⚜REST WITHIN ME⚜ [Namjin] [Taekook]

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After the marriage

(Night at Jisoo's guest chamber).

(Without an announcing knock, the door to the queen's chamber opens and the young prince skips inside enthusiastically, humming a melodious tone under his breath. But when he sees his sister standing by her bed, he skids to a stop and exclaims dramatically.)

-Jisoo! What are you doing here!? Shouldn't you be having sex with your husband at this time of hour?
(Jisso turns towards her brother, a grimace barely hiding on her face. She glowers at him when Seokjin tries to peek at what she is doing, but nevertheless feigns a smile when his blue eyes travel back to her face.)

-I-I just came up to grab some night dresses, Seokjin and you don't have an exact time spared just for sex.

-God, tonight these clothes won't be even be on your body, sister.
(At that, she suddenly freezes, fear overriding the once nonchalant expression. Jisoo gulps thickly and forces a nervous laugh, evading the stare. Seokjin as though grasped her anxiety, briefly perches on the edge of her bed and asks in concern, all the previous mischief deserted.)

-Tell me the truth, Jisoo. Are you not happy about this marriage?

-I am happy, Seokjin. (she smiles reassuringly). All  I want to do is make our father proud. Besides, Namjoon seems like a great man.

-Yes, he does looks like an ideal match for you. And, father, believe me.. he sure is proud of you sister.  Namjoon indeed have looks and all, and doesn't seem as pompous and vain. But who knows...he must be a lot hell different on bed!
(Says Seokjin, wriggling his eye brows in tease, although Jisoo doesn't look much convinced. Yet, she forces herself to nod and smile at him.) " Ah, Jisoo, promise me you will share the bed tricks he did tomorrow morning. In case I need some guide in future, yes? My brother-in-law looks like the finest man with whom I can have a conversation about bees and birds! (Jisoo snorts to that)

-What else do you need to know? You're already a cupid among women!
(Seokjin smirks to that, the rich, glistening lips dragging to a side, creating mock whiskers on his cheeks. )

-Yet, extra knowledge won't do any harm to the existing one. Regardless, now you must leave your brother's company, my queen. Your husband awaits you to conduct a sexual play.
(And, before Jisoo can process anything or argue against her brother's playful words, Seokjin jumps to his feet with a cunning grin and pushes her all the way out of the door and shuts it behind her frozen figure.

Jisoo sighs to herself, wrapping the cloak that she had managed to grab around her shoulder. She takes slow and short steps along the corridors, the unfamiliarity of the background welling over her and making her feel helpless and unarmed. She walks towards her husband's room--the royal chamber where the massive doors reveal with two guards in position, and gradually her heart beat accelerates.

As the doors open unquestionably to her, she steps in, a shudder running along her body and immediately her eyes engage in inspecting the glory of the king's bedroom. Large portraits design the plum coloured walls and some philosophical books are arranged in the wooden racks, not to forget the mahogany round table placed at the corner, where some papers, ink pens  are scattered messily.

Making way to the bed, she slowly settles on the crimson-white sheets, her pulses now too erratic. She thinks she might pass right away from hysteria. Grasping a nearby pillow with shaky hands, Jisoo hugs it tightly to her bosom , striving to keep her harsh breaths minimal. Minutes pass by but only the music of wind and the silence of the mild night blooms across. Only her thoughts aren't engaged in listening to them. It's a mayhem inside her, a wholly state of stress and panic bloating inside her.