𝓗𝓔𝓡𝓘𝓓𝓐 2 | 𝗞𝗩 ✔ 🌹

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The harem hums with whispers, murmurs spreading like wildfire as the news breaks-Taehyung has been chosen to visit the king's chambers tonight. The other concubines exchange glances, eyes narrowing with jealousy and curiosity.

Taehyung's name dances on their lips as they speculate, watching him glide back from his milky bath, his skin shimmering under the glow of the soft lamps, his scent an intoxicating blend of roses and something uniquely his. Every step he takes is filled with purpose, his lips curving in a slight, confident smirk as he glances around, savoring the attention.

After slipping past the murmuring crowd, Taehyung steps into his private space, a secluded corner draped in sheer white curtains. He draws them closed, letting them fall in soft waves around him. The candlelight flickers as he moves, illuminating the delicate tendrils of steam that cling to his skin from the bath, mingling with the scent of exotic flowers.

Inside, Jimin stands by the bed, already setting out Taehyung's attire for the night, each piece laid out with care. Jewels glint like stars, sheer fabrics spill like liquid gold, ready to adorn Taehyung's form. As he catches sight of Taehyung, Jimin moves forward, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He leans in close, inhaling the rose-laden scent that clings to Taehyung's neck.

"Ah, you smell divine," Jimin murmurs, eyes half-lidded as he takes in Taehyung's flushed skin. "It's almost dangerous."

Taehyung chuckles, a playful glint in his eye. "The bathhouse products are so luxurious-I almost didn't want to leave," he replies, his voice warm with delight.

Jimin's eyes spark with mischief. "Well, you have to look irresistible tonight. Time to get you ready to be devoured," he says, a teasing tone threading through his words as he holds up the sheer fabric and delicate jewelry.

Taehyung arches an eyebrow, meeting Jimin's gaze with a hint of challenge. "You're more excited than I am, it seems."

Jimin only smirks, rolling his eyes as he drapes a golden chain around Taehyung's neck, letting it fall delicately against his collarbones. "Of course I'm excited. You're finally getting some royal attention. Down there," he gestures teasingly, "must have cobwebs by now."

Taehyung scoffs, swatting at him with a laugh. "It's been a while, sure, but... something feels off. Why me? Out of everyone?"

His expression darkens momentarily as a thought dawns on him, his eyes widening. "Could it be... Do you think he remembers me, and he's just pretending?"

Jimin laughs softly, guiding Taehyung to face the mirror, his eyes meeting Taehyung's in the reflection. "You overthink too much," he murmurs, his hands slipping the robe from Taehyung's shoulders, letting it pool to the floor, leaving him bare. Taehyung's skin glows in the candlelight, his form lithe, sculpted-a masterpiece of sensuality.

Taehyung turns suddenly, his gaze sharp, intense. "Jimin," he says in a low, warning tone, his eyes boring into him. "Did you... use magic?"

Jimin feigns innocence, eyes widening as he places a hand on his chest. "Magic? Me?" he gasps, though a glimmer of amusement betrays him.

Taehyung scoffs, shaking his head with a smirk. "Unbelievable," he mutters, though there's a flicker of gratitude in his eyes.