Dimensions || taekook

Chapter 7

"Hey, you okay?," Jungkook whispered as he followed Taehyung out of the throne room, sensing that something was going on with the prince as his body language was highly uncharacteristic.

Instead of holding his head up high and proud, it was lowered towards the ground as if he did not wish to meet anyone's eyes. Adding to that, his hands were not folded neatly in front of him or gripping Jungkook's biceps, instead, they were clasped tightly together and his fingers kept twisting and fiddling with each other as if he was extremely nervous. The blueberry-haired male seemed so immersed into his own unsettling world that he didn't even answer Jungkook's question at all.

With a frown, the brunette decided to follow him quietly to let him deal with his emotions alone for a while, only deciding to speak when Taehyung had opened the doors to his chambers and the two of them were left completely alone.

"Taehy-- Prince Taehyung?" Finally, the prince's head snapped towards him, his gaze dreary and filled with many different emotions.
"Are you that scared of your dad?" Taehyung froze, sitting on his bed and looking quite miserable, as if he had just gone through five breakups. Resisting the urge to sit himself right next to him, he remained standing in front of the fancy canopy bed.

"I am not afraid of him. At least most of the time. He has his reasons to speak to me in such manners and I understand that. I..." He took a deep breath and fisted his bedsheets as if he was making the toughest decision of his life. "I just cannot imagine getting wed to a woman. And I cannot comprehend why. My brothers seem thrilled at the imagination, why am I the only one who feels discomforted at the bare thought? I am eighteen!," he exclaimed, his voice coming out thin and rather quiet.

Jungkook paused, thinking for a while. But then, a thought suddenly struck him and with an enlightened gasp, he sat himself next to him and looked at him tranquilly. "Taehyung, have you ever considered the possibility that you might be gay?"

For a while, there was silence. Taehyung tilted his head in apparent thought, taking almost half a minute to answer. "What does that mean?"

The brunette's eyes widened. "You--You don't know... You were never taught? Damn, that's harsh." He thought hard of how to explain. "So, let me get this straight. You don't want to marry a woman?" After a while, the prince shook his head, clearly avoiding his gaze.

"You never found any women attractive?" Again, he thought for a while. "Well, I would not say that. My mother is one of the most beautiful women on earth. And my sister surely is too, I have always envied her for her beauty and grace." Jungkook laughed lightly.
"No, I don't mean that kind of attractive. I mean more like, romantically attractive. Sexually attractive. That kind of attractive that makes you want to do things with someone. Makes you feel things. You see what I mean? Think about it again, clearly."

Taehyung seemed to take his orders and think about it deeply. He then shook his head. "N-No, I have never felt that way. Not about my sister's lady friends, not about all the princesses that have visited this castle. Oh, good heavens. What if that makes me an abnormity? Am I an abnormity, Jungkook? This is mad, I am certain I am simply too young and must mature properl--" The brunette interrupted his panicked ramble by laying a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"Hey, calm down. I know exactly how you feel. I used to feel like this too and I wasted so much time and patience just lying to myself and repressing my own emotions. I don't want you to go through the same thing so it's best you listen to me. Whatever you feel and whoever you love, there's nothing wrong with you," he spoke soothingly, feeling the prince's gaze on him again.

"Really? You felt like this too? How did you mature so quickly? Teach me! I will get myself to feel drawn to women soon, then, right?" Jungkook sighed, grabbing the other's hands and turning a little so they were now completely facing each other.