Bumjoons

A hand in white lace gloves caressed several volumes of a favorite novel. The open window let the warm scent of a spring evening and savory baked goods into the family library, most likely coming from the windows below, where the cooks were busy preparing dinner.
A young man in white robes lay on the damp grass, reading aloud the tiny text on yellowed pages. Nearby, leaning against the hard bark of a tree, sat a man in armor, his head slightly bowed. Nearby lay a small bag containing his supper, which he dared not touch in the prince's presence, silently listening to the romantic story in the book.
Choi Beomgyu met this man by chance when he was taking his favorite horse for a ride and disturbed the knight's sleep with his own horse. He knew neither his name nor his face, nor had he even heard his voice. He only knew that in his free time, the man came under this oak tree to have a snack or simply rest.
At some point, the young prince noticed something odd about himself: he began finishing his French lessons earlier than expected, often skipping his evening horseback rides, and even on his day off, instead of reading with his older brother, he allowed himself to escape to an unknown person to read an unloved book with tremulous rapture or to sleep, feeling safe for the first time in the company of strangers.
"Why are you silent?" The young man tossed the book aside and rolled over onto his stomach, looking at the armor. "You're not taking it off because of me? And you haven't touched the food... Am I embarrassing you, should I leave?"

• Or, you're just afraid of me because I'm a blue blood.
  Silence and a grinding sound, and then an armoured hand extended before the young man, clutching a small pink flower in huge iron fingers.
• ...What are you saying, I'm not afraid. -
  As soon as the flower was in the stranger's well-groomed hands, the knight hesitantly reached for his helmet, pulling the hot weight from his sweaty head. Beneath the iron was a strikingly handsome man with expressive, bottomless eyes and plump, dry-chapped lips. "I am enchanted by you."