MELODY || Jikook ||

♬ uneveling desires ♬

Jimin's heart raced, his cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he struggled to find his voice. All he could manage was a soft, bewildered, "Your Majesty?"

Jungkook was now blinking his eyes in response to Jimin's call. His deep voice resonated, carrying a sense of concern and care that made Jimin's heartbeat quicken further.
"You're in pain let me help you"

Jimin felt that shiver run down his spine, he could barely form coherent thoughts. It was as if King Jungkook's deep voice had a mesmerizing quality that left him spellbound. All he could do was nod in response, his eyes locked with the King's in a moment of unspoken understanding. Jungkook, still looking deeply into Jimin's eyes, felt a connection like no other. There was an intensity in that shared gaze that transcended words.

The atmosphere in the room grew charged as Jimin's trembling form and Jungkook's unwavering gaze created a palpable tension. They never broke eye contact, and a profound connection seemed to envelop them, transcending words and veils. Jungkook's large, calloused hand took hold of Jimin's robe, his fingers brushing against the fabric, sending a delightful shiver through Jimin's body. Jimin's eyelids fluttered closed involuntarily, and he inhaled sharply, his breath hitching at the intimate sensation of the King's touch.The room around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them locked in this incredibly intimate moment. King's eyes unwaveringly locked onto Jimin's trembling form, gazed at the veil that concealed the concubine's face. He couldn't see Jimin's features, but that didn't deter him from appreciating the profound beauty he sensed underneath.

Jimin's eyes, though hidden, held an irresistible allure, and they seemed to speak volumes without the need for words. They were deep pools of mystery and charm, and Jungkook couldn't help but be captivated by their unique enchantment.

The room was filled with an electrifying tension as Jungkook continued to undress Jimin. Slowly, with great care, Jungkook removed the upper part of Jimin's hanbok from his wounded shoulder. The fabric slipped away and fell to the ground with a soft rustle.Jimin was enveloped in a dreamlike state, the pain from his injuries momentarily forgotten. King's touch felt like a soothing balm, his fingers gentle yet firm, as if he possessed an innate understanding of Jimin's needs.

His skin tingled where Jungkook's touch had been, and his heart raced with a mixture of emotions. The tenderness of this moment, the way the King was caring for him, was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

Jungkook's eyes, softened by a mixture of concern and admiration, naturally drifted down to Jimin's exposed body as he assisted him in removing the robe. The sight of Jimin's form, despite the wounds and bandages, was still a captivating one, and Jungkook couldn't help but appreciate the ethereal beauty that lay before him. His eyes fell upon the bruises on Jimin's body. His gaze returned to Jimin's eyes, and he couldn't help but say, his voice as soft as a whisper, "I'm sorry, Jimin."

Jimin's eyes fluttered open, and he met the King's gaze with a mixture of curiosity and warmth. He was surprised by Jungkook's apology and asked softly, "Why are you saying sorry, my King?"

With a heartfelt sincerity, Jungkook replied, "I'm sorry for the pain you've endured, Jimin. It shouldn't have happened, and I want to make sure justice prevails."

Jimin couldn't help but feel touched by Jungkook's words. His heart fluttered at the genuine concern the King was showing, and he felt a warmth in his chest that he had never experienced before.

Jimin, his eyes locked with the King's, spoke with a soft sincerity.
"It's not your fault, my King. I willingly accepted the punishment for something I didn't do. You helped me by giving me the justice I needed, and for that, I am grateful."Jungkook's gaze softened, filled with respect and admiration for the concubine before him.

His voice filled with genuine admiration, uttered, "You're a very kind person, Jimin. I wish I had the chance to meet you earlier."

Jimin's cheeks warmed, a soft blush gracing his face, as he was not accustomed to such direct compliments, especially from the King.Their eyes remained locked in a silent conversation, the room enveloped in a palpable tension.

The King's gaze, filled with an intensity that sent shivers down Jimin's spine, bore into him. He was captivated by the hidden depths behind the veil, and the veil itself became a symbol of their unspoken connection.

Jimin, his voice soft and filled with gratitude, replied, "Your words humble me, Your Majesty. I, too, wish our paths had crossed earlier." He dared not break the gaze, feeling as though the King's eyes held secrets and emotions yet to be revealed.

The room seemed to be infused with a sense of anticipation as King Jungkook leaned in closer to Jimin. Jimin's eyelashes brushed against his cheeks as he closed his eyes, his heart racing in the quiet stillness of the chamber. He felt the King's warm breath draw near, his lips almost grazing Jimin's. But in that very moment, a soft but urgent voice shattered the fragile cocoon they had built.

Jungkook immediately pulled back, the intensity in his gaze flickering with a mixture of frustration and restraint.Jimin, still lost in the whirlwind of emotions and the nearness of the King, didn't hear the approach of anyone else.

It was Hyuri,who had entered the chamber, and her voice cut through the charged atmosphere."Master!," Hyuri called out, her tone a blend of concern and respect. Jimin's eyes fluttered open, his breath uneven. He quickly adjusted his veil, his heart still racing from the near-intimate moment. Jungkook's gaze remained fixed on him, a silent promise of what could have been.

Hyuri's was met with a deep glare from King Jungkook as he struggled to regain his composure. The interruption had been untimely, but he knew he had to focus on Jimin's well-being.

He gave the order with a tone that held a hint of frustration and longing. "Hyuri, please assist Jimin with his clothes and attend to his wounds."Hyuri's eyes remained lowered in a respectful bow, her voice a gentle "Yes, Your Majesty."

Before leaving, Jungkook turned towards Jimin, his gaze filled with concern and affection. He spoke in a soft but sincere tone, "Take care, Jimin. I'll be going now."

But before he could take his leave, Jimin's voice stopped him, a simple request that held more significance than it seemed.
"your majesty!....Can I..can I go back to the harem?" Jimin asked, his gaze hopeful. "

The king doesn't want Jimin to go, but he also couldn't refuse. He knew the palace held its own set of dangers and he couldn't deny Jimin's wish. He nodded, his voice soft but filled with concern.
"Of course, Jimin. You can return to the harem. Just promise me you'll take care of yourself and not exert too much."

Jimin's face broke into a warm, grateful smile, and his eyes seemed to sparkle with appreciation. The delicate curve of his lips and his Crescent eye smile made Jungkook's heart race. He nodded in return, his own emotions swirling, and replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I'll be careful"

Jungkook couldn't help but return the sentiment with a nod of his own. With a final glance at Jimin, he took his leave, his heart still racing from the intimate moments they had shared.The encounter with Jimin had left an indelible mark on him, one that he couldn't easily shake off. He knew that this was just the beginning of a deeper connection that was forming between them.

To be continued....

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