ROYALTY; yoonmin

8

Yoongi drove down the road, the soft humming of the engine and the low volume of the radio was the only thing the two boys could hear.

They had been driving for a couple if hours, at first the two were energetic, lively conversation filling the car.
A few hours later, though, and the boys had slipped into a peaceful quiet journey. It was comfortable, and they were both comfortable.

Yoongi heard Jimin yawn, he looked in the way of the younger boy to see him close his eyes and rest his head against the window. Jimin slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window to watch the sky which was slowly becoming dark. Yoongi felt his lips stretch into a small smile as he observed Jimin, he didn't know why, but he was so interested in him; he wanted to get closer to him.

He quickly turned his attention back to road, thankfully he caught himself just in time otherwise they probably would've crashed.
"You tired there, Jimin?"
Jimin looked his way and blushed, realising that Yoongi had been watching him.

"A little."
"Do you want to go back?"
"I don't mind, this seat is actually incredibly comfy." He mumbled, his voice slurring due to his sleepiness.

"I'm sorry this wasn't much of an adventure," Yoongi spoke softly, "I kind of just wanted to drive around and get out of the palace."

"That's okay, I mean, I've never been here before, this view is incredible." Jimin's voice suddenly took on an excited tone as he smiled sincerely.

Yoongi chuckled, he steered the car to turn around, going back towards the palace.

"Hey, Jimin?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you become a butler?"
There was a long pause, a new wave of awkwardness had hit the atmosphere.

"Ah, about that..." he paused, "My family is actually really poor, so all of my life I've had to help out. I saw an opportunity to take this job, which is highest paying job I've ever had and it made complete sense to do it."

"I'm sorry you've had to deal with that."
"Don't apologise, after this long, I'm used to it. You just have to deal with it, you know?"
Yoongi nodded, he could not relate whatsoever, considering he had never struggled with poverty, but he understood how hard it must be.

"Even though, you're the total opposite, I mean, you've got money for days, heck, you're gonna be King one day."
"Oh please, don't remind me." Yoongi scoffed,
"You don't want to be King?" Jimin asked, curiously.

"It's not that I don't want to be King, I just think I'm not fit for such a position."
"Wow," Jimin chuckled sadly,
"What is it?"
"Even by the way you talk, anyone can tell you're totally rich..."
Yoongi just smiled in response, not knowing whether to laugh along or not.

"Really though, I can't run a country. I don't like feeling obligated to marry a woman just to carry out my reign and to please everyone." His words were heavy, and Jimin could recognise a buck-load of emotion from them.

"It must suck being a gay prince, right?"
"You did not just ask me that." Yoongi placed his hand to his forehead as he chuckled.
"Yeah, sorry, that was a stupid question."
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The boys had made their way back to palace. Yoongi killed the engine as the car came to a stop.
He turned to get Jimin's attention,
"Jimin-ah, we're he-" He noticed Jimin had fallen asleep against the window, he had a peaceful expression on his face and a hint of a smile on his lips. Yoongi smiled warmly, Jimin was too cute for him to handle sometimes.

Yoongi shamelessly stared at him for a fee seconds, 'damn you for being so attractive', he thought.
He couldn't deny his slight feelings for Jimin, the boy didn't exactly help with those emotions by being around him everyday, either. Yoongi sighed as he realised that he would never be able to be with someone like Jimin, not if he was supposed to be King.

Before he knew it, his eyes were pricking with tears, Yoongi instinctively wiped his eyes with his hand. He hated crying, he felt weak everytime it happened, let alone if anyone caught him. His father always made sure that Yoongi never cried, he was raised with the forced belief that 'Boys don't cry'.

He sighed and leaned back in the seat of his car, his eyes gazing out the window and observing the dark night sky.
He wished for things to be different.
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Two chapters in less than 24 hours, I'm on a roll🥖(get it(bread roll))
Hope yall enjoy✌️