"Oh shit. Regret. Sooo much regret." You groaned as you covered your head with your pillow to shield from the light filtering in your room from the window.
"What kind of palace has see-through curtains on the bedroom windows? I need to swipe my blackout ones from Naomi." Grumbling, you forced yourself to combat your hangover and headed to the bathroom to situate yourself.
"Mrs. Min? Mr. Min asked me to bring you breakfast to your room." You poked your head out the bathroom door frame and watched as the maid set down a tray on your bedside table. Slightly bowing and thanking her you finished brushing your hair.
"He also has requested you to accompany him after breakfast. He will be in his office; A guard will escort you when you're ready." She promptly left leaving you no room to argue.You tried to muster courage as you stood in front of Yoongis personal office. This along with the rest of the boys' offices were some of the rooms that were off limits to most of the house. Him calling you here meant it was serious. Cringing at yourself, your drunken rant from last night replayed over and over in your head. Your biggest curse: no matter how drunk, you always remembered everything.
"Her highness, Princess Y/N is here to see you." The guard that escorted you knocked on the door gave you a small smile and swiftly left. You heard a gruff 'come in' and slowly opened the door taking deep breaths. Head down you stepped inside and shut the door before approaching him. Yoongi stood in front of a large wooden desk, casually leaning on it with his arms crossed.
Yoongi POV
I watched as she stood in front of me fidgeting. She had yet to look me in the eyes and I knew that she remembered last night.
"Y/N." She flinched at my voice but didn't look up. Uncrossing my arms I stepped towards her. She looked so small in front of me. Her words had plagued me all night.
"I'm falling for you" had played over through my head like a spell."Y/N, please look at me." Gently cupping her face in my hands, I tilted her head, so she was looking into my eyes. Those eyes who didn't look at me like I was some monster. Her eyes. I stared into those eyes I didn't realize I had come to adore, and time stopped.
"Y-Yoongi?" Her whispering voice was a siren song in my head, all of my rational thoughts had vanished, and the only thing left was a small voice "kiss her."Before I could process how stupid this was, I pulled her towards me so that our lips grazed each other's. She didn't pull away or flinch, just simply stared.
"You are so beautiful." And with that last whisper I captured her lips. Her immediate response had me reeling and it took all of my will power to keep myself grounded. Deepening the kiss, I dropped a hand to grasp her waist and bring her closer. I needed her close needed to feel her against me.She trembled under me as I slid my tongue along her bottom lip before sliding it into her mouth to taste her more. I should stop, should show some kind of self-control but her rapid heartbeat and the taste of her lips had me insatiable. A small breathy moan escaped her lips when my fingers grazed a spot on her hip, and she pulled away. Panting and hand covering her mouth she looked horrified.
"I'm sorry I don't know where-"
"Don't you dare apologize. Do it again. Let me hear you."Pulling her back to me she relaxed and let me drag her to my desk. Without releasing her lips, I hoisted her on top of the desk and slotted myself between her legs. The kiss heated as her hands tugged at the strands of hair at the base of my neck. This girl had me wrapped around those fingers. Needing to breathe I reluctantly let go of her mouth opting to trail kisses down her jaw and then neck nipping at the spot just under her jaw.
"Y-Yoongi." Humming I continued to nip at her soft skin hands now roaming up from her waist.
"You're so fucking beautiful." She arched into me and moaned. Fuck that sound, I could die happily after hearing that. Just as I was about take her lips again the door opened."Hyung, have you talked to Y/N? She wasn't at- oh shit."
"You better have a really good fucking reason as to why you just interrupted." I didn't turn around and just kept my head rested against her shoulder as she tried to hide in front of me.
"Well, how the hell was I supposed to know you two would be fucking in your office?!"
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The King
RomantizmPrince Yoongi, heir to the throne needs a wife in order to become king. The crown princes of Bangtan, a providence in Korea, hold a ball where every eligible maiden is to attend. Your friend Naomi convinces you to go with her. Neither of you expecte...