When born into a family of royalty, you are automatically deemed as either prince or princess. Depending on your gender.
As years went on, the prince noticed his parents neglecting him. Focusing more on their princess.
Deciding to run away at a youn...
“Taehyung, sir, do you think this would look good on me?” The prince asked as he placed a red, yellow and blue jacket over his shoulders that was lined in black on the cuffs and the buttoning of the jacket. It was made of cotton and polyester, a combination that some people like. The prince thought it was a great combination, it seemed comfortable for him. Taehyung looked at him and smiled at the color scheme. “It looks good! How about we try..this?” He showed Yoongi a gold sequin jacket that was made of silk. “This would fit you. You like gold, don’t you?”
“Yes, indeed I do. It is the centerpiece of my style, as you would call it.” Yoongi smiled and took the jacket off of his shoulders, putting it back on the hanger before hanging it back up on the rack. “Let me see..” Taking out a pair of ripped jeans, he looked at it. “What are these holed fabric?”
“They’re called ripped jeans. Did you want to try them?” he heard the taller ask. “Ripped jeans..sure. It is a bit revealing but I shall make it work. Do you think it would go well with my uniform? Or do you think it’s too revealing?” Taehyung stared at him up and down before getting an idea. “Yoongi! Come on, I have the best thing.” Dragging the prince away from the pants. Yoongi dropped the pants and followed Taehyung, not like he had much of a choice. Stopping when he saw a mass amount of clothing on shelves and mannequins. He stared in disbelief. Walking over to the white figurines. “Is this an actual human? Hello?” Taehyung laughed and took his phone out, taking a video of the boy talking to the mannequin.
“That’s-”
“Hello, I’m Min Yoongi.”
“That’s a mannequin, darling.”
Yoongi looked at Taehyung. “A mannequin?”
“Oh, you have a lot to learn, boy. A mannequin is a plastic body that showcases how the clothes look.” Taehyung explained, putting his phone away. “So..not real..got it.” Yoongi saw a shirt that caught his attention and picked it up. A tiger was printed on it, and he was surprised at how well it looked. “It looks just like my boy, Nabi.” “Nabi?” Yoongi nodded and looked up at the other. “Yeah, he’s my tiger. He would always play with my little sister.” he looked down at the shirt. “My little sister..” he sighed softly, inhaling and exhaling. He wasn’t going to cry in front of someone that he had just met. Taehyung furrowed his brows and put his hands on top of his shoulders. “Look at me, baby boy.”
Yoongi felt something swell in his stomach, or his heart. He didn’t know but it had some sort of effect on him. Looking straight up and into Taehyungs eyes. “Oh darling, I can tell you miss your little sister. And that nickname had a little effect on you, hm?” Yoongi glanced down, then back up. “What’s this feeling..? I feel all..weird inside my stomach. Or my heart, I don’t know which one it is.” Taehyung grinned, moving a strand of Yoongis blonde hair behind his ear. “It’s called..having a crush. Falling in love.” Yoongi shook his head. “I can’t be..I’m destined to fall in love with a princess and marry her of her fortune.”
“You’re in the real world now, Yoongi. Nothing is the same.” Taehyung pulled him closer by his lower back. “You’re feeling..desperate. Greed. Maybe even..lust?” he asked. Yoongi felt his cheeks heat up at the last word. “We are in a public space, I do not know if you want people to watch..” Taehyung leaned in closer to the males lips, hovering over them. “What if I want them to watch? Watch a pure, innocent man..and a experienced, tall man..together in the middle of a store? Would you like that, Min?” Yoongi’s whole body flamed up, his face turning a tomato red. “T-this seems unprofessional.”
“That’s correct.” Giving the prince a quick peck on the lips, Taehyung stood up and watched Yoongis reaction. Yoongi just stood in his spot, dozed and shocked. “Cute. Now come on, we have more shopping to do!” Taehyung picked the shocked boy up and placed him over his shoulder walking off to go try on clothes.
About 3 hours later, Yoongi was out of the store with 4 bags full of clothing, a small bag in one of them with jewelry in it. “Once we get back to the hotel, we will do a showcase of all the clothes! It will be just a blast, you will look fantastic.” Yoongi nodded and struggled to carry the bags, not having enough arm strength. “Mister..Kim, my arms.” Taehyung looked at Yoongi, picking up two bags. “I’m so sorry, darling. I didn’t know.” Yoongi sighed in relief at the less things he had to carry. “I thank you and would like to repay you.”
“You really do not need to repay me. Also, to answer your question during your haircut, I am 25 years old.”
“What? You’re 5 years older than me. How is that possible?” Taehyung smiled and got to his car, opening the door and placing the bags into his car. Yoongi watched him amd tilted his head. “You were born before I was born? Wow.” Taehyung giggled and ruffled Yoongis hair, getting in the drivers seat. “I bought you some beanies because I thought it would suit you best.” Getting into the passengers seat, Yoongi buckled himself in. “I don’t have a place to stay, nor I have any money. No one takes gold.” Seeing the sunset, he took a good look at it. “Kim.”
“Call me Hyung.”
“What’s a Hyung?”
“Well, I’m older than you. And guys who are friends with older guys are called Hyung. Guys who are older than girls are called Oppa. Girls who are older than boys are called Noonas. I am your Hyung.” Taehyung explained. Yoongi nodded and stared into the sunset. “Why oppa?”
“It is weird, isn’t it?”
On the drive Taehyung started talking about music tastes, Yoongi was confused but listened anyways. After a while of silence, and getting into Taehyungs hotel room, Yoongi had broken the silence. “Have you ever felt something for someone so great that you can not let it go?”
“Once or twice. Why?”
“This feeling I have..I do not know what it is.”
“Can you describe it?”
Yoongi changed into some jeans, a sweater and a grey beanie. “It’s like looking at that sunset on the balcony.” He walked out to the balcony outside the hotel room. Taehyung placed some pajamas on himself before walking out to the balcony. “It looks so pretty.” he spoke. Yoongi agreed. “Look how the blue turns into a yellow in the horizon.” Taehyung took his camera out, pointing it to the prince. “How pretty is it again?”
Yoongi pointed to the sunset. “It’s really pretty. Look." Looking back at the other to see his phone out. “Look.”
“I’m looking, Yoongi. I’m looking. Is this what you describe your feeling as? The sunset?”
“I describe it as..longing. Lasting forever.”
Taehyung snapped a picture, smiling when he looked at the photo.
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