When the world became too much and he sought refuge in a nearby pool, Taehyung never could've imagined that the strange sensations that washed over him would catapult him hundreds of years into the past.
But before he could catch his breath, he foun...
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In the early morning, the sound of the rooster waking Taeyung up caused him to groan in frustration. "Ugh, let me just eat it," he mumbled grumpily, his head still aching from the long study session the night before.
Later on that day, Jungkook, who was writing on the floor with a stick, his eyes focused on the numbers in front of him. One by one, he wrote them down, the strokes of the stick fluid and precise. "3+7=10," he stated, his voice firm and decisive. Taeyung, standing beside him and holding an umbrella for the king as he wrote, clapped excitedly, as if applauding a performance.
Again in the king's chamber another day, As Taeyung turned his attention to a stack of books on his table, Jungkook took notice of the pen in his hand. His eyes widened as he examined it closely. "Wow!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with fascination. "It writes so smoothly!"
The next day, as Jungkook was in the great hall, his monarch's people requested that he spend some time with the queen to give them an heir, as was customary.
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But instead of paying attention to their requests, Jungkook kept memorizing the numbers he had written on his palm earlier with Taeyung's pen.
Taeyung and Jungkook were focused and hard at work, the only sound in the cabin being the scratching of their pens on paper and the faint rustling of pages as they flipped through their books.
The quiet was only broken by the sudden sound of shouting outside the chamber.
"Her Majesty the Queen is here!" announced a guard, his voice echoing down the hall. Jungkook looked up from his work, surprised by the news, but quickly regained his composure. He turned to Taehyung and then ordered, "Enter."
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A moment later, the door to the chamber opened, and Queen Jimin, accompanied by fifty maids, entered. She wore a magnificent robe of silk, embroidered with golden thread. In her hand, she carried a tray of food that smelled appetizingly of spice and herbs.
Taeyung stared at her in disbelief, unable to find his voice. He had never seen his best friend this girly dressed up and detached before, and it left him feeling confused and uncertain. "Jimin!!!!!..." he finally managed to whisper, as if testing the name on his tongue.
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