royalㅣjikook

seventeen.

ㅡ history.

"jungkook" yugyeom takes hold of his wrist to stop the male, patiently waiting for him to turn around.

"you have to listen to what i have to say too," jungkook glances down at his arm and the black haired removes his fingers, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. "i won't expect anything from you anymore but. . .just continue being yourself around me, please. just like how we are, that's all i need" the latter breathed out before leaving, not wanting the tears to fall in front of the man he loves.

the crown prince slouched against his seat, hand rubbing him forehead as yugyeom's words rang in his head. "your highness, your fencing session is starting in fifteen minutes" jungkook stood up and headed out with mr. lee, stopping by jimin's room to see the male reading a book.

"is the scandal in thailand still being brought up?" the black haired asks as they walk to the practice room. "although the news won't simmer down soon, since you have already explained yourself to the elders, it should suffice for now. the news will go away in time" jungkook hummed, giving a curt nod before going to change into his fencing uniform, greeting his teacher once he sees him, starting practice soon after to release the stress he's been holding off.

jimin enters the male's room hesitantly, suddenly realising there's no one which made him heave a sigh of relief. he had asked the male through text earlier to lend his camera to him since he needs it for his assignment.

he searches through the room and huffs in annoyance when he can't find the object anywhere. "where would he. . .oh" jimin looks around for a small controller and brightens up when he sees it, pressing the button for the shelf to move to the side, revealing a dark room.

he soundlessly walks in, the red glow in the room making him a little anxious as he rummages through the drawers to find the camera. he stops when he notices a black box with the initials of kyg on the top right corner of the box in one of the drawers, taking it out and opening lid only for his heart to shrink pathetically once again.

it's filled with things relating to yugyeom; his pictures, (isn't the one hanged in the room enough?) a necklace with the initial 'y', two little stuffed bears stacked with more pictures of them and cards filled with yugyeom's hand written letters to the prince. despite the ache in his heart, jimin stubbornly picks one up and flips it open, reading its content.

jungkook ah,

remember when we used to go on dates by the river and marvel at the sky as the sun sets? i remember telling you, asking you, to stay by my side forever. so in return, i'll stay by your side too.

yugyeom

jimin didn't realise there were tears running down his face as he closed the box and placed it on top of the table, leaving the room without finding the camera and stops dead in his tracks when he sees jungkook walking in, the latter stopping as well. he ducks his head down, making it unbeknownst to jungkook of the tears cascading down his cheeks.

"did you find the camera?" jungkook frowns when jimin harshly wipes at his face, eyes widening when he heard soft sniffs coming from the male. "are you crying again?"

"it's none of your business" his voice sounds harsh to his own ears, dull and void of emotion as he dejectedly takes his steps back to his room. "what happened?" jimin stops, managing a weak scoff, "are you still unable to let go?" he answers without turning around, making the frown on jungkook's face deepen as he circles the prince to face him.

"what are you talking about?" he brings a hand out to touch the silver haired but jimin flinches away, making him curl his fingers in before dropping them to the side. "you kept everything that was given by him, cherished and treasured it. are they so important to you? do you still like yugyeom?" jungkook runs a hand through his hair, heart clenching in the most ugliest way everytime he sees jimin cry but he feels the irritation rising up his chest.