DOMINANTLY SUBMISSIVE | JIKOOK [OG]

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My Husband.

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Author's POV

The royal families were eating together for the night as a small celebration of the crown prince's arrival. Everyone was there except for NamJoon and SeokJin who lived far away, hence the King decided to not bother them. 

That was the problem, Taehyung was there too. 

It was well known that Jungkook didn’t like these types of gatherings, even more so now when he knew that few of them in the room were silently praying for his death. Smiling and talking to him as if he was stupid enough to fall for such a masquerade. How counterfeit. They were waiting for the food to arrive and it hadn’t been more than five minutes but Jeongguk already felt he wanted to leave. 

He sat in silence beside his mother, followed by the King and Queen Kim, the 4th prince, and Jimin who was the opposite of him. He gritted his teeth, brushing his wedding ring using his thumb. His cold gaze remained on Jimin who was laughing and speaking to Taehyung about god-knows-what. Jeongguk didn’t care enough to know the topic, but one thing for sure they needed to stop.  

He didn't know where this possessive feeling came from but he was covetous, needless to say. Regardless, of course, he had no intention of accepting it and claimed he was only infuriated because the way they both conversed was disrespectful. Taehyung was unmarried and Jimin was his. But the older one behaved as if Jeongguk wasn’t sitting ahead of him. How tactless, laughing with some other man in front of the husband. 

Jeongguk scoffed mentally at the sight. 

After a few minutes which felt like an hour to him, the meals finally came as court ladies entered and put down the dishes on the table, followed by small bowls and chopsticks along with a spoon beside. It was at that moment, a beautiful princess stepped into the room. She was wearing a baby blue Hanbok with pink and purplish flowers decorating the fabric. Her hair was styled in a twisted half-up with loose curls, letting her hair fall beautifully over her shoulders with butterflies Binyeo to complete the sweet look. To say she was angelic was an understatement. 

Instantly, Jeongguk lit up seeing her. “Ah… my daughter. You finally came.” He heard the King speak and she chuckled in return before taking a seat beside Jeongguk. “Hieora…” He initiated as the woman bowed her head a little. Though they were the same age, Jeongguk’s title was what kept them different. Kim Hieora, the youngest child of Kim, and the only princess in the family. Jeongguk had grown up with her for as long as he could remember and they were closer than the rest.

“Jeongguk… It’s been a while since we met.” Hieora uttered and he spared a smile at his twin. “So, how are you? You’ve changed,” The princess commented as Jeongguk could only chuckle dryly before answering. “As you can see, I’m doing fine. And yeah, I have changed somewhat. I have become more handsome now.” He teased and watched as she rolled her eyes in annoyance. That made both of them laugh. 

“You’re so annoying.” She remarked, making the smile wider on his face. 

“But you love it.” Jeongguk taunted.

“Yes, I do…” Hieora unexpectedly said. Making him stop chewing on his food and glance to his side only to see the princess already staring at him with a glint of shine in her almond eyes. It wasn’t the look you always gave to your siblings, it was the look you gave to your lover and Jeongguk knew her feelings for him despite her keeping it silent over the years. It was evident that even a blind man could see it. The crown prince, however, also didn’t bother to point it out. He only viewed her as his twin and nothing more.