MELODY || Jikook ||

♬ Uneveling truths and the tender moments ♬

Jimin's amazement and realization washed over him as he connected the dots, and he looked upon Jungkook's royal attire with astonishment. The truth had finally settled in his mind. He stammered, "It's... it's... your Majesty!"

Jungkook nodded, relief washing over him as he finally confessed,
"Yes, Jimin. I should have told you earlier, but I didn't. I'm sorry ."Jimin's gaze was filled with a mixture of shock and curiosity. His mind was racing to reconcile the man who had been a stranger just days ago with the person who sat beside him now, the sovereign of the palace.

The room fell into a brief silence, the weight of the revelation hanging heavily in the air. Jimin had many questions, but it seemed he didn't know where to start.

Jimin's soft and inquisitive tone carried an underlying sense of wonder as he asked,
"Why didn't you tell me that night? Why did you lie, saying you were just a court member?" His almond-shaped eyes, though veiled, held a mixture of curiosity and sincerity.

Jungkook's gaze softened as he considered his answer.
"I... I was captivated by the melody you were playing that night. It felt as though it was pulling me in, drawing me toward you. I wanted to know you, to be close to you without the burden of titles and expectations."

Jimin's cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink, his heart raced, as he stammered, "T-thank you, Your Majesty."

The realization that the King himself had been the stranger that enchanted him that night left him feeling both flustered and honored.
Jungkook couldn't help but find Jimin's blushing form enchanting, even though he couldn't see his face beneath the veil.

"But why did you help me? I'm just a concubine..." Jimin asked his voice held a gentle yet earnest quality.

Jungkook's frustration flared momentarily, his brows furrowing. "Don't call yourself that," he said, his tone uncharacteristically stern.
"I apologize for your suffering, but I've never taken an interest in the harem. I can't explain why I helped you, but I simply couldn't bear to see you in pain."

Their eyes locked, Jimin's veiled gaze meeting Jungkook's deep, soulful eyes. The air in the room seemed to crackle with unspoken emotions, and Jimin's heart fluttered at the intensity of the moment. As they looked into each other's eyes, there was an undeniable attraction.
For Jungkook, staring into Jimin's eyes revealed a hidden world of beauty and mystery that had captured his heart.

As Jimin broke the intense eye contact, he spoke softly,
"Thank you for everything, Your Majesty. But I want you to know that I didn't do anything wrong." The vulnerability in his voice was palpable.

Jungkook, with a reassuring touch on Jimin's shoulders, responded, "Jimin, I've already ensured that justice is served."
Jimin's eyes glistened with unshed tears, and he whispered another "thank you." Trying to bow down but Before he could finish expressing his gratitude, a sharp yelp of pain escaped his lips, a stark reminder of his recent ordeal.

Jungkook reacted immediately, his touch on Jimin's shoulders growing even gentler.
"Don't do that and Don't say 'thank you' for justice, Jimin," Jungkook said softly.
"It's my duty as a king to ensure that justice prevails." Jimin felt his cheeks grow warm at Jungkook's proximity, his concern evident in every touch.

He couldn't help but be aware of the intimate way the King held him, as if he were something precious and fragile.
In that vulnerable moment, as Jimin looked up at his King, his heart raced with emotions that transcended mere gratitude

Jungkook, fully aware of the intensity of their connection and the emotions stirring within him, finally broke eye contact. He knew that if he continued to lose himself in the depths of Jimin's beautiful brown eyes, he might act on emotions he wasn't yet prepared to confront.

In a voice filled with both care and restraint, Jungkook spoke to Jimin, "Rest for now, Jimin." His words were a gentle command, an encouragement for Jimin to take the time he needed to heal.

Jimin hesitated, his heart racing every time Jungkook spoke. He couldn't deny the pull he felt toward the King, Yet, the thought of staying in the King's chamber, of being the recipient of Jungkook's care, sent a thrill through him.

"Your Majesty, I appreciate your concern, but this is your chamber. I can't rest here. I should return to the harem." Jimin replied with a soft but determined voice.

Jungkook's gaze softened as he responded,
"Jimin, this is your chamber for now. You need to rest and heal. You can go back to the harem when you're better."Jimin's heart swelled, and he averted his eyes to hide the blush that spread across his cheeks.

The King's words and the caring tone with which he spoke were enough to make his heart race.Every interaction with Jungkook left a lingering sense of longing and wonder. Jimin couldn't help but wonder what had drawn the King to him that fateful night and why he continued to be so concerned for his well-being.

Jungkook, too, found himself captivated by Jimin, and he couldn't help but steal glances at the gentle concubine. Jimin's ethereal beauty and the allure of his personality had a magnetic effect on Jungkook, making it difficult to look away.

As their silent understanding deepened, Jimin finally nodded, his heart heavy with a mixture of gratitude and intrigue.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will rest as you wish."

As Jimin tried to move, his body's pain flared, causing him to hiss in discomfort. King's heart ached at Jimin's suffering, and he stepped closer to help. His touch was gentle as he assisted Jimin in lying back down.

Jimin's cheeks flushed with warmth as he felt the King's gentle support, a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude swirling within him.

After Jimin was settled, he adjusted his veil.
Jungkook covered him with a soft sheet, ensuring his comfort.

With a soft and caring smile, Jungkook spoke, "Rest well, Jimin. I have some matters to attend to, but I will return later to check on you."As Jungkook made his way out of the chamber,

Jimin's gaze lingered on the departing figure of King Jungkook. Despite the pain and confusion he had experienced, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He had been saved and cared for by a King who, beneath the royal facade, had shown a heart of compassion and kindness.

Jimin closed his eyes, allowing the quiet of the chamber to envelop him. He found comfort in the knowledge that the King was not what he seemed, that beneath the grandeur and authority was a man who had shown kindness to a mere concubine.

To be continued..

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