Crimson Bones

Chapter one

   Listening to the sweet sound of nothing brought soothing melodies to the ears of Park Jimin. Finally, some peace and quiet that weltered about his soft latte colored skin, to sink into his very blood and bone and transfer to his brain so that he could hear.
Sitting on a soft mat of Bamboo, an export from his Chinese cousin's, his small and docile hands placed firmly onto his soft and muscular thighs that were covered soothingly by a deep red Hanbok that recognized his nobility.

  Only to see a beautiful red wood wall in front of him, with a pink blossomed tree outside an opened window as the fresh scent of pine entered the room like a breeze of a million flowers. A recurring theme, he thought. Red. The sight of Crimson, As it was his Dynasty's colors. Yes, This young boy was a Prince. A lovely prince who had eyes to match the soft mud and hair to glisten against the waves of the Atlantic. A prince with much duty and requirements, this is why he enjoyed the incredible silence that enlisted his mind.

A breath, a single part to his plump pink lips as he shuts his eye lids to inclose a lovely iris.
"Park Jimin!" Calls a voice, familiar but he tried to ignore as his free time was bustled.
"Jimin!" Calls his name again.
Sighing out loud, he rises from the ground and rubs his eyes- running a hand through deep oak hair strands before sliding the door from his room to the small Balcony that lead to the great outdoors. Looking up, he notices soft wet particles dripping from the sky. Rain of course, obviously nothing new as the past few days have been dreary and grey.

   Park Jimin stretches his whole body-he had been sitting for a while- with a small softened moan releasing from his throat.
"Jimin, there you are. I have been looking for you everywhere." Cooed a lovely lady, standing a slight bit shorter than the 5'7 Prince. Her name was si chu. She was a Chinese woman who was meant to marry Jimin to unite their two families as one. Jimin did not wish to marry her but did he really have a choice? Though she was kind and thoughtful; he believed her as a best friend rather than a life long lover.

  A smile forms upon the angel prince's face, shining brighter than that darkened day.
"Hello. Oh, Chu. It was you calling me. I apologize greatly- I was busy in my Quarters." Bowing to show his respect towards the Chinese princess, he lowers his heads and shuts his eyes. Only to gain laughter, the woman with double lidded deep brownish black eyes touches his chin and lifts his head, "you're so cute Jimin. You don't need to bow to your fiancé! Haha...We are marrying, there is no need to be so formal. Bowing will hurt your back anyway; I've told you this many times before and you still continue. You are adorable, Park Jimin."
A blush gains from the boy's soft dark cheeks, slightly getting embarrassed though he gives a smirking laugh,
"I did not forget your words. I'm just so used to bowing all the time. I will try to stop from now on, for you Si."
A silence bestowed across their mouths until Jimin broke it,
"ahem. Is that Hanbok new? That Tassel as well? You look stunning in it. I have never seen you in a Hanbok until now. Only in your own traditional ware. Which of course you look beautiful in also..."

  She laughs, her mouth lovely and wide as a pale hand covers her mouth and her eyes shut.
"You make me blush! I just thought I'd try it. My father convinced me. Besides, It made you smile...so It made me joyful."
"Well, I am glad you wore it this day. It brightened it, Chu."
He sighs and looks off at the large Court Yard,
"Today I am practicing with my bow and arrow. Would you like to watch?"
"Truly?? I would love to watch you in action!"
"So that's a yes?" He asks with a chuckle.
"Of course it's a yes. I'll sit next to the idesia Tree and eye at you from afar."
"...Don't embarrass me too much..."
"Haha, I wont Jimin. Though you flush quiet Easily. Your blood always rushes to your cheeks!"