King Yoongi bends down and grasps Tiana's hands tightly. She sucks in her breath and pulls herself back when his cold hands touch hers. Yoongi pulls Tiana's hands back to him.
"Listen hear, princess. You do what I say. If I say stop, you stop," the King says.
His dark eyes bore into Tiana's making her feel smaller inside.
The King opens up Tiana's hand and runs his finger along her hand. His finger traces the outline of her hand, the bump of her knuckle, and the creases on her palm. It takes every muscle in her body to not snatch her hand from his as if he burned it with acid.
"I told you to stop because you could have hurt yourself," King Yoongi says.
He closes her palm and checks her other hand.
"You're lucky you didn't get any cuts," he says.
The King puts Tiana's hands into her lap.
Tiana exhales the breath she was holding the entire time he was caressing her hands. She brings her gaze up to the man, who stares into her soul, and looks past him.
"S-Sorry about the --" Tiana asks.
"Look at me when you speak," the King commands.
Tiana feels like the littlest things she does will cost her her life. She can die from not speaking loud enough, not looking at him when she speaks, breaking things, and who knows the other little reasons but him.
Tiana's eyes dart to the King's dark ones.
"Sorry about the teapot. How can I repay you?" Tiana asks.
She scolds herself for allowing her guilt to get a hold of her tongue.
The King sighs as he tilts his head to the side and clicks his tongue. Each click matches the beating of Tiana's heart, fast-paced.
"Ah," he says while straightening his neck. "Your. Life."
A panicked whine escapes Tiana's throat.
Her eyes grow big as the tears begin to make their way to the surface of her eyes. She shakes her head while mumbling "no" to convince herself that she did not hear him right. The tears blind her vision and she pats at her eyes to clear her vision.
A hand grabs her wrist when she goes for her eye again to wipe the tears away.
"God, please don't have it be true," she thinks.
Soon, someone is wiping away her tears. When her vision clears up, she is looking back at a smirking King Yoongi, the face she wishes her tears would make blurry again. She snatches her face from his thumb that rests below her eye.
His smirk widens and turns into a grin.
"I was joking. You'll be pouring tea for me for all of my meals...in front of me," he says.
Tiana grits her teeth and pries her wrist from his hand that holds onto her like a shackle.
"You're crazy," Tiana says as she springs to her feet.
The words come out forced.
Tiana limps her way to the door and before she can pass the King, he is snatching her back. He turns her around by her wrists with one hand as if they are handcuffs that have been put on too tight. Tiana tries to wiggle herself away from him, but her struggles don't make him loosen his grip. He pulls her so close to his chest that their chests are millimeters from being pressed against each other.
Tiana glares at his chest as she shakes in fear and frustration.
"If you're going to glare at me, look me in my eyes, princess," he sneers.
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Unforeseen
Fanfiction"I want her," The blonde-haired man says. He points a long pale finger at Tiana. Agust D leans against the wall with a foot propped up. "She's not for sale, Yoongi," he responds. He gives the man a lazy look. "It's King Min Yoongi to you!" The man s...
