Master or your Majesty?

What might have been.

News did indeed travel fast and soon every newspaper had Jimin's or Jungkook's face on it and the headlines were either playful, clever or downright rude. Even a few of Jungkook's ex lovers came forward slandering him. Describing how he would pay them off to keep his and this was their words "sordid affairs a secret."

Jungkook expected nothing less from the newspapers but the fact that people he had trusted in confidence and paid to keep quiet were outing him. It all seemed a bit unfair and kind of made him out as some sex maniac which yes he had acted a little like one but where else was he gonna get it? When he was single and afraid of coming out finding company wasn't easy. 

He never thought in a million years he would find love in a servant but now he had that he wasn't letting go. So those bastards could keep spinning their stories because he was happy despite the minor backlash. And not every newspaper, tv station and ex lover was smearing his name so it wasn't so bad. Some of the people were actually incredibly sweet and supportive.

The gay community welcomed him in with open arms and as for Jung Hoseok. He was currently rotting in prison. He was charged with the highest treason of trying to blackmail the King and that stupid law was finally abolished. And as for Elizabeth she was currently thriving and singing Jungkook's praises and had a bunch of men lining around the block to date her.

Jungkook actually felt a bit silly for not saying anything sooner and for also never truly understanding his father. He knew his father was a secretive man when he was alive but he never really knew how far his secrets went. It must have taken such sacrifice to give up on everything to only simply exist. But maybe it was just the time that had made things so complicated. Maybe if Jungkook's dad was still alive he could have found peace or could have even been reunited with Caleb. But time was a bitch and only the person who makes those tough decisions and risks it all can truly have it all.

"You're awfully quiet."
Jungkook hummed and looked down at Jimin who he was currently in bed with. They were spending most days in each other's company after spending so much time apart and avoiding the hungry paparazzi outside the palace gates.
"I was just thinking of my father."
"What about him?"
"I was just thinking how lonely he must have been all those years with us."
"I'm sure that's not true."
"I mean I'm sure he loved us but I can't help feeling a little bit sad that he died and knew he never got to be himself."
"Not everyone is brave enough or ready to out themselves I guess."
"I guess so..."
"You seem so sad are you sure that's all that is bothering you?"

Jimin knew him too well by now to see something was really eating away at him. Maybe he was having second thoughts. Jungkook stroked his fingers through Jimin's hair trying to avoid looking at him.
"I was wondering if we could track down Caleb."
"Caleb as in your dad's former lover?"
Jungkook hummed softly and nodded his head feeling the lump that had built up in his throat intensify. It seemed so silly but he wondered if he could understand his father a bit more and give Caleb some peace.

He knew he might be dead by now or too bitter to listen to Jungkook but he wanted to heal something in himself. In a way to him Caleb was what Jimin could have become. Jimin probably would have waited his whole if it meant he got to be with Jungkook. And it pained him so much to even think someone might suffer like Jimin did these last few months.

Heck Caleb did that for years so who knows how much damage that had caused for him.
"I just want to know if he's ok...I know I didn't know him too well but if that was you..."
The boy exhaled taking in shaky breaths as he took Jimin's face in between his fingers, tracing tiny soft lines down the boys face.
"I'd want to know if you were safe and if I was gone leaving you with no warmth or love."
Jimin understood what he meant almost instantly as he wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck and kissed his lips tenderly. He pulled away briefly and stared into those eyes he loved so much.
"We'll start looking tomorrow."
"Thank you."