⚜REST WITHIN ME⚜ [Namjin] [Taekook] (Under Editing)

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The golden ring tied to the King's ring finger feels light and snug, unlike the prior mandatory clasp of the forced marriage. Months ago, when his marriage had taken place, the ring Jisoo wove to his hand was only given a time period of eight hours to design his finger before he removed it away—just after the ceremony. And, until now, he only has opened the drawer containing the ring-box when attending public events and ceremonies. Yet, this night has passed with the serene moon pinnacled in the sky, blessing the couple and being the only witness and the priest of their marriage. Unlike what Namjoon has fantasized of how their marriage should happen, the realistic function only occurred with the number of two people. No matter how much the king has convinced his prince to let his sister participate, the latter has waved him off mockingly—stating that it's not necessary to fill the chamber with more eyes, when it was only their own eyes introducing promises to themselves and exchanging the ecstasy. It was their own hearts that would sign the mere word of marriage, and their own hands that would be ornamentally decorated by golden rings. Thus, Namjoon was swayed by the humble perception, and invited only themselves to the reserved function of their marriage. However, as a matter of fact, the chamber was polished and garlanded upon the King's instructions.

After they had exchanged the rings, muttering their own assuaged vows against their lips before offering the first kiss as legal partners, Namjoon has gathered the prince close to his embrace and bathed him with verbal and physical love as much as he could show, in addition to the spiritual and untold love he could only convey through his guileless eyes. Lovemaking as partners has felt surreal and divine, but with each touch of their hands and intertwining fingers, the love has been real and memorable. Now, as the prince slumbers soundlessly among his partner's arms, being tucked and curled like a bear cub in its mother's embrace, Namjoon is miles yonder from sleep. He remains attentive to the nocturnal world outside, his hand held high where the gold ring is caught in light of the lamps. A smile shines in his eyes as he admires the thin encasing around the base of his ring finger, the other hand gingerly clasped around the prince's waist.

It happened at last, the King broods, he's mine to love for the rest of our lives.

The thought is billowed by a sigh of relief, and his eyes cast over to the face pressed to his chest. Unable to resist the engulfing thought, Namjoon kisses softly on Seokjin's forehead, pressing yet another kiss upon the prince's nose, then on the lips before smiling down at the undisturbed features. The breaths are shallow and even against his cheek, Namjoon feels. His brown eyes brush the gaze over the desirable body wherein a silk robe washed with a carnal shade of red is being wrapped around the nakedness, merged with the color of the sheets—yet slightly lighter in tone. In contrast to the porcelain figure, the robe is like a rose in a bank of snow. The prince was dressed in a toga beforehand the bedding—as Namjoon has requested resolutely—of silver satin with gold embroiders, a few stitched swans and lotuses at the borders.

The king closes his eyes briefly and recalls the elegance of his prince in that attire. The narrowness of the waist had been enhanced by a gold colored girdle, and the robes were clasped by a silver pin at the shoulder, allowing the shawl to drape over the floor gracefully. Brown leather sandals were strapped to his feet, the strips fastened around the shins likes the two snakes around Caduceus. Unlike any man wearing a Royal toga—or contrasting to any man—Seokjin had worn a golden necklet around his neck, and golden studs clipped to his ear-lobes. The sheen hair was plaited on either sides of his head, designed with a golden diadem around, and the rest of his hairs spilled over the shoulder blades. Seokjin had painted his lips in red, cheeks brushed in color and eyelids sparkling in silver. Namjoon has been awe-struck by the entrancing beauty, the irresistible charms and god-sculpted features the whole time.