"For the rumours about our King to have gone up in number is just insane! How come his royal aide has not gotten rid of them just yet?"
"Well, Moon Yoohan, we have no clue. But Ji Dongwoo indeed is refusing to say any more about the matter than he already has. 'The King is innocent'."
"And we believe so! Where do rumours such as these come from in the first place? How despicable!"
"Tss!" Jeongguk scoffs in annoyance as the radio hosts decide to talk about the King again. Going about whoring or not, what does it matter? He's disgusting either way!
"I see you're happy. Do you not just love that King of ours."
Jeongguk looks up with a glare and rolls his eyes at his older brother. "Aren't I always?"
"Definitely. And that's dangerous. You should learn to be less obvious, Jeonggukkie."
"Will do."
"Liar."
Jeongguk decides to drop the topic. He looks up from the newspaper on the kitchen table and takes in the appearance of his brother who just arrived home after a long day at work. He looks spent, Jeongguk notices. He frowns unhappily. "How come you always return looking this dirty? What kind of a job does my brother do, that it creates huge dents in our water bills?"
Yoongi smiles coyly but refuses to give an honest answer. "Isn't it so that a man is only a man when they get dirty doing their work?"
"What are you even saying!?" Jeongguk is genuinely shocked by Yoongi's stupid question, giving way to the anxiety of his secret being exposed right here and now!
"A real man should respect hygiene!"
Yoongi is quick to soothe the younger's temper with a chuckle and a pat on the head. "Sorry, sorry. I'll go wash up quickly."
"Please do." Jeongguk complains. He watches the older disappear into the hallway and hears the bathroom door shut closed. Please do not ever say that again!
Jeongguk has been a little sensitive these days. And the fault is all on that enchanting new client Kim Jimin. By now, only thinking about the man brings goosebumps to his skin!
The way the man holds him as if Jeongguk is made of porcelain. How he touches his skin so softly like his own fingers are made of the finest of silks and it is meant to fit Jeongguk. To fit him perfectly. Kim Jimin's touches are teasing yet just right, and it has the twenty-three year old courtesan wishing for more.
No, not just wishing.
It has him needing more.
In contrast to the way other clients touch him, Kim Jimin cannot even be compared to them the smallest bit! And every time Kim Jimin is done, he even makes sure the younger is doing all right. And now after having met the man over six times, Jeongguk feels he is starting to get used to it. He is becoming used to the soft touches and gentle hands.
And for a reason Jeongguk really cannot understand, it has made him sensitive.
So damn sensitive, he can barely handle anyone's touch at all, neither client's or parent's!
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Be My Pride
FanfictionKim Jeongguk hates the royals. It disgusts him how they rule the world believing in a system that is all about pride, leaving the poor to wither whilst the freshly crowned emperor goes about his days bathing in luxury. But when one day said emperor...
