As Shinomi and Ren continued their passionate kiss under the starlit sky, the crowd began to break into laughter and playful whistles. Someone from the back called out loudly, "I think we should leave them alone now—this is about to get spicy!"
Another youth added teasingly, "Yeah! We're intruding on something sacred here!"
Laughter rippled through the crowd, and couples nudged each other with knowing smiles. A few even dramatically began to pretend they were covering their eyes, laughing as they turned around.
Ren finally pulled back from the kiss, his cheeks flushed bright red, and looked around at everyone with a mix of embarrassment and affection.
"You all don't have to leave!" he said with a grin, still catching his breath. "You stay and enjoy the party—we're the ones leaving."
The crowd laughed and clapped again.
Ren added more seriously, voice softening, "Thank you. Really. Because of you all, we can stand here proudly… We're here because of your voices. So tonight—celebrate for yourselves too."
Shinomi didn't wait another moment. Without warning, he scooped Ren into his arms bridal-style, drawing more whistles and cheers.
"W-What are you doing?!" Ren squeaked, flailing lightly in his arms.
"Stealing my fiancé," Shinomi said smoothly, already walking toward the waiting cart with a smug little smile.
"Where are we going?" Ren asked, still laughing.
"Rael's state," Shinomi replied. "Your father's out of town… no interruptions."
Ren's eyes widened. "Wait… Shinomi—"
Shinomi smirked. "I want to spend the night not as a prince, not as a noble, not as a soldier... just as your fiancé."
As they rode off, the stars above twinkled like they were giving their blessing. And behind them, the city kept dancing, singing, and celebrating the love that once dared not speak its name—now shouted freely from every rooftop.Here's a rewrite of that scene with a smooth flow and some natural dialogue:
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As they stepped inside the palace, Shinomi couldn't contain himself any longer. Without warning, he pressed his lips to Ren's, their bodies tumbling together as they bumped from wall to wall in a whirlwind of passion. Finally, they came to a stop in a dimly lit corner, where Shinomi's kisses drifted down to Ren's neck and along his jawline.
Ren's breath hitched as he heard footsteps approaching, followed by a sharp thud. His eyes snapped open to find his sister standing a few feet away, arms crossed, watching them with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
Ren quickly tried to pull Shinomi away, but Shinomi wasn't about to let go. When Ren's gentle protests failed, he resorted to lightly punching Shinomi's arm until the older man finally relented.
Their sister stepped forward, smirking. "I know you two are a couple, but this is the palace — you should save that for your room. You're lucky I showed up early, and that Father's still on his way."
Shinomi let out a mock groan. "That old man never lets me be alone with Ren."
Their sister winked. "You can keep going—Father doesn't know Shinomi's still here. Just sneak out tomorrow, or the three of us might be dead."
Ren and Shinomi exchanged a knowing look, and Ren whispered, "Deal."Here's the continuation from that moment:
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Ren let out a soft laugh, the tension breaking between them. "You're really the only one who can keep us in check."
Shinomi smirked and brushed a stray lock of hair from Ren's forehead. "Guess that makes you lucky. Otherwise, I'd never leave your side."
Their sister chuckled. "Just don't make it too obvious. Father's temper isn't the only thing you should worry about."
Ren nodded, still feeling the warmth of Shinomi's hands against his skin. "We'll be careful."
Shinomi leaned in and whispered in Ren's ear, "But tonight... let's make the most of what time we have."
Ren's cheeks flushed, but he smiled, heart fluttering. They slipped away quietly, heading toward their rooms, ready to cherish every moment before the inevitable rush of duties and politics pulled them apart again.
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