BTS IMAGINES AND SCENARIOS

Zany✿( Kim Taehyung/V)

Y/n
    Adjusting my crown one last time, I walked out of my room towards the ballroom where my subjects gathered. The distant conversations that could be heard seized upon my arrival,all bowing to show respect.
   Tonight's gathering was quite crucial. Aligned in a straight line were men from different towns and kingdoms. Off on the side were my parents who conversed away with respectable families, sharing a laugh. I could feel eyes on my as I sat on the throne. Being a queen without a king was cool for a while until it wasn't. The kingdom's people were hungry for a new king and a heir and my father did just that even after several years from his stepping down.
   My eyes glanced through the line of men who are oh-so-desperate for my hand in marriage. No one has caught my interest yet but I knew I had to pick soon before my father does. When it was time to waltz,I owed about ten men a dance before the waltz ended. Little conversations were brought up during each dance but none of them spiked my interest. They all just spoke about how wonderful of a man they think they are.
      After what felt like hours,I had successfully danced with most of the men and my feet were killing me. Having thought I would rest my feet for a while,I unfortunately bumped into someone after resorting to staring at my feet as I walked. The action causing me to fall flat on my butt. Gaps suddenly erupted amongst the crowed while I was in a complete daze. Infront of me stood the most handsome man I had ever laid my eyes on. His eyes went wide as he realized what had happen, immediately pulling me to my feet, apologizing profusely. I assured him that it was fine, asking him to make for it by dancing with me. Sure my feet were hurting and felt numb but missing a chance to dance with this man was one I couldn't miss. He immediately agreed,a big boxy smile plastered on his face.
     Whispers echoed in the crowd as I allowed the stranger waltz me into a stupor.   The dance ended quicker than I wanted it to. Whispers echoed in the room as I strolled back towards the throne.
' I can't believe he got to dance with the queen!' 
'He got his filthy hands on her!'
' The queen looked quite smitten with him!'
   I furrowed my eyebrows at what I heard. Despite it all, I had found my groom. Hushed voices could be heard as my father began his announcement.
" Her majesty will now be choosing her groom." Cheers erupted and died down almost immediately as my eyes scanned through the sea of heads. A small smile found its way to my face as I looked eyes with a pair of familiar brown orbs. Another dramatic gasps escaped the lips of the people as they followed my gaze,all eyes peering at the beautiful stranger. For the second time tonight,his eyes were as wide as saucers. Shocked and death glares were thrown not so secretly to him as he looked down at his feet, nervously playing with his fingers.
   Taking it upon my self,I marched down the short flight of stairs towards him,the crowd parting allowing me through. I stood I front of my future husband, taking his hands in mine and walking back to throne,him by my side.
  'A commoner?!?!'
' Is she insane?'
   Those were the words the town's people could mutter as they gossiped amongst themselves.
" Your majesty, he's a commoner." My father whispered, staring worriedly at me. I ignored his protest, facing the people.
  " I have chosen who I shall marry, the future king of this kingdom. Yes he is a commoner and yes I might've gone insane but with just a dance spent together, he captivated me which every respectable men have been unable to do. I want only what is best for my kingdom and your support is crucial. I declare him your future king and you shall accept and respect him."  The crowd grew silent, their mouths ajar. Having finished with my speech, I pulled him with me, leaving the crowded space.
    We were met with a light gush of wind as the door pushed open. He pulled his hand rather harshly out of mine, stepping a bit back.
" Your majesty this is wrong." His baritone voice spoke.
"What?" I wondered, looking at his face.
"Why me your highness? They were hundreds of men out there who were ready to marry you." He reasoned.
" And I choose you."
" You shouldn't have."
" Will you be my husband?"
" I shouldn't ,your majesty."
" Well then, as your queen I command you to be my husband." I ordered.
" Your majesty." He exclaimed, knowing he had no choice.
" Am I not nice? Am I a bad person and as to why you seek release?" I asked
" No your majesty-"
" Then end of discussion then. We are to be married and crowned next month and you shall be my husband and this kingdom's king." I nodded, leaving no room for any more protests.
" Now future husband,I would like to get to know you. Starting from your name." I started.
" My name is Kim Taehyung ,your majesty" he rehorted bashfully.
" Lose the formalities. Nice to meet you Teahyung, I am Y/n." I stated.
" You don't need an introduction your-Y/n."
" It felt right though." I replied.
" Would you like to have tea with me Taehyung?" I asked, gesturing towards the set up near us.
" I would love that."