Lie (PJM x reader)

Chapter Seventeen

Taehyung strolled around the palace in search for y/n. He had not seen her since the night of the ball...or at least not had a proper conversation with her.

He did feel remorseful after all the events that took place that night but he felt like the wisest thing for him to do was give her space to think and breathe.

Even though she was not talking to him, he had heard the maids gossiping about how the Prince had given y/n the opportunity to leave the palace but she did not. They laughed at how she seemed so innocent but was actually very deceitful and greedy.

The Knight didn't like what they were saying about her.

Not one bit.

He had literally searched everywhere. He could not find her.

Taehyung did not really understand why he was so adamant about seeing her but the thought of y/n being angry or upset with him really worried him. He decided to check her bedroom one more time, even though he had checked like five times already.

He knocked on y/n's door but there was no reply. He tried again but it was the same result. When he was about to open it, he heard laughter.

Taehyung could recognize that sweet laugh anywhere.

It was y/n's laugh.

He followed the fits of laughter to Jimin's dressing room. Which made him wonder why y/n of all people would be in there. The door was slightly ajar, so he could peek in and see what was going on. He narrowed his eyes as he peered into the room.

Jimin was standing on a stool in front of the mirrors wearing a cloak, that looked too big to be his, with it's hood down but what caught Taehyung's attention was y/n. She was standing next to the prince's dressing table with a slice of bread in her hand.

"I really do not understand what you find so funny." Jimin frowned at y/n as she giggled.

"You! I find you funny!" She exclaimed with a wide grin. "The cloak is too big on you."

"I will have you know, this was my father's cloak." Jimin retorted back with a small pout. He did not think it looked that big.

"Then, you are very small compared to your father." Y/n smiled. Hyunjin stifled a laugh but soon kept quiet when Jimin threw him a subtle glare. Then it was quiet again as Hyunjin got to work and placed pins on the cloak to make sure it fit the crowned prince perfectly.

"How is the bread?" Jimin questioned with a small smile playing at his lips.

The (h/c) haired girl simply shrugged her shoulders, trying to tease him a bit. Her eyes met his teddy bear brown ones. It was filled with sadness. He wanted to hear how much she liked it. He wanted to hear her praise him for the recipe. He wanted her to compliment him. Y/n saw how much he wanted it as she sent him a dazzling smile, "I am joking. It is really delicious."

The compliment seemed to make Jimin's heart burst as a wide smile grew on his face causing his eyes to shut tightly. She wasn't too sure if he could see properly and y/n could not help but gush about how adorable he looked at the moment.

Taehyung frowned slightly as he watched the duo interact with each other. He did not understand why he felt such anguish in his chest as he watched y/n and Jimin together. There were so many questions going on in his head.

Why was the prince dressing up? Most importantly, why was he wearing a cloak?

Why is y/n in his dressing room?

Why is she being kind to him?

"She certainly is changing him." A deep voice from behind the black haired man said, which caused Taehyung to jump in shock. He placed his hand on his chest as his eyes collided with Namjoon's. He let out a sigh of relief.