, there is nowhere else for me." "Don't be stupid, Jeno," she said, sending him a scrutinizing look of criticism. From the wavy locks of her hair to the glow of her eyes, she was the woman everybody lusted and wanted. It would have been such a disappointment for them to see she already had a lover, Eunbin, who was too possessive to even stand the idea of someone else touching her girlfriend. Jeno was somehow burdened with the duty of protecting Yeeun's dignity as if she wasn't the slyest and smartest person to ever grace the earth. "You're past thirty already. It's time for you to find a spouse and settle down." Jeno sighed, setting away the goblet and staring into her adamant eyes. Perhaps she couldn't realize how foolish it sounded, because this was the only way of life he knew. His parents dropped him by the military quarters and told him to learn how to become a soldier, and he did not let them down. They used to be poor peasants, trying to live by in a way, and he had been their only hope. Now thanks to his hard work and success, both his parents were residing in a beautiful castle overflowing with servants. It wasn't that he despised helping them or being a commander. Jeno was known for his intelligence and coldness in the army, for winning every battle and bringing victory. But the glory was all he knew. The exhilaration of seeing the enemy crushed and the cheers of folk that swelled his chest with triumph. Pretty maids that tried to get into his pants, which he accepted with delight because that's how it's. Life was about finding joy in mundane things. "You are intolerable sometimes, Nono," she said, using that silly nickname even though his soldiers called him Nightblade for piercing through men sharply even in the dark. While they all knew the strong man he had to be to command an army, Yeeun knew him since childhood, the spirits hidden deep down under his current armor. "Even if you will not accept the offer if he makes one, I will no longer keep you here. It's time to free yourself and live your life." "It's stupid. There is nothing else I want." Yeeun smirked smugly, winking at him with much intent. "You shall not know until you see it." Jeno shook his head, drinking up the red, then laid down on her bed to spend the night. Posing as her bedmate to keep perverted men away from her had been a good tactic, since no sane man would dare going against Jeno. He loved sleeping with her, to be honest, because her embrace reminded him of his mother's when he had been a child. When they would run out of charcoal and the house would freeze, yet his mother would have hugged him closely all night long for protection. Her warmth was what kept him alive for years, and he found a trace of it in Yeeun. In the morning, she woke him up with a strike to his forehead. If Jeno wasn't as strong as he was, he would have hit her back too, but those days stayed in the past. His mere hand could faint her. His soldiers greeted him with respect as he ordered them around to pick up their stuff, that they were to depart before noon. They steered clear of him and would never disobey any of his commands, which was quite beneficial. When he first landed this great title, some men did not submit to him. As Lord Commander, he had to put those who disrespected him in place, or the more would have resurfaced. To always remain brutal and steady in the military regimen was important. If he had let those men dog walk on him, it would have been his end, yet there he was, as the Nightblade, Lord Commander of the kingdom's biggest army. His squire Chenle found him on the path, saying his breakfast was ready in his private tent and that Donghyuck was waiting for him. It made him roll his eyes discreetly. "I told you to keep him away from my tent."
Chenle pursed his lips. "I was deceived, Captain. I beg your forgiveness." "Is his cock magical or something?" Jeno grumbled, shooting a look at the boy who flushed rosy all over. Considering his slight limp, the answer was obvious. Silly younglings. When he stepped into the tent, the first thing he noticed was the smell of fresh pastry and the beer that oozef off Haechan. The cunning man was one of the high officers of the military, definitely a soldier Jeno detested working with due to his tendency for sex and drink. Almost every person was addicted to these two, yet a man should be able to cater to his own desires for a greater purpose. Unfortunately, Lee Donghyuck wasn't a person like that. "You should be watching over the soldiers." "It's exactly what Renjun is doing, Cap," he claimed, stretching his limbs like a mountain bear. Sitting across from him at the small table, Jeno glared at the latter's feet, who pulled them away with a knowing laugh. "Good morning to you too, by the way. Aren't you enthusiastic about what's coming?" "It appears everybody but me has an idea about what's going to happen. Perhaps you guys are thinking too much." Donghyuck grimaced. "Perhaps you are too reluctant to let go of your current position. You are made to fight on the battlefield and kill men, aren't you?" "It's my job," Jeno responded, drinking up the rum in seconds, then swallowing a soft piece of bread. "I wasn't raised to watch over the palace and the king." "So you are going to refuse to join the King's army. I'm not sure if it's called stupidity or bravery." Jeno didn't say anything since none of them seemed to understand, fixing Haechan with a look. A soldier must carry out his duty to the bitter end, even when he grew loath to close his eyes, because everybody had their own destiny. His parents decided his fate when they gave him away to the military quarters to be forged. His sword shall shine under the sun with the blood of the enemy until the end of his life. A few pretty maids must warm his bed every now and then, letting him unleash his pent-up emotions by using their sweet holes. Those were the only things a soldier must know, and a Lord Commander should follow to the letter. They quietly sat for a while, eating and drinking, yet it was impossible to find utter serenity near Haechan. "I hope we won't stay for long in the capital. There is a possibility of King bedding us as well," Donghyuck said, giggling stupidly, still a little drunk. "Man has fucked every maid and even married woman in the city." Jeno raised a brow. "Is it really that bad?" "His wife is Queen Hyekyo, yet there is also this other woman, Lady Sohyun. They live in the palace all together as one big family." Jeno grimaced, tousling his short hair. It truly was horrible, yet people didn't care since Kings could do anything they wanted. "She also has a son, doesn't she? Was his name Jaemin?" Donghyuck nodded, eyes glinting devilishly. It was quite obvious he did his research for unknown reasons. "They say he is very lovely and pretty, that wealthy lords are begging to marry him instead of Princess Yerim. I would like to test if the rumors are true." "Stay away from the poor boy, Haechan," Jeno harshly stated, gazing into his eyes. "Do not try to fuck around with any of the royals. It would only bring your doom."