Deleted Scene (Bu Bu Jing Xin)
Changmin and Kyuhyun drinking and discussing Junsu...
Changmin lounged on the chair opposite Kyuhyun’s, both drowsy and more relaxed than normal because of the wine they had been consuming steadily and the company which they knew would not judge them.
“On the trip, I saw Prince Junsu,” Kyuhyun spoke softly, knowing that this would be a sensitive subject.
The Qing Prince hummed but didn’t make a move, however his friend noticed the tension that suddenly filled the previously relaxed atmosphere. The royal avoided his friend’s eyes and fiddled with his wine flask.
“It wouldn’t work…”
“Is there no-”
Kyuhyun was cut off by a frustrated sigh.
“He is of the grasslands. He was raised on freedom and vast plains. If I brought him back here and placed him in a gilded cage would he survive?” Changmin’s voice was emotionless and hollow. “He is a gentle creature compared to the pretty wives of the Imperial court. They would eat him alive and he wouldn’t even realise what was happening. And Soojung… There is no way I would subject Junsu to having to be in the same household as that witch.”
“Changmin,” Kyuhyun let sympathy and understanding fill that word as he tried to think of words to comfort the other man.
“He was suffocate here. And I wouldn’t be able to live with myself watching him suffer. It’s bad enough with Qian-” Changmin stopped talking as emotion threatened to overwhelm him.
Kyuhyun remained silent but watched as his friend gulp down more wine, not in enjoyment like earlier but as a way to numb the pain and confusion.
“I couldn’t commit to him. He deserves better than me.”
Kyuhyun held his tongue and just watched, unable to find any words of comfort, as his friend drank long into the night.
Changmin lounged on the chair opposite Kyuhyun’s, both drowsy and more relaxed than normal because of the wine they had been consuming steadily and the company which they knew would not judge them.
“On the trip, I saw Prince Junsu,” Kyuhyun spoke softly, knowing that this would be a sensitive subject.
The Qing Prince hummed but didn’t make a move, however his friend noticed the tension that suddenly filled the previously relaxed atmosphere. The royal avoided his friend’s eyes and fiddled with his wine flask.
“It wouldn’t work…”
“Is there no-”
Kyuhyun was cut off by a frustrated sigh.
“He is of the grasslands. He was raised on freedom and vast plains. If I brought him back here and placed him in a gilded cage would he survive?” Changmin’s voice was emotionless and hollow. “He is a gentle creature compared to the pretty wives of the Imperial court. They would eat him alive and he wouldn’t even realise what was happening. And Soojung… There is no way I would subject Junsu to having to be in the same household as that witch.”
“Changmin,” Kyuhyun let sympathy and understanding fill that word as he tried to think of words to comfort the other man.
“He was suffocate here. And I wouldn’t be able to live with myself watching him suffer. It’s bad enough with Qian-” Changmin stopped talking as emotion threatened to overwhelm him.
Kyuhyun remained silent but watched as his friend gulp down more wine, not in enjoyment like earlier but as a way to numb the pain and confusion.
“I couldn’t commit to him. He deserves better than me.”
Kyuhyun held his tongue and just watched, unable to find any words of comfort, as his friend drank long into the night.