Morning
"Mmm.." Jimin softly groans as she stretches her arms out and slowly opened her eyes to meet the sunlight which was hitting her face. She turned her face away as she rubbed her eyes and then looked around to realize she was in a different room. Her eyes widened as she remembers that she slept in Jungkook's room for the night, she quickly sits up but stops moving after she heard Jungkook's sleepy groan 'Silly Jimin.. Be careful..' She thinks to herself
'Slowly' she reminds as she gets out of the mattress and tiptoed towards the window where the curtains were wide open "Which coward would keep the curtains open before they sleep?" Jimin whispers to herself as she shakes her head "Well there is one existing." Jimin rolled her eyes and closed the curtains and tiptoed towards the mattress and took her clothes as she slowly ran to the washroom to change. Jungkook heard the door close of the washroom as he softly chuckles "Coward, huh?" Jungkook smiles and closes his eyes "I mean, she wasn't lying." He laughs softly
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"Good Morning Wooyoung." Wooyoung wakes up greeting herself but made sure to whisper and not shout as she always does "He is still sleeping.. Thank God.." She says looking at him as she notices how his face still looked handsome with his messy hair "You are.. handsome." "Well, thank you." He replies with his sleepy voice as Wooyoung jumps out of the mattress "You were awake!?" She asks as he shook his head
"You spoke while being close to my ears. I will wake up." She gasps as she shook her head and exhaled "Well, Mr. Choi. I apologize for waking you up." Wooyoung says rolling her eyes "You can go back to sleep anyways." "And you cannot be forgiven 'anyways'" San mocks the last word as Wooyoung gasps louder this time "You don't have to." Wooyoung stormed into the washroom as he chuckles "Cute.."
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"Jimin!" Wooyoung whisper shouts as she saw Jimin slowly coming out of the room making sure to not make a sound. She closed the door and looked at Wooyoung as they ran to each other and hugged "You slept well?" Wooyoung replies with a hum as she broke the hug and looked at Jimin "What about you?" Jimin smiled and nodded "We are not late now, are we?" Jimin shook her head "We have to reach there within 15 minutes." Wooyoung nods as they quickly ran downstairs knowing everyone was asleep. They slowly opened the double doors of the entrance
"Where are you heading to ma'am?" The guard stops them and asks "Uh.. We were guests from yesterday.." Jimin says as he nods with a smile "I am aware of that miss." Jimin sighs "Umm.. So, we have to leave now." Jimin says trying to not sound rude as the guard chuckles "We were told to not allow you to leave until you have had breakfast with the majesties." Jimin's and Wooyoung's jaw drops "We got work to do." Jimin says as the guard bows to them "I apologize miss but I can't allow you to leave without approval." Jimin nods as they enter the palace
"What do we do now?" Jimin asks Wooyoung as they threw their heads back in frustration "Have breakfast." Both of them flinched as they quickly covered their mouth to not shout. They turned around to see Jungkook and San as they quickly bowed to them. "You don't have to do that." "We have to." Wooyoung replies to Jungkook who just rolled his eyes and sat down as San sat beside him on the couch "Will you be standing like this?" Jimin slowly nods "We are very comfortable-"
"Comfortable, my ass. Have a seat." Jimin and Wooyoung quietly sit down on another couch as Jungkook and San eyed them making Jimin and Wooyoung clear their throat "Do you want us to do something, your highnesses?" Wooyoung asks as San hums "Yes, only if you know how to do so" "What.. What can we do for you?" Jungkook smiles "Cook." Wooyoung's face snaps toward them as Jimin hit her thigh softly making Wooyoung look at Jimin. Jimin smiled and stood up "It would be my pleasure to cook for all of you. What would you like to eat?"
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PRINCE | A JIKOOK FF |
Fanfiction"I hate this" she whispers, "I hate this feeling" she whispers again, "I hate how he makes me feel," she says, ****************************************** What could happen if the prince met a beautiful and poor young woman? Would their meeting be a...
