:Silver Lined Bones:

Chapter 3: A Supper's Omens 1

Summary:
Taehyung, Jungkook and the rest of the family arrive at Vanae. Ensues an unexpected encounter with an annoying idiot, another dinner and a revelation that Taehyung is only partially surprised by.

Notes:
I think this chapter was my favorite one to write so far for some reasons, especially taekook's arguing at the dinner table, I've never written any enemies (kinda) to friends to lovers before so playing around with taekook bickering and antagonizing each other is surprisingly fun XD

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The two last dragons land, and with them Taehyung falls quiet.

He knows who they are, more specifically the ice dragon that shifts to human and walks forward with a misplaced assurance. The other three follow suit, chuckling as they converse among each other.

"Hey, Taehyung! Liked our trick?" One of them shouts.

"We thought we'd give you and your betrothed a warm welcome," Woobin adds. "I hope we didn't spook you too badly. You seemed quite distraught."

Woobin, Minho and the other two pause a couple feet away from the Prince.

Taehyung prowls, the ire quivering and kept alive by the prideful grin on Woobin's face. He looms further over Jungkook where his chest brushes against the Prince's crown.

"A pleasure to meet you, my Prince. Welcome to Vanae." A sharp grin displays Woobin's teeth. He bows, the motion anything but respectful. "We thought we'd give you a little rite of passage, a fairly common practice for our kind." He straightens up, a hand tucked in his trousers' pockets while the other settles on Jungkook's shoulder that he pats. "Your first true flight, so to say."

Jungkook looks unimpressed, to Taehyung's delight. There's a moue of boredom on the Prince's face that isn't entirely erased by the curve of his lips. "What a terrific flight," he deadpans. "I enjoyed it thoroughly, however. More particularly the unexpected skydiving toward the end. Thank you..."

Woobin's composure loses its amusement before it returns. "Choi Woobin."

"Thank you, Choi Woobin. I'll make sure to remember your name in case I need some additional diving lessons."

While Taehyung is learning that the Prince thrives in playing pretense, Taehyung doesn't share a figment of the patience Jungkook is showing. He shifts to human, landing on Jungkook's left. He snatches Woobin by the collar of his shirt to shove him away from the Prince and slam the dragonborn against a tree.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Taehyung tightens his grip, his glare riveted on the idiotic fool.

Woobin's friends bring forth their lightning or fire.

Taehyung goes through his imaginary roulette in response. He doesn't grant Woobin's friends a look when he flicks a hand in their direction. The three men are shoved away and stumble on their back. Taehyung extends his arm toward them. The muscles in his fingers tremble, straining under the pressure to keep the three dragonborns down.

"Relax." Woobin's hands shoot up as he glances at his friends. "We wouldn't have let the Prince splatter to death. We saw you go for him before us and figured we'd let you do the job."

There's a crack. Taehyung isn't certain if it's from a rock or one of Minho's bones breaking under the weight of Taehyung's arcane.