EYES of the MIDNIGHT PRINCE!

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V? Mask? Golden Gloves?

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Prince Taehyung raised an eyebrow, amused by Jimin's comment. "Is that a hint of concern in your voice, Jimin? Do you think I'm lonely?"

"Of course not, my lord," Jimin said, his tone mockingly serious.
"You're surrounded by adoring people all day, how could you possibly be lonely?"

Prince Taehyung chuckled, despite himself. "You know what I mean, Jimin. Loneliness is not measured by the number of people around you, it's about the absence of someone who truly understands you."

Jimin nodded, his tone sober now. "I do understand, my lord. But perhaps someday, someone will come into your life who isn't fooled by the mask. Someone who sees past your title and status and recognizes the real you."

Prince Taehyung looked at Jimin, a flicker of hope in his eyes. "You think so, Jimin? You truly believe that there could be someone out there who could see past this mask and break it down, making me free again?"

Prince Taehyung chuckled bitterly. "You know Jimin, I've given up hope of finding someone like that. It's a childish dream, to believe that there's someone out there who could break this mask and set me free from this life. Love is just a silly fairytale, something that belongs in children's stories, not in reality."

Jimin looked at the prince sympathetically. "My lord, don't say that. Just because you haven't found that person yet doesn't mean they don't exist. Love is not just a fairytale, it's a very real and powerful emotion."

Suddenly, a guard approached Jimin, interrupting their conversation. "Excuse me, Advisor Park," the guard said, his voice respectful. "

The king is requesting Prince Taehyung's presence."Jimin nodded, turning back to the prince. "Duty calls, my lord. Your highness awaits you."

Prince Taehyung groaned, rolling his eyes. "Of course he does. He can never just let me enjoy myself, can he?"

Jimin chuckled, patting the prince's shoulder. "You know how your father is, my lord. Duty before pleasure, as he always says."

Prince Taehyung sighed, his shoulders slumping. "Oh, I know that all too well. It's as if he gets some sadistic pleasure out of disrupting my few moments of peace."

"Come now, my lord," Jimin said, gently guiding the prince towards the king's chamber. "Chin up, it may not be as bad as you expect. Maybe he just wants to wish you a happy birthday again."

As the prince walked away with the guard, Jimin stepped outside the tent, feeling a bit suffocated by the stifling atmosphere of the square. He walked around, trying to clear his head and take in some fresh air.

As he made his way through the crowd, Jimin suddenly bumped into someone, causing him to stumble backwards."Oh, I'm so sorry," Jimin said, looking up to see who he had bumped into.

His eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of a tall, muscular young man standing in front of him. The man's face was boyish, with wide eyes that held a hint of innocence and a smile that revealed a set of bunny-like teeth.

Jungkook had also been taken aback by the collision, but he quickly recovered, a sheepish smile appearing on his face. "No worries," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I wasn't looking where I was going either."

Jimin's breath caught in his throat as he looked at the young man. He couldn't help but think, "Is this guy for real? He looks like he just stepped out of a fairy tale, with his adorable smile and those endearing bunny teeth."