MELODY || Jikook ||

♬ Secret's and Solace ♬

Jimin stood by the window, the ethereal glow of the moon caressed his features, casting an enchanting radiance upon his veiled face. His golden locks cascaded down his back like strands of spun silk, framing his contemplative gaze. Clad in a delicate nightgown, he seemed to be enveloped in a world of his own, lost in the silent conversation between his thoughts and the moonlit night outside.

He was abruptly pulled from his reverie by the sensation of strong arms encircling his slender waist. Recognizing the touch of his beloved, he relaxed into the embrace, feeling the steady beat of his companion's heart against his back.

"What are you looking at, my love?" Jungkook  asked in low voice breaking the silence.

Jimin turned around, his eyes, softened by the moon's gentle glow, met King's dark, intense gaze. 
"Nothing, my king. I was just lost in the mesmerizing beauty of the moon." He replied with a smile.

Tthe soft strands of jimin's blond hair cascading over his face caught Jungkook's attention. Even though a delicate veil obscured Jimin's features, Jungkook reached out with a gentle touch, his fingertips tucking the strands behind Jimin's ear, as if trying to glimpse the beauty hidden beneath "You're truly stunning," Jungkook murmured, his voice, filled with awe and reverence. "The moon's beauty pales in comparison to yours."

Jimin felt a warmth spreading across his cheeks, a gentle blush betraying his emotions.
"Thank you, my king," Jimin whispered, his eyes filled with love for Jungkook.

Just as they settled into a comfortable silence, Jungkook suddenly asked, "How was the meeting with the advisors?"

Jungkook's question broke the peaceful silence of the night, causing Jimin's heart to skip a beat. A sudden wave of anxiety gripped him as he stood in the moonlight, his expression tightening with unease at the mention of the advisors' meeting.
"It was..." Jimin's voice faltered, his words trailing off as he struggled to mask the fear creeping into his heart.

"It was... good," Jimin admitted, his gaze dropping momentarily. Sensing Jimin's uncertainty, Jungkook furrowed his brow, concern etched into his features.

"Are you sure?" he asked gently
"They didn't give you a hard time, did they?" Jimin swallowed hard, willing his voice to remain steady as he sought to reassure his beloved. "No," he replied, each word carefully measured. "They were all very kind to me."

Jimin felt a knot tighten in his stomach, dreading the inevitable question he prayed wouldn't come. "What task did they gave you?" Jungkook's voice was gentle, yet it pierced through the silence like a dagger, prompting Jimin to confront the truth he had been desperately trying to evade.

Jimin's heart racing as he grappled with his inner turmoil. Summoning every ounce of courage, he met Jungkook's concerned gaze with a forced smile, hoping to shield him from the storm raging within.
"They... um," he stuttered, his voice betraying his inner turmoil as he struggled to articulate the tasks assigned to him.
"I-I can't tell you," he admitted, his words barely audible above the pounding of his heart.

“Why not?” Jungkook asked, worry clear in his voice as he looked into Jimin's eyes, sensing his hesitation. He reached out to gently hold Jimin's trembling hand. “Did they tell you not to tell me?” Jungkook's voice was soft but urgent, his concern growing as he tried to understand why Jimin was so visibly shaken.

Tears welled up in Jimin's eyes, their shimmering pools reflecting the turmoil within his soul as he uttered those words with a quivering voice. "I-im sorry, my king,"

Jungkook's heart clenched with a sudden wave of concern. Gently, he reached out, his fingertips brushing against Jimin's cheeks, his touch a tender reassurance amidst the storm of emotions.
"Hey, Jimin, my love," he murmured, his voice infused with urgency and care.