A Desire for the Moon

10

"Ugh." The sunlight was really irritating. "Bixby shut the curtains."

There was no reply, and the curtains were still open.

He clicked his tongue, "Bixby!" There was no reply. "God damn it!" He got up, completely irritated by the lack of response. The unfamiliar surroundings scared him at first, but then he remembered that he was not in the palace. "Ah!" He ruffled his hair and looked on the other side of the bed. It was empty. There was a note stuck to the pillow.

I know you are disappointed. But something happened at the palace. I need to run. I'll come back on the weekend. Text me when you wake up. Take care. I love you.

~Hoseokie hyung. 🤍

Jimin smiled as he read through the note. He immediately looked for his phone.

Seokie hyung💞

I just woke up.

I hope everything is okay there.

He was about to lock his phone when there was a notification. He didn't expect Hoseok to reply immediately.

Seokie hyung💞

Good Morning, Minie-yah!

Everything is okay here.

You don't have to worry.😊

Okay!

Don't work too hard.

I will try!

Jimin laughed a little before turning the screen off. He was about to get up when he smelled something cooking. His mouth started watering, so he immediately got up and got ready.

When he got out of the room, a delicious smell filled the air. He walked towards the kitchen island. "You know how to cook."

Jungkook flinched a little and turned back. He bowed a little, "Ah, yeah. Namjoon hyung taught us how to cook."

Jimin nodded. He sat down on the bar chair, his legs hanging. "What are you making?"

"Korean Pancakes."

"Jungkook..." Jimin cleared his throat, "What are you getting paid?"

Jungkook stopped flipping the pancake in between. He turned the stove off and turned back, "Why do you want to know?"

Jimin took a deep breath and looked at the island. "I never had an actual friend. I was under supervision until I was 12 years old. And then every person around me was getting paid by his majesty."

Jungkook knew what it meant not to have real friends around. He was always bullied or isolated because he was weak. He smiled softly, "I can't disclose the payment. I signed an NDA, but he pays enough for me to live comfortably."

Jimin nodded, "That's good. Are you supposed to report everything to his majesty?"

Jungkook shook his head, "No. I am only supposed to report any major incident."

"You know," Jimin cleared his throat, "No, I have a request. Can you pretend that you are not getting paid to be with me?"

"Huh?" Jungkook couldn't understand what Jimin meant.

Jimin looked at the island. "I want to know the feeling of having a real friend. I want to be able to talk freely with someone. I want to be myself. Usually, I can only be myself around Hoseok Hyung."

Jungkook's eyes went wide. Was Jimin being open about the relationship?

Jimin raised his eyebrows, "I know that Namjoon-shi must have told you about us."