EYES of the MIDNIGHT PRINCE! -|TAEKOOK|

Jungkook

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Jungkook looked around, taking in the sights and sounds of the town square. Stalls had been set up along the streets, selling food and trinkets, and children darted between the legs of the adults, shrieking with excitement.

He himself was a tall, muscular young man, with a face that was both boyish and manly at the same time. His doe-like eyes were framed by a mop of fluffy long black hair, and his wide smile revealed a set of bunny-like teeth.

The square was abuzz with activity, with villagers from all walks of life eagerly waiting for the prince to make an appearance. Children tugged at their parents' sleeves, asking questions and pointing at the towering palace looming over the square.

Jungkook adjusted the cuffs of his shirt as he stood amongst the throngs of villagers gathered outside the palace. It was the day of the "Prince 25th birthday, and the entire kingdom had been invited to partake in the festivities.

As Jungkook made his way through the crowd, he couldn't help but notice the other guests looking at him with awe. He was wearing traditional attire, a luxurious hanbok in deep earthy tones that brought out his fair skin and slender frame. His long black hair was tied back, accentuating his sharp jawline and dark eyes. But what really caught people's attention was the pair of  golden gloves on his hands.

[Jungkook was aware of his appearance, knowing that he looked like a true prince straight out of a fairytale. It was a bit overwhelming, having everyone stare at him like that, but he tried to remain unaffected, keeping his expression neutral and his manner aloof.

Self obsessed Bun♡ why not?

[Flashback: Jungkook's childhood memory...]

A young Jungkook stood in his room, looking at himself in the mirror as he adjusted the golden gloves on his hands. His mother appeared behind him, a serious expression on her face.

"Jungkook, my son," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "Never forget the importance of these gloves.

They are a symbol of your family's legacy, and they are not meant to be removed in public."His mother's expression softened at the question, and she knelt down beside him, taking his hand in hers.
"These gloves are not just any ordinary gloves, my son," she said.

"They are a reminder of the responsibility you have to carry as a member of our family. They hold deep significance, and they are meant to represent our family's heritage and power."

[Young Jungkook looked up at his mother, his eyes wide and innocent. "But why, mother?" he asked. "Why can't I take them off?"

Jungkook's mother took a deep breath before continuing. "There is something else you need to know," she said, her voice almost a whisper. "These gloves are not just a symbol of our family's legacy, they also hold a greater purpose.

They are a sign of an ancient prophecy that has been passed down through generations. When the time is right, you will understand their real significance."

Young Jungkook's eyes widened in excitement. "A prophecy?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder. "What kind of prophecy, mother?"His mother smiled at his curiosity, but her expression turned serious again.
"I cannot tell you yet, my son," she said. "It is not the right time. Just know that these gloves hold a great power, and they will play a significant role in your life when the time comes."

[Flashback ends when Jungkook flinch by a drum sound]

Suddenly, a drumroll sounded, and the excited chatter faded into silence.