MIRO'S TAEKOOK ONESHOTS

11. Alpha Of His Dreams - A Oneshot Series Part 1

Taehyung is fed up with his fathers marriage plans for him. There isn't some alpha prince that would be good enough for Omega prince Taehyung. Or is there?

Omega prince Taehyung walked down the hallway, feeling angry.

His robe fluttered as he walked with quick steps. He couldn't believe his father was doing this to him. Feeling utterly frustrated.

After he met another prince asking for his hand in marriage.

Jimin, his personal servant and friend tried to keep up with him, panting as he finally reached the royal.

"Unbelievable!"

Taehyung huffed, throwing his hands into the air.

"Prince, you can't turn down every single one. It starts to get embarrassing."

Taehyung stopped, turning around angrily.

"Embarrassing? Embarrassing is that my father wants to marry me off to some old alpha! Or if not old, then obnoxious! I don't need an alpha, I could reign on my own!"

"At least let them stay a bit longer as an hour", Jimin gently said, looking to the left, as a servant passed them with curious eyes.

"I'm not interested. My father just don't sees the qualities I have in reigning", he crossed his arms, chest puffing out.

"I don't think he doubt those, but consider having a heir."

Taehyung tsked and walked away, glaring at all guards, who dared to eye him.

"I can adopt if I want a heir."

He finally got into his chambers, plopping onto the bed, while his friend still stood next to the door.

"I know this is probably the wrong time, but...the king wanted to ask for your preferences. He tries to find a match."

"Does he now? He didn't care so far."

Taehyung said bitterly.

"He does care. Just tell me what you want, and I note it down for him."

Taehyung stared to the ground and then smirked mischievously.

"Then tell my dear father, that I want to have a prince younger than me. Two years at least."

"Pardon?", Jimin raised his eyebrows.

"He should be well mannered and good hearted, but not in the bedroom, if you know what I mean", he sat up slowly, wiggling his eyebrows.

"P-prince..."

"I want him to be able to carry me around easily and throw me to the bed. He should have big muscles. Biceps and thick thighs. Abs. But not too bulky. Gently hands, thin waist. Soft facial features. Dark doe eyes. Boyish, but one than could turn into an intimidating alpha as well. Fearless."

"Ugh, I'm not sure someone-"

"I'm not done yet. He should be smart, a sly thinker. He should know literature and the most important languages. Should be great at riding", he licked his lips, "Great in sword fights, archery, combat and should be able to run fast."

"What does that even have to do with being a prince?"

"Be quiet, I'm not done yet. He should have a voice like an angel and should know singing, dancing and play instruments, at least two."

"Okay, noted..."

"He should love animals, but he should be able to hunt perfectly too. Preferably someone who can cook."