Lie (PJM x reader)

Chapter Eight

Y/n blinked at Yoongi as the words left his lips. She wondered why he would think so lowly of her. Does she look like a whore to him?

Jimin, on the other hand, was smiling at prince Yoongi. He wasn't happy that he had called y/n a whore but he was joyous at the fact that she had a tag.

His. Yoongi indirectly called y/n his. Even if she was a whore, he referred to the (e/c) girl as his whore.

"I am not his whore." She said with anger lacing her voice. All she wanted to do was let out the frustration she felt on the inside. She was angry that she could not speak with Taehyung. She was angry that she could not move around freely because she was trapped in this ridiculously huge castle. She was angry that prince Jimin had the audacity to smile at what he said and not defend her.

But she could not. As she recalled Jisoo's exact words.

"Lady y/n." The curly haired girl said quietly as she tightened the corset of her dress. "Please do not do anything to embarrass the prince."

She scoffed lightly. It's not like y/n was going to walk up to the prince of Frelk and slap him across the face. She wondered what Jisoo was worried about. Y/n took a liking to Jisoo, even though she was older, she felt relaxed and happy around her. She was like an older sister. "Do you believe I care about what happens tonight?"

Jisoo sighed, making the younger girl face her, "I am aware you do not but if you do anything that his highness would not like...you could be in serious trouble. And when I say you, I mean your older brother." The (h/c) haired girl listened to elder's words intently. She nodded her head lightly as her mind went back to her brother. "Just remember, please behave yourself."

And that is what she was doing.

When Yoongi heard the anger in her voice, he lifted his eyebrows in surprise. No woman had ever spoken to him like that. And for some unknown reason, he liked it. "My apologies, lady..." He was waiting for her to complete his statement. He suddenly recalled that Jimin had mentioned he had a guest, so maybe she wasn't his whore.

"Y/n." She briefly replied, her focus back on her food on her plate.

Jimin's eyes moved from Yoongi to y/n. The interaction between them was weird to him. He eyed Yoongi a bit, as he silently sliced through the ham on his plate. Namjoon grew wary of the silence and decided to speak up, "Prince Yoongi, I heard that your Coronation is next week."

"That is true. My father is extremely sick, on the verge of death if I may add. He wants me to take over as king as soon as possible. And my first act as king is to finally bring peace to our two kingdoms." The Prince of Frelk said before sipping his wine. Jimin scowled slightly. He honestly didn't want peace but he knew that Grogia was getting weaker by the day. "What about you Prince Jimin? When is your Coronation?"

"You should be aware that it is a month away. But I promise I will attend your Coronation, my friend." Jimin gave him a tight lipped smile.

Yoongi smirked a little, "Very soon, you will be referring to me as King Yoongi."

Everyone at the table chuckled except for y/n. She was getting uncomfortable. All she wanted to do now was go to sleep. Silently, the dinner passed by without her saying anything after the crude remark said about her. The table was filled with laughs and merriment as all the men interacted with one another.

"Why don't we celebrate the peace that is about to reign on the kingdoms?" Yoongi questioned, merrily eating his dessert.

"Are you suggesting a ball?" Jimin smiled at his thought. He hasn't been to a ball in a while. He could use a nice change of scenery. "That is a lovely idea. We shall invite only the high class citizens and if our neighboring kingdoms can make it, they can also attend it."