Requested by @xXMusicalNerdXx

I changed it up a little, and made it a Prince AU bc why not

"What?" Connor snapped, Turing towards his mom. "Mom, no way. No fucking way am I going through with that." Connor tried to stand up from the conference table, but the guards stopped him.

His mom raised her arm, and they dropped their grip on Connor.

"I know you might not want to do this, but it's our only choice." Queen Cynthia  placed her head down, wringing them together anxiously. "We can't keep going on like this, Connor. We have to draw the line somewhere."

"So I'm being forced to marry my enemy? Wow, thanks mom. Couldn't choose Zoe?"

"Don't speak to your mother like that." King Larry commented, but Connor just scoffed at at him.

"You already know that Zoe is marrying the Beck kingdom." Cynthia tried again. When Connor didn't look at her, she pleaded. "Connor, please. Our kingdom needs this."

"Fine." Connor said, venom in his words. "Can I leave now?"

"Dismissed." King Larry waved him away.

"Of course." Evan mumbled, his voice small in the large room. "I'll do anything for the good of the, for the kingdom."

"Thank you, Evan. Thank you!" Queen Heidi took Evans hands, kissing them. "This will help so many people, Evan. Save so many lives!"

"I know." Evan weakly smiled. "No more, no more deaths. That's all that matters."

Heidi bit her lip, debating on what to say. "You will be leaving to meet with Connor for a week before the wedding so that you two may get to know each other better."

"So when do I leave?" Evan asked, already knowing the answer.

"Tomorrow." Evan sighed. "It gives you time to pack..." Heidi added, trying to lighten the mood. "And let's us get ready for the wedding over here."

"Thanks mom. I'll go... I'll go pack." Evan mumbled, walking out. He played with his shirt as he walked out. Heidi put her head in her hands, disappointed in herself that it had come to this point.

"Prince Evan, I can take your bag." Evan handed his luggage to the servant. "Thank you so much."

The servant was taken back by this. "Of... of course, sir." He took the luggage, already liking the prince despite what the other servants said.

"Evan!" A booming voice brought Evan back to reality, scaring him slightly. "I'm glad you made it safely!"

Evan smiled at King Larry. "Thank, thank you, sir."

"Connor, show Evan to his room." Connor groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Follow me." Evan played with his shirt, running to catch up with Connor.

"S-so, uh, we-"

"Shut up. I don't want to talk to you as much as you might think." Evan drew back, afraid to speak.

"This is your room. We're supposed to go on a tour of the castle, but I don't like you enough to do that. Good luck!" Connor smiled, clearly glad to get away from Evan.

Evan sighed, and glanced in his new room. It was decorated with a soft baby blue theme, and Evan instantly felt relaxed.

"Did you want a tour?" Evan jumped in surprise at the voice. "Oh, sorry. It's me."

The servant smiled. "So? Tour?"

Evan smiled. "Yes please. Only if it doesn't bother you!"

"Nah, it's all good." The servant started walking down the long hallway.

"Wait!" Evan ran to catch up. "I don't, I don't know your name?"

The servant stopped. "You... you care?"

"What do you mean?" Evan asked. "Of course I care. You're a, you're a human, who's going to help me."

"Oh. I'm uh, I'm Jared." Jared gave him a toothy smile. "The other servants are gonna love you."

"I hope so." Evan mumbled. "I'm already on my, on my husbands bad side."

"Connor? Oh he'll warm up to you. Trust me. He's just so engulfed in himself, but if your actually as nice as you are right now, he'll love you."

Evan smiled, his cheeks turning a soft pink. "That'd be nice."

It had been six days, and Connor still hadn't warmed up to Evan. Everyone in the kingdom loved Evan, except the man he was supposed to marry.

Anytime Evan would enter the room, Connor would conveniently have to go pee, and would never return. As a last ditch effort, his parents were forcing him to spend the night with Evan.

Jared wished Evan a silent 'good luck' as he closed the door, locking it behind him.

"So, uh-" Evan tried to start, but Connor cut him off.

"Leave me alone." Connor didn't look up from his phone. If he had, he would have seen the anger on the small boys face.

"You know what? No. No I will not." Evan snapped, forcing Connor to look up. His eyes widened as he realized how angry he'd made Evan.

"I've been more than nice to you. I've, I've tried so hard to be good. I told myself that I could do this, but you're just such an asshole."

Connor stayed silent, listening intently.

"Do you know how disrespectful you are? Honestly. Do you? Your main servant? What's his name?"

"I uh..." Connor racked his brain. "Steve?"

"Jared. His name is Jared. He's been working for you since you were five. He was five as well." Evan snapped. "He cares about you so much, and you don't even know his fucking name. Good job Connor! You've won the biggest asshole award!"

Connor tried to speak, but Evan cut him off. "No, you don't get to speak now."

Evan paced the room, Connor watching his movements. "Try spending a week in someone's house, with someone who won't even look at you without disgust on their face, and away from your family while your mom is getting ready for a wedding that you don't want to be in."

Evan sighed, running his hands through his hair. "You know Connor? I've liked you for a long time. But after this past week? I just." Evan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "I just can't." He couldn't breath anymore, falling to the ground. Tears fell down his face as he tried to hold onto something.

Connor held Evans hand. "Can I hug you?" Evan froze for a moment before nodding. Connor pulled Evan into a bear hug, whispering apologies into his ears. Evans crying turned to soft hiccups, holding onto Connors chest like it was the only thing holding him down.

"I'm sorry. We can make this work. I'm sorry." Connor mumbled as he felt Evan drift off to sleep. He carefully picked Evan up, and placed him gently on the bed. He laid down next to him, still holding Evans hands.

Connor placed a soft kiss on Evans temple, and smiled when he saw how peaceful Evan looked.

Shit. Connor thought. Maybe I actually do like him. Connor sighed. This makes the wedding easier.

He glanced back to Evan, and smiled softly. Maybe liking Evan isn't as bad as I thought.