• Selfish Prince • || KookMin

16. The last detail

"Don't you like your clothes?"

"I love it." Jimin hugs Jungkook's arm, ignorant and indifferent that he should be straighter and more serious due to the fact that they are just entering the mansion.

Jungkook smiles in satisfaction. He figured that wearing a hanbok in such heat was going to be annoying, so he had looser clothes made for Jimin. A white shirt with long sleeves that reach the floor, filled with colorful prints and turning lilac. Black pants that wrap around his legs and dress shoes match well.

It is worth noting that Jimin has his hair over his shoulder, full of small beads to adorn it. His makeup is simple and matching. He is the most voluminous character in the place. Behind him, Hosook enters on Taehyung's arm. The man sheathed in a dark brown suit and yellow flowers in his pocket. Hosook wears a less baggy dress than on other occasions, offset by a white, plush stole.

Finally, Yoonji next to Namjoon. She keeps glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. He looks very tall and straight. Anyone would think he's a nobleman from that confident posture. Yoonji wears a gray colored dress and his hair in a high updo.

"Have you come here before?" asks Yoonji in a low voice.

"A couple of times. They were good shows."

Yoonji gets the impression that he's speaking in a double entendre, but he has no way of knowing.

"Ummm... Now you're one to sit at the important table" Namjoon laughs through his nose, what a way to put it. "And have the best food."

"Thank you very much for the invitation, my lady."

Yoonji smiles faintly and shyly. Namjoon was genuinely surprised at the clothes and that Yoonji wanted to bring him all the way here. It's supposed to be a family and high class affair. Something where neither he or Taehyung count. This is surprising and reaffirms what Hosook and Yoonji expect from them.

An equality and closeness.

Hosook noticed that Namjoon is very alert and almost exaggeratedly watchful of Taehyung. He seems to be afraid that someone will notice or examine him.

"Why did you say you were invited here? My lord." asks Jimin.

"Probably to convince me to be emperor and have my favor." replies Jungkook, his conversation disguised as they walk towards the hosts of the evening.

"Ummm..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just thought about my family."

"Oh, that little part where you'd have to kill me," Jimin pouts. "Being part of the imperial family... it's no big deal. Unless you intend to have a lot of space to waste time in."

"I want to waste my time in a beautiful place."

"You can do that in my mansion," Jungkook assures him. "There's nothing they offer you that I can't give you."

"And if I asked you to sleep with me would you give it to me?" Jungkook pauses. "If I asked you to give me and only me your body and your being Would you be willing to give it to me? To give yourself." His voice drops lower and lower, barely a murmur that blends in with the sound of the place.

Hosook raises an eyebrow, strange that they both pause. Taehyung scrunches up his face. He knows Jimin is asking for indecencies. That's the only reason he doesn't speak at a normal level. After all, he might get killed. He doesn't know the place, doesn't know how shameless they are here.

Jungkook gives a simple laugh and Jimin doesn't know how to interpret it. To tell the truth, he dislikes him quite a bit. All the men who have been close to him, ask him, or rather demand, that he belongs to them alone. Something that made Jimin's ears prickle and annoyed him.