FORCED TO MATE | TAEKOOK ✓

forty eight.

Taehyung was sweating.

Not in the kind that makes you feel nice and productive after a long workout, limbs slightly sore but feeling stronger.

No, this was the kind that made him want to rip his hair out and cry out in frustration simultaneously.

His forehead felt gross and sticky with sweat as he walked around the palace garden, clipboard in hand as he watched one of the hired help put down one of the many floral arrangements.

He felt himself slightly relax when the arrangement was placed in the perfect spot, soft sigh leaving his lips as he thanked the men and checked off the last arrangement on the list.

He hadn't realized someone had come up from behind him until a hand was placed onto his left shoulder, startling him and making him jump in surprise.

"Relax darling, come on. That was the last of it, let's go get you ready."

Jimin reassured him, taking the clipboard from Taehyung's hands and lacing their fingers together before beginning to drag him away.

Taehyung smiled softly as he let himself be dragged away, following after Jimin like a child as the prince made his way up to the king's chambers.

Upon entering his bedroom, Taehyung frowned at the realization that Jeongguk was nowhere to be found.

"Where is-?" He began softly, brows furrowed in confusion because Jeongguk had specifically taken time off for the big day tomorrow.

"He's staying in the guest quarters." Jimin spoke as he let go of Taehyung's hand and picked up one of the many duffel bags he had placed by the nightstand.

He began making his way into the bathroom, leaving Taehyung alone in the room momentarily before the sound of water running filled his ears.

"Is it because of what he told me earlier?" Taehyung sighed softly as he watched Jimin reappear and begin ushering him over to the bath.

"He is trying to be a gentleman, that's all." Jimin murmured lightly as he turned around the second Taehyung began removing his top.

Taehyung fumbled with the button on his pants before sliding them down his legs quickly along with his underwear.

He slipped into the warm bubble bath with tense shoulders, muscles instantly relaxing as he rested his arms against the edge of the tub.

"I told him he didn't have to." He frowned, recalling Jeongguk telling him he didn't want them to see each other before the wedding day.

Of course the omega had insisted he didn't mind sleeping together the night before but the alpha had been persistent in his idea.

Something about it being tradition and he wanted to wait to see Taehyung until he was walking down the aisle.

"Well would you not agree that the anticipation is better? Waiting to see each other until the big moment?" Jimin hummed, grabbing a soft cloth and beginning to massage Taehyung's shoulders.

"Perhaps," he mumbled in agreement, still slightly pouty when Jimin asked him if Seokjin had come by earlier that day like he had promised.

He had brought everything he needed to prepare Taehyung like the first time, much to the omega's dismay when the waxing strips came out.

"Someone will bring your dress first thing tomorrow morning." Jimin informed him, lathering shampoo into his hands before massaging it into his scalp.

"Thank you, Jimin," Taehyung mumbled lightly, nearly falling asleep in the bath as Jimin washed his hair with a fond smile on his lips.

"Anything for you." He replied almost immediately, making Taehyung's heart flutter for just a moment.