❝ What brings you to where I bath, my boy? ❞ She leans in closer to him staring deep in his eyes as if she was trying to see the truth in them.
He didn't take time to respond,
❝ ...you. ❞
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➳ Romance / Comedy / Drama / Fantasy ✦
➤ Ancient Egypt AU...
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CHAPTER 05 ──
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The swear...
It was Korean...
He was saved.
Seokjin sat on a chair in the open space of the palace's garden. A table rest in front of him as he silently looks down doing nothing but having his palms over his thighs as he rubs them in worry.
This was really ancient Egypt, since there were numerous dancers dancing around him wanting him to look at them. There was a fireplace in an area that lit up the starry night. He could see the moon high above mocking him because of his fate.
The food had just been kept over the tables, when he was told he'll have to be there earlier than the pharaoh. He looked innocent albeit the truth was, he wasn't. His eyes were down trying to avoid all the ladies who wore revealing clothes merely for the night.
This is called feast?
He couldn't digest the fact that there were numerous eyes on him. People that were trying to appear as if they didn't care who he was, when they did. There was no one else except some men that stood on guard over the entrance that he had entered from in the garden and some dancers that were in all of his directions. They did the cultural ancient Egyptian dance while swaying their bodies. They're sexy as heck but he did his best to be respectful and innocent for his non-existent crush. A fact he realized was she didn't exist in this time. He sighs thinking about it.
The man who he had swore on earlier stood beside him with his hands behind his back and chest heaved up.
Seokjin turns to his direction squinting his eyes unconsciously because of the slow winds passing by, "What's your name?" He had his hand over the table as he waited for the guy's reply.
