His Queen

Chapter 6

Happy birthday to our baby star candy, our baby highness and taehyung's princess, Jeon Jungkook ♡!

Today is kookoo's real-life birthday and also his birthday in this chapter, uwu!

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Jungkook's POV :

Three Years Earlier :

I quickly diverted my gaze elsewhere, and from the corner of my eyes, I could make out a ghost of a smirk on his face. He found out I was checking him out, and he was proud of it. The situation got really awkward for me, and then he cleared his throat.

"If you don't mind me asking, why exactly are you going to Jimin's house?" He asked me.

"I can't go home in such a condition, hair disheveled, makeup smudge, short dress." I replied.

"So you're not supposed to be wearing that?" He asked.

"No, I just wore it because Irene asked me to. She said my initial clothing wasn't suited for a night club like Diandro's. I guess I.... Thrust her choices." I explained.

"Didn't seem that way when she told me to drop you home." Taehyung smirked.

"Yeah, not all of her choices I guess." I mumbled.

"So how old are you again?" He asked me.

"Sixteen." I replied. "Well more like seventeen, I just turned seventeen a few hours ago."

"You only just turned seventeen?" He asked, surprised. "You're quite beautiful for someone your age."

"Um, thanks?" I replied awkwardly, shifting in my seat. That wasn't true. Well not entirely at least. Sure, I had straight, shoulder-length, raven, black hair with blonde highlights, black doe eyes, a pretty lips with a mole under it, and a pretty nose as some people would tell me, but I wasn't the most beautiful kind of boy out there. And also I was slightly chubby.

"So today's your birthday." Taehyung commented, sighing.

"Yeah." I replied, looking down at my thighs.

"Gosh I'm so sorry for making you cry on your birthday." He said apologetically, and I offered him a very small smile. "Also, I really don't think they should've taken you to Diandro's. You're young for a place like that." He commented.

"You sound like you're some oldie." I muttered, more to myself, but he heard me and chuckled.

"Well, I'm currently twenty five. So yeah, I'm kinda old than you, haha." He chuckled. My eyes slightly went wide after he told me his age. So he's eight years older than me.

But I chose to remain quiet and looked out of the window. "Well, we're almost at ******* mall. Please direct me from here."

I nodded, sitting up straight.

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"Yeah, stop by that white car." I told him, and he did as he was told. His guards had stopped following us some time earlier, and Taehyung had brought me to Jimin's place in a matter of twenty minutes, even though it was supposed to take at least a fifty minutes.

Yes, I almost died that night.

"Here we are." He said.

"Ye-yeah." I replied, feeling slightly guilty for accusing him for kidnapping me. He smiled at me, making me internally swoon because of how good he looked.

Now that I was finally calm, my horny side was starting to kick in. But did that mean I was going to stay a second longer with him?
Nope.

"Uh, I should go." I said and started to get off, but he grabbed my hand, making me suck in a breath.