Myosotis (yoonmin) ON HOLD

Chapter fīftīene

[Very long chapter :D ]

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The day after, when Jimin opened his eyes and his body covered in blankets bathed in the seeping sunlight through the window, it seemed like he couldn't recall the horrific events of the day before.

Unlike his other panic attacks, this one, the one who was witnessed by all, seemed to have slipped out of the prince's mind. So, when he turns his head to the side, his left cheek pressing into the softness of his white cushion, he smiles upon seeing his husband soundly asleep next to him. 

He can't help but to caress Yoongi's cheek, but when his thumb comes in contact with the pale skin of his husband, he frowns when feeling a wetness on his finger. Now that he more clearly looks at him, he notices the remnants of what most definitely are tears on the other's cheeks. He can't remember an event that would have caused his husband to become this emotional and only the thought of Yoongi crying while he is unknown to his sorrow, pains the prince immensely.

He retracts his hand and instead uses it to get rid of the blanket that was draped onto his body. While making sure he doesnt wake his husband from his slumber, Jimin decides to perk up their morning by preparing a breakfast for the both of them himself. Shoving his feet in his woolen slippers, the prince tip toes his way out of their chamber with his nightgown still on. He knows it doesn't take long before Yoongi awakens when he notices the absence of his body beside him. 

The thought of surprising his husband like this makes a rush of energy run through the prince's body.

In a flash, Jimin arrives at the doorstep of the kitchen, where cooks and maids are already wrapped up in their preparations for breakfast for the royal family. It is why it takes a minute or two before the first maid notices the prince's presence. ''Oh, good morning, my prince.''

After the first greeting, many swiftly follow, making the presence of the prince clear to the surprise of many. ''Good morning, my prince.'' Jimin notices how the black apron of the head cook was dirtied by flour. ''I hope I didn't disturb your work, Lucardo.'' 

The cook immediately bows again, ''Absolutely not, my prince. I am just curious what has brought the prince here in my kitchen.'' He chuckles lightly, making Jimin do the same. 

''I hoped you could help me with preparing a breakfast for my husband.'' The cook smiles again, he is not much older than Jimin himself, although Jimin is able to distinguish a couple of grey hairs in between his black strands. He reminds himself to tease the cook for that another time. 

''What do you have in mind, Jimin?'' ''Nothing too much. I just hope you have some tangerines left.'' The cook immediately turns around to point to the newly filled basket full of freshly plucked tangerines. ''Splendid!'' Jimin beams.

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''Four eggs you said, right?'' The cook nods before he proceeds to mix the various fruits in the mixer. ''The smoothie is almost done, my prince.'' ''Amazing!'' Jimin squeals in delight, his smile not leaving his face as he proceeds to mix the combination of flour, eggs, the juice of the tangerines and sugar together in a silver bowl. 

''My husband will be in so much joy when he sees this, Lucardo.'' The cook smiles in his direction. ''Of course, my prince. only a fool would dislike this.''

Jimin carefully proceeds to pour the batter into the bundt pan and beckons one of the maids to place the pan in the oven. The prince anxiously looks at the clock, 9 o'clock it shows, meaning that it was just a matter of time before his husband would make his way downstairs.