Mi Amor✔️

8

“Your Majesty Miss Y/N is here to meet you.” The soldier announced your presence to him. “Send my Mi Amor in. She doesn't need any permission to visit me.” His voice was cold, reminding the guard you were his love. “But your Majesty, you were the one who warned me to not let anyone inside.”

Bowing his head he convinces the King to spare him. Jimin huffed and excused him to go. “Hey Jimin” “hi” his cheeks tinctured red. Perhaps, remembering how he held you in his embrace the previous week. Crying like a baby in your arms. When it should have been you crying and him consoling.

“Are you busy?” Glancing at the papers scattered on his desk you ask. “No I'm not, is there anything you wanna say?” He didn't wanna leave you hanging because of his never ending work. “Liar, it's obvious you're lying. Want my help?”

He debated with himself for a moment. Agreeing to your offer. You take a seat opposite him, scanning the sheets attentively. “How I wish you would sit on my lap instead? While I admire your face, flirting with you gleefully.” He groaned mentally at his perverted thoughts.

Taking an occasional glimpse at your figure. You knew he was staring at you. However you chose to keep quiet and let the male continue his sneaky actions. Two hours later and you swore your hips and spinal cord were close to getting contused.

“How can you do these loads of work all in a day? This is tiring. I suggest you hire someone to lend you a helping hand. You'll be healthy and stress free.” Jimin giggled, handing you a glass of water.

“I don’t do all this work at once, it takes me a week to complete it. I won’t lie the way you were immersed in those papers was so fascinating. Why don’t you immerse yourself in my eyes or on my handsome face?”

He quickly muttered a short prayer to God, hoping you didn’t curse at him. But what he heard next left him dumbfounded. “You're such a flirt, King Jimin.” Passing him a smile you hand him the papers neatly arranged. “I would be happy to help you, if ever you're stressed with that paper thing. Feel free to commence me in your chamber.”

His pupils dilated. Heart thumping unevenly. “Did she just accept my flirtatious acts? Holy Lord! This is my first ever victory to make Mi Amor mine.” He slowly squealed seeing you were admiring his blant chamber.

“My brain is smart. I didn't frame her portraits here. Imagine the level of embarrassment I’d be facing right now for my creepy stalker actions?” Jimin cringed at the thought of you finding out about his occasional midnight night trips he had to your room.

“Y/N would you like to do something interesting with me?” He was sad to have not lent you a helping hand in finishing those files. “Sure where are we going?” Jimin hesitantly offered you his hand. You inhaled a deep breath closing your eyes, placing your hand in his. Jimin sighed relieved.

Walking hand in hand in the palace. People eyed you both, suppressing their shocked gazes and eager words about to rebel off their tongues. “Do you want a second queen?” He halts in his steps looking at you, his heart clenched seeing the pain in your eyes.

“A person can love once or twice, but he can never love two individuals at the same time. If he has it only means one thing. He’s failed to love either of them. Why do I need a second wife when all my heart and soul craves for is only you? No matter how many women I come across you shall always outstand them.”

“You're my Mi Amor and the only lady I’ve ever laid eyes on. Everything related to you excites me. Believe me, this ain’t lust that I have towards you. It’s much more than love. A feeling that I’m scared of myself.”