The King's Brides | Jinkook

Chapter 1

"Watch where you're going next time." Seokjin bows in apology. "Sorry, sir." he said quickly before walking away. Seokjin sighs. He doesn't understand why people can get so mad at times. Seokjin has been living like this for years now, ever since he was six. He was always poor, nothing much but his home that use to be full with laughter and joy. His mother died of sickness, and Seokjin couldn't do anything. His father was a mystery. Seokjin knew nothing about him.

"Wow, look at that," said a man, whistling at Seokjin. "Beautiful, ain't he?" Seokjin looks down, trying to calm his panicked heart that was beating rapidly fast, scared. No, not again. His body still hurts from the one before. "Sure is," said another man. He walks towards Seokjin, wrapping his arm around his waist as his fishy breath hit his neck. "What's your name?"

Seokjin hated this. He hate how men would always see him like this. He hated how they treated him like this. He harshly push the man's arm off, walking away as fast as he can. "Yah!" said the man, pulling Seokjin back. "What do you think you're going?"

The man wrapped his arms around Seokjin, placing a cloth with a suspicious smell over his mouth,  his pressing hand keeping it on. His eyes begins to water as he tried to scream for help. He knew it was gonna happen again. His clothes he bought the other day, was soon teared apart  as he was pushed onto the ground.

"Hurry. Someone might come." said the man with the cloth, pressing harder. The other man quickly took off his pants, and thrusted into Seokjin. Seokjin's eyes widens at the sudden action, trying to kick the man. He began to cry as the pain exploded through his body, his screams muffled. The pain was becoming harsher and worst, his tears rushing down his face more.

"Hurry up!" said the other man. As soon as he did, the pain got even worst. It was one-hundred more times painful, throbbing everywhere. Why me? He thought, his eyelids becoming heavy, vision blurred as his eyes watered. What have I done wrong? His heart was pounding slower as he was starting to feel weak, his screams gone from too much pain. He slowly closes his wet eyes as everything blacked out.

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It was silent. It was cold. Seokjin isn't sure where he is, he only remembered being.....yeah. He opens his eyes slowly. There was a bunch of trees, the sun that had already set, a small stream of a river, and a dirt road across, behind all the trees. Seokjin tries to stand up, but the aching pain tied him back down.

He looks down and realizes that he was naked, a ripped brown potato bag that covered his chest, all the way down to his ankles. He sighs, reaching his hands down, ripping some of the bag, making it a strap around his waist. He then rips the side of the bag, pulling it up and tying the sides(of the bag) around his broad shoulders(kinda like a dress? idk).

Despite being cold, he tried standing up again. He grips onto the tree for support as he stood up. He looks at the dirt road, walking towards it, the pain in him aching more and more as he took a step forward. He falls, scraping his knee. It hurts. It hurts so much. Seokjin wipes his eyes furiously, he wasn't going to cry because of some small wound. He stood up confidently, and continue to walk to the dirt road.

He need to go home, buy some medicine and clothes. He begins to walk down the road, not really sure where he's really going.

But, far away, just a few feet away actually, was the harsh and powerful footsteps of the palace horses, setting the King's return. "Your majesty," said one of the knights. "Will we visit the young prince, again?" The King shakes his head. "He doesn't deserve my gifts, Hoseok. He thinks I'm a fool, and easy fool to fool." said the King, his face calm yet tinted with a hint of anger.

Hoseok went back to focusing, charging ahead. Hoseok had served the King ever since he was born. He loved the King as his little brother. Though people might see him as harsh and rude, Hoseok found him kind and a bit childish at times. Jungkook, the King, was always a bright kid. He was very cheerful, Hoseok remembered. But the cause of the queen's death and the pressure his father put on him, caused the younger boy to shattered into something else.