The Ugly Duckling [Jinkook, Minjoon, Taegiseok]

39: Proposition

Ages: (imma just say from now on these are estimations since I've started getting them wrong consistently half way through the story)

Seokjin and Yoongi: 22

Hoseok: 21

Namjoon: 20

Jimin and Taehyung: 18 (or is it 19? Who knows lmao not me)

Jungkook: 17 (yall when I changed Namjoons a few chapters ago this should have been changed as well. I'm so dumb lmao thanks mitakondri for pointing it out bc I would have never noticed. I knew there was no way i could have left him this young for so long)

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Hoseok was stationed in the throne room when a messenger arrived, bringing surprising news.

"Sir Hoseok, you have been summoned to the kingdom of Daegu."

"What?"

Hoseok frowned, confused.

"Prince Taehyung and Prince Yoongi wish to speak with you."

Hoseok had never been filled with such dread at the sound of a single sentence.

Was he in trouble? Did they hate him? Oh god, he'd slept with both of them! One while they were engaged and the other after they married! He was a homewrecker! Of course they hated him.

He was going to be prosecuted, thrown in jail, demoted from his high position as a royal guard...

Hoseok followed the messenger to a carriage and started on his way to Daegu, slowly dying of dread and anxiety.

Yoongi was his first love, and Taehyung had been there for him at his lowest... had treated him softly when he had been lonely and touch starved.

He didn't think he would emotionally be able to handle them telling him they hated him, or were disappointed, or that he was banned from Daegu and they never wanted to see him again.

All of which he slowly convinced himself they were going to tell him once he arrived.

The slowest hour ever finally ended and the carriage pulled into the castle entryway.

A guard from Daegu opened the door to the carriage and offered a hand to help him out. He blushed from the special treatment, confused. He usually opened the door for royals.

Slowly, Hoseok accepted the hand held out to him and stepped down from the carriage. He let go of the hand and slowly followed the guard into the castle.

When he passed the throne room and the guard kept going, Hoseok became more confused, if that was even possible.

Eventually, they arrived at Taehyung and Yoongi's bedroom.

"Excuse me...? Why are we here?"

"You have been summoned for a private meeting. Prince Taehyung thinks the throne room is not a private enough area."

The guard then proceeded to knock on the door and step back.

Taehyung opened the door and smiled when he saw Hoseok.

"You made it! Come on in!"

Hoseok shuffled inside.

"Hobi!"

Hoseok turned to Yoongi in surprise, as Yoongi threw himself into a hug. Wasn't Yoongi mad at him?

"Hi?"

"Happy birthday, Hobi! I'm so sorry I wasn't there to celebrate with you!"

"It's fine," Hoseok smiled uncomfortably, pulling away from the hug in confusion. "I heard you guys needed to talk with me?"

"Oh, yes," Taehyung nodded, closing the door. "We have a proposition for you."

"A proposition?"

"Yes," Yoongi nodded, pulling Hoseok to the bed to sit down. "We were wondering if maybe you wanted to..."

"If I wanted to what?"

"If maybe you'd like to..." Yoongi trailed off and turned to Taehyung, red in the face and shy.

"Oh, for heaven's sake," Taehyung rolled his eyes and turned to the very confused guard. "We wanted to know if you'd be down for a threesome."

Yoongi hid his red face in his hands, appalled by how straightforward Taehyung can be.

Hoseok froze, speechless. His mouth opened... then closed again. Then opened again... then closed again.

No words.

"I'm sorry, I think I must have heard you wrong..."

"You don't have to answer us right away," Taehyung licked his lip, looking around as if he just realized how indecent his question was. "But Yoongi and I were thinking that this king sized bed has room for one more."

"Oh, god," Yoongi wailed, wanting the ground to swallow him. "This is so much more awkward and vulgar than I imagined this would be."

"I don't think I quite understand," Hoseok frowned, although he got the basic meaning behind the message. "Did you want me as a personal guard like before?"

"No." Taehyung shook his head. "Yoongi wants to be spit roasted."

Yoongi gasped and punched Taehyung. "That was your  idea!"

Hoseok almost shut down mentally, the mental image of Yoongi between him and Taehyung in that way burned in his brain. He had to admit, it sounded really hot.

"A-are you sure? I'm not a concubine and guards aren't allowed to become a concubine..." Hoseok frowned, the tips of his ears giving away his embarrassment and the slight sparks in his eyes giving away his interest.

"No one has to know," Taehyung smirked, knowing he had peaked Hoseok's interest. "It'll be our little secret."

"Would... would it just be a one time thing?" Hoseok asked, hesitantly. He knew he already had growing feelings for them, and if he agreed to this only to be left after, he'd be crushed.

"Our intention was for the three of us to be together," Yoongi answered. "But if you just want a one time thing, then I guess--"

"No! No... um..." Hoseok pushed his hair back and looked away. "I'd rather not do any more one time things with either of you."

"Perfect," Taehyung smiled, almost evilly. "Sir Hoseok, would you like to be our boyfriend?"

Hoseok blinked rapidly, not believing his ears.

All this happened so fast.

Did this even happen or was it all a dream?

He pinched himself, hoping it was discretely.

Ow. 

Not a dream.