Your Majesty {NamJin}

seventeen

Taehyung found Seokjin in his usual spot in the gardens, looking at the flowers intently as if he were watching them grow. Maybe he was doing so for all he figured. He sat next to his senior, evoking smiles on both their beautiful faces.

"Hyung."

"Taehyungie! How are you? How is Seonbi?"

"Seonbi is faring well. I wish I could say the same for myself."

"Hm? What troubles you?"

Taehyung gave an exasperated exhale. "The attacks in the south...the Silcho really won't give us any rest."

Seokjin placed an arm around the younger lord, returning a sympathetic smile. "I know  Taehyung. His Majesty is doing the best he can."

"I'm afraid for Seonbi's family. She's from the south, you know."

"Really?"

At this, Seokjin's heart fell. Seonbi's family could be in serious danger, even if they were noble. All of the southern provinces were at the mercy of the Silcho, regardless of rank.

"I wish there was some way to protect them," Taehyung murmured, concern brimming in his eyes.

Seokjin paused, trying to think of an answer.

"Aren't General Park and his troops down south right now? He should be protecting them."

The second lord's eyes lit up, but the spark in them blew out as soon as it flickered to life.

"How do I know they're okay? I can't say for sure unless I see them with my very eyes."

"Then...take a trip down south to see them."

Taehyung's head whipped around to look at Seokjin. The elder lord smiled, holding Taehyung closer. After a moment of gazing into each other's eyes, a smile creeped onto Taehyung's expeession.

"Hyung, you really are a genius! We just need permission from His Majesty"--

"We could all go! You, me, Seonbi"--

"Perfect! Let's go ask Namjoon right now," Taehyung said, coaxing his hyung towards the grand hall of the palace where Namjoon was.

The royal had been watching Seokjin, letting the muted dialogue unfold before him. He had watched as Seokjin wrapped an arm around Taehyung and smiled at him, all while standing alone in front of the grand hall. Barely managing to suppress the pangs of jealousy boiling over in his chest, he turned away from the sight, trying to convince himself that it was nothing but a friendly embrace.

They've been friends for the longest time. It was just a friendly hug. Wasn't Taehyung looking sad when Seokjin hugged him? It was only out of sympathy, nothing more. He loves me, and me only...

When he saw them coming his way, he slapped a smile onto his face, appearing happy to see them. For the millionth time, he puffed his chest and straightened his posture, letting the royal in royalty wash over him.

Seokjin came first, kneeling on the floor and bowing towards Namjoon. Seconds later, Taehyung followed suit. When the younger hit the ground, they chanted the mantra of "Majesty's blessing" in sync.

"You bless me with yours..." Namjoon chuckled, amused by the panting duo.

"Y-Your Majesty...we would like..." Taehyung began, still catching his breath.

"Please...we would like to ask..." Seokjin stammered.

"Lord Taehyung, Lord Seokjin," Namjoon said, silencing them. Catching the drift, they stopped to regain their breath before speaking again.

"Your Grace," Seokjin began. "We would like to ask something of you."

"What is it, Lord Seokjin?"

"As you know, the Silcho's latest attack was in the southern region. And Seonbi's family resides in the south. Second Lord Kim and Seonbi-sshi have been worried sick, and for this, we beseech you to let us take a trip to the south to ensure their protection."

"...us?" Namjoon said, furrowing his brows.

"Yes. Second Lord Kim, Seonbi and I."

To deny Seokjin would be completely unfair. He understood Taehyung's concerns over his promised Seonbi and would've actually liked to send them to the south for a family visit -- if Seokjin wasn't going with them. He bit the inside of his lip, dreading having to say yes -- but his conscience wouldn't have it any other way.

"Alright, Seokjin. I will grant your request..."

Seokjin and Taehyung sighed in relief--

"...on one condition."

They looked back at Namjoon with wide eyes and curious questions.

The royal held his hand out towards Seokjin, commanding him silently to stand. He obeyed, raising himself from the ground and walking towards the king.

"I must do something important first," Namjoon whispered. Pulling Seokjin off to the side, he pushed aside the layer of cloth that covered Seokjin's shoulders. Seokjin gasped as the cool air hit his snowy white skin, looking at the royal behind him.

"Your Majesty..." he said, unable to form words. Namjoon leaned on Seokjin, holding him closely from behind and breathing on his exposed neck and shoulders. The noble's mouth was open but silent in an almost unspeakable pleasure and desire for something else to happen. Namjoon's tongue flicked over a spot between his neck and shoulders, lubricating all over that spot with thick, warm saliva. Seokjin shuddered at the feeling, welcoming it wholeheartedly.

"Namjoon"--

"Seokjin-ah, I want to do this before you leave. Please understand why I do this, and understand how much I truly love you."

Seokjin's eyes fluttered open while his mouth closed, looking back at the king.

Namjoon smiled before grabbing onto Seokjin, opening his mouth and sinking his pearly white teeth into the wet circle on his skin.

Seokjin's head flew back, his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw dropped suddenly. His moans were a sweet mixture of pleasure and pain, spilling incessantly from his lips. Namjoon's hands roamed over Seokjin's chest, soothing the noble and quieting his moans as his jaw bit down harder. His whimpers soon became less of pleasure and more of pain; Namjoon didn't stop until the savory taste of blood dripped onto his tongue.

Kissing the wound and licking the blood away, Namjoon nodded in approval of the fanged mark he made on Seokjin's body. The noble was panting, adrenaline rushing through his blood.

"That...was just in case...anyone would try to take you away from me."

Namjoon held Seokjin close to him, now gently caressing his stomach. The gesture was not of ownership, but of care and compassion.

"I'd never let anyone take me away from you. I belong to you and you only. I'll always be yours," Seokjin whispered, bringing a smile to Namjoon's face.

"...I'll always be yours forever."