⚜REST WITHIN ME⚜ [Namjin] [Taekook] (Under Editing)

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Several hours later

(When Seokjin woke up, the sun was high above their heads and in the mid-summer, the temperature was harshly hot. His first impression about the eyes he meets, once he opens his own was: dragon. Seokjin almost screams at the bold eye contact but once again the thin lining of the King's dragon eyes enlarges. So that those eyes look adorable nearby.)

-Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you, Seokjin.
(Namjoon deep laughter fills the air as he blinks away the stare and keeps a kiss on the corner of his mouth as he yawns so heavily)

-I th-thought it was a dragon trying to devour me whole.
(The prince gathers the disturbed sheets up to their chest levels and snuggles within his embrace who smiles at him)

-I won't mind trying...

-Hah! Now who's the flirt?
(Namjoon waves the question aside with an impish grin and continues to stare at Seokjin's closed eyes. Although the prince absently fingers along the other's chest and yawns once in a while, his mind is restored and opened for every action Namjoon does)
"Is it time for l-lunch?"

-Taehyung called out few minutes ago. But I didn't want to wake you.

-I-I'm hungry.
(Seokjin shifts to a side and immediately his back gets pinned to a hard chest from behind. The prince wraps the elder's hands around his own waist as soon as a smug smile caresses his lips on the thought that these fingers would only lace with his own)

-You are?
(It's dark when Namjoon's voice arches low and chilly. Cold when Namjoon does that. It's insane to feel his hot breath tingling on the nape of Seokjin's neck and he knows that the younger craves for that.

The bed groans under their shameless flirts as Namjoon rises high above the tainted body. Seokjin's sleepy eyes look ruthless alike his vivid thoughts. Alike the feeling skipping in Namjoon's hazy mind. Being pulled closer to those plump lips, is everything Namjoon craves for. A leg hooks over the side of his hip as Seokjin handles the rough kiss as much as he is being corrupted by the male over a night.)
"I won't mind if you drink me to perish your hunger, either."

(Seokjin wished it was night. Hearing the husked tone in day light makes him sinful. Namjoon could arouse him just by speaking likewise and he's thirsty to get aroused. But it wasn't just the time. He pins a mental note to flirt back after the sun hides, paving another moonless and unlighted night. But for now, as always sun is a disturbance.)

-Allow me to do so. But not now, not at this hour. You know what I means, right?
(Namjoon breaths a hum against his mouth as they kiss each other deeply. The aromatic essence of Seokjin drives the latter vulnerable, but he accepts the weakness and craves for more. But before his lips could ink his skin, they're interrupted by a knock)

-Am I disturbing you lovers? It's almost noon. Come out and have some lunch guys!
(Taehyung's voice knocks them off the thoughts as Seokjin hastily straightens up and gazes at the door before catching Namjoon's eyes)

-We'll be there soon enough. Thank you for the interruption, brat!
(They hear a soft laughter from outside as footsteps moves away from their range. Namjoon runs his fingers through his hair locks and sighs before glancing at the golden crown lying on a side of the bed. Seokjin follows his eyes and forces a small smile as he reads the thought fishing in Namjoon's head)

-It'll be alright, my lord.

(Seokjin kisses him deep and satisfied as he feels the other smiling against his lips. Namjoon picks him up on his arms, without separating their mouths and walks to the bathroom.)

.........

(It was unusually quiet at the table although few unspoken flirts were exchanged between the two lovers and Taehyung totally felt himself as a disturbance for the two. Seokjin looks energize unlike early days when Namjoon wasn't near and that fact makes Taehyung satisfied and less guilty. Not knowing what and how Seokjin's been through the whole time, not knowing that his best friend had been in pain for a whole week, not knowing that Seokjin had been crying at nights for Namjoon, Taehyung felt guilty about that.

Taehyung's eyes fall on his brother. He's more real than before. More real and human when Seokjin's near him. His dimples were there. Those eyes held humor alike childhood days and even when Seokjin didn't catch his stare, Taehyung saw the engraved love for Seokjin inside his brother's eyes and he's happy for it.)

-So? Isn't my brother gonna ask me how I managed the kingdom for a week?
(The piece of beef pricked to the King's fork falls back to the plate at the way he flinches at the abrupt voice. Seokjin almost chokes on his wine at the reckless clang of cutlery against cutlery and gazes at Namjoon above the rim who awkwardly picks the piece and nibbles on it before speaking)

-Tomorrow. At the royal court you shall speak about it brother.
(Taehyung nods his head and takes a sip from his own glass before looking at the Roman who holds out a hand as to gather their attention)

-I have a favor to ask my lord.

-Anything for you.
(That's what Namjoon mouths, but they're not alone at the hall so he just nods his head at Seokjin to continue)

-I would like if Rose—

-Rose?

-Roselle.

-Oh! Yeah...Roselle.
(Namjoon's voice was dry and careless. But when Seokjin kicks him under the table, he couldn't hide his dimples at all)

-Yes, Roselle. I would like to tribute her. She helped me in many ways and I can't forget the kindness she had for me. Life at a brothel is not a chosen carrier between women. I would like to help her out from it.

-Does she have a place to stay?

-She's not a Scot. She was enslaved from Northern Europe and sold under the state of Scotland. But I will keep her beside me. She can stay at the castle as a maiden. Can she?
(Namjoon crosses the silver ware on the plate and drowns in thoughts. But in front of him, Seokjin's eyes were hard to ignore or reject.)

-Will she accept this offering as your maid?

-Either way she could be safe here. Look, Namjoon...she is like a sister to me. I-I don't want her to suffer under beastly men. No woman should be raped by force.
(Namjoon stares at his eyes which seems wiser and mature than before. It wasn't the young playboy who played with girls back at Rome, he was a lot more mature, kindhearted and intellectual young prince.)

-Yes. No woman should be forced to have such. I will take immediate measurements to disperse this building. The residence will be down by the end of this week and Roselle. She is welcomed to the castle.
(Its' all what he needs to see. Seokjin's smile is like the first few rays of light after a violent storm. For that smile, Namjoon could do anything. He loved him, just the way Achilles loved Patroclus.)

-Thank you sire.