DOMINANTLY SUBMISSIVE | JIKOOK [OG]

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The Parks

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Author's POV

"What's wrong?" Seokjin was the first to ask and noticed Jeongguk's bitter facial expression which revealed he didn't want to talk about the topic. But the older one also wanted to know what was the reason behind it.

"As far as I know, you didn't mind an arranged marriage, Jeongguk." Namjoon initiated, sipping on his tea slowly before continuing. "What's the matter, you don't like him?" He questioned and shared a glance with Seokjin who gave him a concerned look. They were taught an arranged marriage ever since they were all little and really, they have gotten used to it including Jeongguk himself. The royal didn't marry for love, they married for power and support. And if one of them is lucky, they will find love in their partner afterward.

"Nothing is," Jeongguk shrugged.

"Quit lying and simply tell us. We are your brothers..." Seokjin stated calmly, holding the cup of tea in his hand, warming it up. In contrast, Jeongguk felt his head would explode. He wasn't a fan of talking, moreover about his situation. He liked to keep it to himself, telling other people about his difficulty would only bring bad luck as a weakness to him. And Jeongguk only wanted them to see he was strong.

"Are you perhaps worried about the throne, Jeongguk? After all, none of us married a man..." Namjoon asked and the younger quickly shot up a glare.

Bingo.

Seokjin shared a glance with Namjoon who nodded, understanding what all of this was about. It was the only valid explanation for Jeongguk to not want to converse about it. He was the crown prince after all, and speaking regarding the throne in front of his older brothers would only make them feel degraded. At least, that was what the younger one seemed to think.

While in an actual case, they completely adored him and believed he was fit to be the next majesty. His deficiency of nothing was outstanding and his love for the people was deeper than any of the siblings could ever. But Namjoon wasn't going to make it into another problem for their youngest. He knew that Jeongguk was only timid about the worst possibility.

"If that's the issue then I suppose you should think about it thoroughly, Gguk. I'm well aware of your concern for the throne, however, not every man you meet yearns for it. None of us did."

"True." Seokjin agreed. "You were being unfair to him, Gguk-ah. You should give him and yourself a chance to get to know each other better before speculating anything. Stealing the throne won't be effortless, moreover sitting in that position. He's your husband, not your enemy." The oldest one concluded as they leaped in silence, letting Jeongguk's mind be occupied by their advice.

'He's your husband, not your enemy.'

He sighed at it. There's a thin line between that.

Suddenly, last night's memories flashed inside his head, reminding him of what happened. Right, the attempted murder. He reached for his pouch before tossing it on the table, looking at Namjoon and Seokjin who raised their eyebrows in question. But no words were uttered as the 3rd prince took it and confusion plastered on his face before putting out the Norigae.

"What is this, Jeongguk?" Seokjin raised a query.

"A Norigae."