{ THE JUDGEMENT }
Once again, eyes got bigger, especially Taehyung’s. Everyone froze shockingly on their spots.
Jimin’s shaky hands quickly held Jungkook by the sides, and he began responding softly to the slow kiss, caressing his tongue with his each time they meet.
The accidental kiss with Taehyung was nothing compared to this. This is heartwarming and sweet, and the most important part is that he’s having it with the man he’s madly in love with. Yes, MADLY.
They kept kissing wetly in the rain for what looked like forever, and when Jungkook broke it, his eyes found his own, and they began staring at each other. He was still holding him.
“I missed you so much Kookie” he whispered, and Jungkook smiled shortly before kissing his eyes.
“I missed you more, crybaby” he replied, and before he knew it, Jungkook carried him in a bridal style, and he hung his arms on his neck.
He looked at the pale shocked faces of everyone before speaking up.
“I’m back, and that wasn’t my ashes, it’s tiny fireflies” he said sternly, and everyone began blinking.
“I still rule, I still reign, I’m still on the throne, the eleventh king of Goguryeo is not dead, and he’s not dying anytime soon! I’m still Jeon Jungkook!” He said authoritatively, and everyone went on their knees immediately.
“Welcome back your majesty!” Their foreheads touched the ground as they bowed respectfully.
Jungkook sighed and looked at Jimin in his arms. His eyes are closed.
He vanished from there and appeared in his suite.
Jimin was shaking with cold in his arms so he entered the bathroom. He made the tub water warm before placing him down.
“Where are you going?” He asked weakly.
“I’m not going anywhere” he replied, and he held him as he started taking off his wet clothes.
Jungkook took it all off till his last underwear, then he carried him and placed him gently in the warm tub.
The steam started penetrating into his skin immediately, and Jimin started feeling better.
Jungkook dabbed his face with the warm water too, then he washed his hair with the same warm water before carrying him out of it.
He took him back to the room and dried him up before applying the lotion, then he wore him a brand new red robe from his wardrobe.
Jimin was already sleeping when he was done, so he placed him on the bed and kissed his eyes before covering him with the quilt.
He gave him a long look before leaving the room, then he went to his resting room where he sat gently.
He took a deep breath, remembering what actually happened last night.
Immediately he fell weakly and rested on the tree, his sixth sense told him danger is coming, so he scooped some sand into his hand.
Even in his weak state, mother Earth won’t betray him so with that, he was able to create an imaginary image of himself.
His real self appeared far from the image, and he sat behind another tree, watching his imaginary image from there.
His eyes widened when he saw Taehyung, and he almost screamed when he placed the sword on his neck, but when he noticed the different air surrounding him, he relaxed.
“That’s not Taehyung” he muttered as he cut off the head of the image.
To make him believe he’s really dead, he gathered tiny fireflies with his mind and dispersed them like shinning golden ashes.
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