The King

Good Morning

Light knocking drew you out of your sleep. Who was knocking? Naomi never knocked on your bedroom door so why was she now? You tried to shuffle and bury your face in the covers but realized there was a weight across your stomach keeping you in place. Eyes flying open, you were met with Prince Yoongis sleeping face. You lifted the covers slightly and sighed in relief to see yourself still fully clothed.
"Come in." You squeaked out. The door opened slightly as a maid poked her head in and bowed to you slightly.
"Breakfast is ready." And with that she exited the room, quietly shutting the door.

Attempting to slip from Yoongis embrace you cheered silently as you stood but the celebration was premature as a hand clasped around your wrist and you were yanked back down to the bed and engulfed in warmth.
"Where are you going?" His raspy voice sent a chill straight to your core that you chose to ignore.
"Breakfast is ready your majesty."  A small shriek left your lips as you were all but thrown onto your back on the plush mattress. You stared up at Yoongi as he pinned your wrists above your head with one hand. He silently hovered over you as he glared down at you.
"You have a bad habit of not listening to me."
"W-what?" You stammered out as he leaned in closer to your blushed face. His free hand lightly held your face in place so you couldn't look away from him.
"I've asked you numerous times to call me by my name princess and yet you continue to defy me. I'm inclined to think it's on purpose. Are you trying to agitate me?"

You shook your head no as much as you could under his grip. A smirk wide on his face as he leaned in and kissed the spot right by your ear, an involuntary shiver wracked your body, and you knew immediately that Yoongi felt it.
"Bad girls get punished, Y/N. If I were you, I would be a good girl and listen." He whispered in your ear before kissing the side of your face again and then finally letting you go. His thumb dragging along your bottom lip as he released you.
Note to self: Yoongi is a bit of a perv behind closed doors.

You watched as the smirking prince disappeared into the bathroom before you jumped up and ran to your own to prepare for the day.

You were the last to enter the dining room for breakfast. It was more silent than usual, and you assumed it was due to the three younger troublemakers being extremely hungover.
"What do you call a cow with no legs? Ground beef!" Jin let out a loud laugh as his wife shook her head sipping her coffee. Groans were chorused around the large table as you took your seat next to your husband.
"Jin hyung please shut the fuck up. Your jokes are a nightmare on a normal day." Jimin nodded at Jungkooks statement earning a glare from the eldest. Taehyung seemed to be asleep with his head on the table.

"Maybe next time you'll remember how royalty is supposed to look in public and not drink so heavily."
"We're not the only ones who got up to trouble last night. Mrs. Min I'm surprised you can walk this morning, actually I'm surprised hyung let you out of his room so early." You sat stunned at the youngest's statement before your mind took a bullet train to la la land.
Are you telling me Yoongi is that rough in bed? Or is he just that big? Your dirty thoughts were halted as Yoongi spoke up.
"She only slept in my bed because I caught a couple princesses harassing her last night and she was pretty shaken up. You know as well as everyone else does Jeon that this marriage is purely advantageous." Yoongi abruptly stood and left the dining hall. his quick footsteps echoed until they were far away enough that they could barely be heard. You tried to ignore his harsh words, but he was right. You started to let your feelings get in the way of the reality.

"Sorry Y/N. Hyung is touchy about his private life and doesn't like being the center of attention. I didn't think my teasing would cause that." You smiled and shook your head at the youngest,
"No, it's okay. He's right. I'm only here because he was forced to marry, and I was too scared to say no to him." A tear slid down your face as you bowed and excused yourself to your room.