A Royal Mess || Taejin

Chapter 14

"You'll write to me everyday, alright?"

"Ofcourse, I will."

"And dream about me every night?"

"That goes without saying, silly."

"You won't let anyone court you, okay?"

"Well. . .I am not so sure about it-"

"Seokjin!"

"Oh, you are such a child!" Seokjin said while he pinched Taehyung's cheeks.

"I'm being serious, my Prince," Taehyung said, his cheeks bunching up on either sides from pouting.

Seokjin squealed inside his head but immediately felt sorrowful because he couldn't be able to witness those lips curving into the most adorable smile, those cheeks blushing a pretty shade of red and those eyes twinkling with joy for God knew how long.

"I will miss you so much, Taehyung." Seokjin said quietly, his one hand on Taehyung's cheek while the other rested on his shoulder.

"And I will miss you. . ." Taehyung replied in a don't whisper as he put his hand over Seokjin's one which was on his cheek and leaned into his gentle touch.

"I wish I could squeeze you in my trunk and hide u in my room," Seokjin said playfully with a small smile.

"I wouldn't mind being in your room." Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows and pulled Seokjin closer by his waist.

"Mhmm? Why is that so?" Seokjin asked suggestively.

Taehyung's lips inched close to his ears and whispered, "So I could do this. . ."

His hands glided down and groped Seokjin's globes, kneading them slowly, in a way that made Seokjin's senses soar up high. One of his hands began caressing Seokjin's waist while his lips attacked attached themselves to Seokjin's neck.

"Oh, Taehyung~"

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Seokjin shifted uncomfortably on his seat inside the royal carriage. Who knew Taehyung would not spare a single ounce of mercy to Seokjin's bottom right before the night for his departure? And not to mention that the path down the slope was quite bumpy.

"You look constipated, son." The king noted. "Do you need some medicine?"

Seokjin shook his head and looked out of the window.

"Seokjin, I need to talk to you, son."

Seokjin's head snapped towards his father, his eyes widened in shock. Not only did his father spoke in a tender voice, but he referred to him as son. Seokjin wondered if he was fully awake or if making love with Taehyung was causing him to hallucinate.

"Y-Yes, Father?" Seokjin responded.

It was only the two of them in the carriage while his sisters and mother were in another carriage.
The king sighed. His eyes searched Seokjin's face for a while before they shifted to the scenery outside the window.

"I have been a terrible father," the king started to speak. "I was forced into marriage young. My father wanted to hand me the reins of his kingdom because his body was growing frail everyday for a disease unknown. I married your mother, the only daughter of a Duke with whom my family had good ties. Shortly afterwards, your Jennie noona was born, followed by Rose, Lisa and finally Jisoo and you. I had to look after my people as well as handle your mother in her time of pregnancy. I never got time for myself. So I never truly felt that pull towards my children."

"It is not any one of your fault, it never was. I should have accepted my fate earlier but I refused. Once I had the kingdom overall in control, I started to live for myself but I was too selfish. I forgot my responsibilities of a father. I neglected your sisters and you. . ."