Love Is Selfish | JJK

Chapter VI: Sequestered Revelations

I woke up to fresh sunlight invading the room through the cracks in the curtains drawn together, and Jimin's arms wrapped delicately around me, hands on my bare ass as he pushed himself onto me. My own hands were tangled in his soft hair as I satisfyingly nuzzled myself against him. He made a low grunt as he turned onto his back and I placed my head on his chest, listening to the thumps of his heart beating.

Although Jimin and I aren't dating, in a way he feels like a boyfriend- someone whom I can always rely and depend upon, who's there to comfort me when I'm feeling down and make fun-filled memories together. Who'll love me unconditionally and just be by my side, whether it's as an endearingly annoying little pesk or an overly caring bubble of love and affection. He's that guy. Always was and hopefully, always will be.

Despite being so close—our relationship has never not felt platonic. I love him a lot, but not in the romantic love-of-my-life sense. So, I suppose we're just a rather weird case of friends-with-benefits with no strings attached. Horny Jimin's my sex partner. But the totality of him is someone far more dependable and trustworthy, someone as close as an SO.

Technically, Jimin's 'just another friend'. My mom and his were as close as twins, they'd been good friends ever since they were little kids and had lived as neighbours. When his mom got impregnated by some random idiot who used her for sex, they eloped and ran away from home but he left her as soon as she gave birth to their little boy. Meanwhile, my mum married the King in the last Selection and came to live at the palace.

A few years later, while pregnant with me, Mom got to know that Aunt was still alive along with her little boy Jimin, both of them making by in a little countryside cottage. Unable to bear the thought of staying apart from her after so many years, she convinced Jimin's mother to come stay at the palace and she was there when Mom died of Arrhythmia during labour. Ever since, Jimin's mom has taken care of me like I was her own and I call her Aunt out of affection.

Jimin turned over with another low grunt, body caging mine. Unable to bear his weight on me, I pushed him off and he rolled over to the edge and would have fallen off in his dazed state if I hadn't caught him in time. Stretching his arms with a loud yawn, he exhaled and came back to snuggle into me.

"Get off, we've got a long day ahead of us and I'm not gonna let you waste a moment of it lazing about."

"Now, I wouldn't exactly call this wasting, would I?" Why did he always have to be so fucking right. "Besides you know you want this as much as me," He continued, now trailing kisses along my collarbone.

I shook him off and managed to sit somewhat upright against the bed-stand and pulled him to me, leaving just a brief taste of me along his lips and getting up.

"I told you, big day ahead, I've got a LOT planned for us so now get your lazy ass off the bed, take a shower and meet me at breakfast in fifteen minutes."

"But that's too less," He protested. Sometimes I truly wondered if he really was twenty-five, the number of times I had to deal with his morning drowsiness not exactly helping.

"Well you better get up faster then. Chop-chop, come on."

He had just begun to rise when I realised someone was opening the door. God, Jimin really needs to lock it. It's too risky left like this, especially considering the consequences of getting caught. Rushing to cover my naked body with the covers, I barely managed to hide my bare bosom before my very own maid, Abigail walked in. Turning around quickly, she covered her eyes, evidently abashed.

Jimin on the other hand seemed quite unaware of our circumstances and was still struggling to sit straight, nonchalantly rubbing off the sleep from his eyes. I pulled him back down and shushed the yelp that erupted from him with my hand over his mouth. Carefully rising out of the covers while making sure that Jimin remained covered, I cleared my throat lightly. I wanted to hide beneath the covers too, but a future queen can't exactly run from responsibilities.

"Right so, what happened? Oh, and you can turn around. And uncover your eyes too." What if she told everyone about me and Jimin, we worked so hard to conceal this, we can't just let it all go down the drain all because of one reckless night.

"Yoongi's calling you down for breakfast. He also mentioned some 'important business' he needs to discuss with you in private. And Prince Kim said he'll be joining us in a day or so. Just thought you should know. And all the preparations for today are ready as well."

"Sure, I'll be down in a moment." Thankfully no threats. Yet.

"Of course, ma'am."

"And could you please knock before entering next time?" I said rather snarkily. I felt bad having to get up on my high horse to such a nice person as Abi but I had no choice, it was either be an ass just one time or risk expulsion from Illéa, with the media having a field day.

"O-oh." It was her turn to get flustered, her demeanour returning to the same way it was when she first saw Jimin by the bed naked.

"I'm extremely sorry about this. I promise, I won't tell anyone. I myself don't quite agree with the rules on celibacy and would like it...."

Suddenly realising that she was rambling about a certain annoying yet highly effectuated law, she took a quick breath and interrupted herself, "Don't worry, I won't tell a soul, it's none of my business."

"Thank you, it really means a lot to me." I gave a small smile, hoping she didn't think too badly of me after what I did, for she certainly went up in my estimation. We won't get reported and everything's gonna be fine, now if I can calm the heart that's about to jump out of my chest.

Letting the door close behind Abi as she left, I got out of bed, yanked the covers off Jimin and pulled him to the bathroom by his ear.

"You idiot, you nearly got us caught! Well, I mean we did get caught but thankfully not reported as long as Abi sticks to her word. Now get to bath, and don't make me come in there.

I had nearly left, slamming the door so hard the reverberations were still audible, and heard the sound of the taps turning on accompanied by Jimin's distinct shout, "And what if I want that?"

Deeming it unworthy of a response, I took out my clothes for the day and headed to the dressing room where I freshened up and changed, mentally preparing myself for the day ahead and the backlash I'd face from Father if he got to know about my plans.

No sooner had Jimin emerged fresh from his shower, wet hair dripping onto his towel than I had already left in a jiffy, both excited and anxious about my schemings. Not bothering to alert Jimin about my plans, I rushed out as quick as I could in high-heeled boots as I made for my next destination: The Athenaeum of Love - Leo Atilano's romances. 

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