"Who is there?"
"Open the door," Jungkook orders impatiently as he stands outside Namjoon's door.
Namjoon looked around before he moved closer to the door, holding onto the knob. "Are you here as the King or Jungkook?" he asked, hesitating to open the door until Jungkook responded.
"Jungkook, now open the damn door."
Scratching his head, Namjoon opens the door but stumbles back immediately as Jungkook hits him in the nose with the back of his gun. In the presence of blood gushing from Namjoon's face, Jungkook slams the door and enters the suite, "I should give you more than that, but I am being-"
The words of Jungkook were cut short when Namjoon's fist struck his face, it busted his lip, and he staggered backward against the door, "what the fuck is wrong with you?" Namjoon yelled while he ran over to his kitchen to get napkins for his bleeding nose. The hit received from Jungkook caused an instant headache for him.
Jungkook wiped his hand over his mouth, spitting out blood from his mouth towards one of Namjoon's plants, as he walked to follow Namjoon into the kitchen, "still got a strong punch, I see."
"What the fuck is your problem?" Namjoon asked, throwing an ice pack at him while he applied one to his nose that he was still wiping away blood from. "You should be lucky I just put the kids to bed."
Jungkook said nothing as he took a seat by Namjoon's kitchen island and applied the ice pack to his jaw.
"What's up with you coming in here with a fucking gun and attacking me? Would you mind explaining this?"
"Seokjin, what the fuck happened with him during my absence?"
Namjoon rolled his eyes as he sat opposite Jungkook, "what the hell are you talking about?"
"There is no point in being dumb because you know exactly what I mean. Seokjin is getting a little crazy telling me that you are looking for a husband and that he can be that husband. Have you lost your fucking mind? Just now, I was so close to taking his life that you have no idea, so I need a play-by-play of what happened while I was gone!"
A confused look clouded Namjoon's face, "Jin told you he could be my husband?"
In response to Jungkook's standing up, Namjoon took a step back and raised his hands, "I do not understand what Jin was trying to convey here. I did exactly as you asked me to; there were no indications that he would be disloyal towards you, so hearing this is shocking. In truth, I ought not to be surprised that anyone would find me to be an upgrade over you. However, no matter how much we hung out while you were away and how much I kept him occupied, he didn't show any interest in me at all. In any case, he was more interested in the kids and cleaning my suite, and I honestly think he has an obsession with cleaning since I have a brand new closet setup –"
"He shared nothing with you about him and I or why I moved him to my room?"
"It was not common for him to speak a lot about you when he was around me. The only questions he asked were why you were away and when you expected to return. More than anything else, he wanted to learn how I chose the books for my library and if I had read them all. I showed him the kingdom garden on the west side, where he was surprisingly knowledgeable about all the flowers. I was shocked at how smart he was.
Even though I told him that he was the most beautiful flower in the garden, he did not seem amused one bit. Though I tried my best to flirt with him, he remained polite; I don't think he is the kind of guy who takes to flirting. He is a lot different than those around here, so if you don't like him after he has this baby for you, I would-"

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Slave to a King | Jinkook
FanfictionA story in which Kim Seokjin is sent to the King's quarters to service his needs and multiply his bloodline. Cover by: luvjooniedimples