The King ON HIATUS

Drunk

You hadn't seen your husband in almost a week now. His brothers claiming he was just stressed and busy with prince duties but the way none of them would look you in the eyes confirmed that he was simply avoiding you, hence why you now sat on your knees in the garden of your old home. Angrily ripping out weeds and digging through the dirt was your way of running from the problems in life.

"I know they're weeds but lighten up, Y/N." Naomi laughed at you from the porch as she sipped her morning coffee. You had showed up in the early hours of the morning and wordlessly started working. Your best friend knew you were stressed and chose to ignore it at least until she was fully awake.
"Trouble in paradise?" You sat back on your knees and glared at her.
"It was never paradise in the first place." You grumbled, standing up and wiping your hands and legs off you made your way and sat next to her in the concrete porch.
"I don't know it's one minute he's sweet and the next he's a complete asshole. I still haven't adjusted to this whole thing and I honestly don't think I ever will." Naomi nodded staring off in the distance watching village people pass by.
"I think Prince Yoongi really likes you. I don't think he chose you just because of duty. I think he cares about you and doesn't know how to handle his newfound feelings." You rolled your eyes and scoffed earning a smack on the arm from your friend. You both sat there and giggled and talked, your mood increasingly getting better being where you were comfortable.

"Y/N? Im surprised to see you in the village like this."
"What's that supposed to mean, Dylan?" You rolled your eyes and smiled.
Wang Dylan, he was one of the town's heart throbs. A wealthier man not rich but definitely not poor. His parents owned the town's only pub and it being a fairly larger town it made good money. Dylan, though constantly pursued through high school never dated. Rumor had it he was gay, but Naomi always insisted that he liked you.

"Well, I'm just saying it's surprising to see our future queen wandering the village unguarded." Dylan laughed sitting down beside you on the porch.
"Did you bring my order, loser?" Naomi spoke up eyeing the brown paper bag he carried. Rolling his eyes he tossed it to Naomi who squealed and rushed inside. Dylan was Naomis cousin so naturally he hung around quite often.
"You know you haven't been to the pub in a while. Wanna go grab a drink? Or is it improper for a princess to drink?" You flicked his forehead before standing up and heading inside to change clothes.
"Ten minutes and I'll drink you under the table like I always do."

It was hours later, the sun had begun to set, and you sat in a chair next to Dylan at his parents pub. You both swayed to some song that played belting the lyrics sloppily along with some other drunk people.
"Another round?" You both nodded at the waitress that set two drinks down on your table. Happily you grabbed it and begun to raise it when a hand yanked it out of yours.
"What the fuck?!" You turned and were met with a dark set of eyes. Min Yoongi.
The bar silenced as all 7 princes now stood looking around the crowded smoky bar.

"Get up. We're leaving." His voice was low as he stared at you.
"Aw come on we were just having fun!" You whined as you Dylan slung an arm over your shoulders.
"Yeah your majesty it's just a few drinks." Dylan and you giggled together and his anger flared.
"Min Y/N. Get your ass up we are going home."
"Just because we are legally married doesn't mean you get to control me your majesty." The last two words came out mockingly and you stood to get in his face and swayed. 

Yoongi caught your arms and started dragging you out if the building and out of the public eye. He knew there was going to be heavy backlash tomorrow from your actions.
"Let go of me, asshole!" You yanked yourself away as Dylan and the princes caught up to you too.
"Would you stop being childish and get in the damn car please?!" Yoongi was tired and stressed and your drunkenness was not helping. When he left a meeting and found out that you had not returned from your friends his heart raced thinking something was wrong but no, you were safe, sloppy drunk and hanging all over some other guy in a bar.

"Childish? I'm the childish one?! You've been avoiding me all week after you announced to everyone that I was basically just a technicality in your life and you're calling me childish?! Why marry me? Divorce me and go marry some bitchy princess and leave me alone. I was fine before you came along and now youre ruining my life! The worst part about this whole thing is that I can feel myself falling for you and I feel so stupid because of it!" None of your words were making sense in your own head but you were drunk and angry and wanted to hurt him the way he had hurt you.

"Y/N let's just go home you're drunk. We can sit snd talk about this tomorrow, please?" Taehyung had approached you and you realized you stood in the middle of the street yelling at the soon to be kind and your husband.
"Fine." You huffed and turned to say goodbye to Dylan before stumbling your way to the parked limousine and promptly fell asleep on the way back to the palace.