Father, I don't want to get Married | Jinkook

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Seokjin's pov:

I stared at my father's disciple and frowned slightly.'What is he suddenly saying?'  I didn't know what he thought of me, but I was still the only son of a duke. Although I was infamous for being wicked to others and never having to experience difficulties, it seemed like he thought I was a pushover because I had been kind to him.

"Tell me." My father's disciple said in a bloodthirsty tone as if interrogating me.

I stared at him. "If I tell you who harassed me, are you going to punish that person?"

"Yes. I promised to help you, after all."

I sighed, dumbfounded by how he had so casually twisted my words. 'Foolish guy, helping me will bring you closer to death!'  Although I had overlooked his arrogance because I didn't want to seem overbearing and haughty, other nobles wouldn't be as forgiving. They considered it rebellious for commoners to speak informally to nobles, Unhesitant to give out harsh punishment right away. As a commoner, he would meet the same end if he used force against a nobles. Perhaps that wouldn't even be enough.

'He could be bluffing, but this person...he might actually do such a thing.' 

After observing my father's disciple for a few days, I realized that he didn't know many social norms, almost as if he was raised in the wild. His mind was like a blank sheet of paper that could lead to his death if he wasn't careful. 'We have known each other for quite a while, so I can't let him die.'  Although we weren't close, I sometimes felt comfortable with this person. He didn't seem to have any ulterior motives and treated me like a normal person, instead of the unapproachable Lord Kim.

"Excuse me."

He looked at me, confused. "Yes?"

"If you want to help me going forward, please speak to me formally in public." I said.

"What?" He asked as if I had said something ridiculous.

"I'm still in a situation where I'm being ignored by people in high society." I said. "How much of a joke will they think I am if you disrespect me as well?"

He stared at me in response, deep in thought.

I gazed into his red eyes and said, "You can make enemies or friends depending on how you say things, especially when it concerns nobles. Although this will be a different story if the class system is abolished, I'm just warning you to be careful."

His red eyes continued to stare at me when I finished speaking. 'If he's dissatisfied, he should just say so instead of looking at me so seriously. Why is he staring at me like like that?' 

He slowly nodded.

'How nice.'  He looked like an obedient child when he nodded. I unconsciously felt the urge to stroke his hair, as if to praise him, but I immediately pulled my hand back before I did.

"Oh, why are you here at the banquet?" I asked.

"Because of work." He responded quickly.

Well, this made sense. It wasn't uncommon for nobles to hire mercenaries as security guards for banquets. I briefly wondered if he was overqualified to work as a temporary guard, but that wasn't as big of a problem as his appearance, which was very unusual for a commoner.

"If nobles speak to you, you must respond formally, Okay?" I said, making sure he understood to ease my worries.

He sighed. "Alright."