MELODY || Jikook ||

♬ The kings proposal ♬

The unexpectedness of the moment caused a sudden jolt in his expression, his eyes growing wider as the weight of the king's proposal settled in. It was as though he needed a moment to process the startling request, the shock is palpable in the way his eyes widened, betraying his surprise.

Jimin attempted to chuckle, thinking the King was teasing. "Don't joke, my king," he said with a nervous laugh, trying to pass it off as light banter, unable to grasp the gravity of the situation.

Rising to his feet, Jungkook stood before Jimin, his eyes reflecting sincerity as he delicately enclosed Jimin's small, soft hands within his own large, warm palms. The contrast between their hands spoke volumes—Jimin's smaller, more delicate ones embraced within Jungkook's larger, protective grasp.

Jungkook held Jimin's hands and, with a serious tone, conveyed, "Jimin, I'm not joking. I'm serious. I want you to be my queen." His words were firm, carrying a weight of earnestness and a profound request for a deeper connection.

In a nervous yet honest tone, Jimin replied, "I'm merely a concubine, my king. I can't hold the title of your queen." His words were filled with both unease and a sense of unworthiness, expressing his reluctance to assume such a significant position in the kingdom.

In response to Jimin's concern, Jungkook leaned in closer, his eyes filled with earnestness and understanding.
"Titles don't define anything, Jimin," he said with a soft sincerity.
"You're more than your position. You're the one I want by my side." His words resonated with a depth of emotion and genuine affection.

"But, my king," he began, voicing his unease, "traditions and positions hold great significance in the kingdom. I fear it might cause unrest." His words echoed the conflict within him, torn between his feelings and the impact on the kingdom's norms and stability.

Jungkook's gaze held a mix of determination and affection as he addressed Jimin.
"Jimin, I know you hold the title of concubine now, but I want to change that. I want to elevate you to be my queen. What's wrong in that?

In the tender moment, Jimin tried to articulate his thoughts, but his words stumbled and stuttered, revealing his internal conflict. Sensing Jimin's hesitation, Jungkook reached out, delicately cupping Jimin's rosy cheeks. Ignoring the veil that partially hid Jimin's face, Jungkook sought his eyes, reflecting an earnest gaze filled with understanding and concern.

Softly, he spoke, "Jimin, if you don't share the same feelings, you could say no. I won't force you." His words carried a gentleness that revealed his deep respect for Jimin's emotions, emphasizing that consent and mutual feelings were paramount in their relationship.

Jimin responded, his voice a blend of assurance and trepidation.
"It's not like that, my king. I do like you; you're my king. I'm just... I just don't know how others will react," he confessed, his words tinged with sincerity and a hint of anxiety. His struggle between personal feelings and societal expectations echoed in the hushed exchange, revealing the complexity of his emotions.

In a chamber filled with a sense of both intimacy and authority, Jungkook's voice resonated with command and assurance. "Jimin," he began, the weight of his words accentuated by his status as the kingdom's ruler, "I hold the authority in this kingdom. The rules are mine to set. No one can challenge that." His statement bore a tone of determination and conviction, underlining his commitment to chart their path regardless of external pressures or societal expectations.

In the heavy pause that enveloped them, Jungkook leaned in, his eyes gazing into Jimin's with a depth of emotion. "Jimin," he implored, his voice soft yet resolute, "I simply need your answer. Do you wish to be my queen or not?" His words were laden with vulnerability and determination, signifying the gravity of the moment, as he awaited Jimin's response to alter the course of their future.

In the moment of truth, Jimin's heart quickened, and a rush of warmth flushed his cheeks as he met the king's penetrating gaze. With a soft, almost trembling voice, he replied, "Yes, my king," accompanied by a subtle nod. His response was a delicate admission, laden with a mix of nervousness, affection, and reverence.

In a spontaneous surge of joy, the king, unable to contain his elation, swept Jimin into his arms, causing Jimin to gasp in surprise. Grasping the king's shoulders for balance, Jimin found himself twirled around in a whirlwind of unexpected delight. The king's unrestrained reaction left Jimin pleasantly shocked, a delighted laughter escaping him as the joyous, romantic moment unfolded, filling the space with an air of whimsical happiness.

To be continued...

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