We Can't - Namjin

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Prince Seokjin is about to married to Princess Minhee from a neighboring kingdom but there's a problem. He's in love with his main servant, Kim Namjoon.

"My Prince, are you ready for your bath?" I look up from my paperwork and see my head butler, Namjoon, standing at the door.

"Namjoon-ah, I've told you that you don't have to call me prince or any of that. I want us to be equal."

Namjoon rubs the back of his head. "Ah, mianhae Seokjin."

I laugh quietly and put my head on my hands, staring at him. It's pretty obvious from my point of view that I fancy Namjoon but I don't know if it's known to the others. All I know is that my parents don't know. If they did, they would have already kicked me out of the castle and would tell everyone that I ended up dying in a tragic way. I realize that he's waiting for my answer. "O-oh yeah. I'm ready for my bath. You don't have to accompany me." Namjoon bows and hurries off. Probably to his room.

I sigh and run a hand through his hair. I honestly hate being a prince because you get no choice as to what you want to do. You can only be the prince or the princess and you have to marry who your parents choose, not who you want.

When I get to our bathroom and I'm lying in the bath, my mind wanders. I don't know why but my mind imagines what Namjoon looks like while he's bathing. I suddenly feel weird and I look down, noticing that I have a problem. "Geez, Jin. Control yourself."

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Once I'm done taking a bath and wearing the formal clothes that I'm supposed to wear, I go to the throne room. My mother is already sitting on her throne, so is Father. There's a smaller chair that's right next to Mother that's obviously mine. Namjoon's also standing next to it.

"My Prince," he says as he bows when he sees me. "The Queen was about to have me go look for you."

"You're fine, Namjoon. I felt like I needed a longer bath than normal. Mianhae, Mother, Father."

Father smiles and nods, showing that it's alright. Mother rolls her eyes and glares at me. "Sure, whatever you say, Seokjin. Now, sit. We need to greet some guests that will be become very important."

I nod and sit in my chair, and Namjoon's standing a little bit closer. I can tell that he's standing really close to me because I can smell his cologne. "Who are the guests, Mother?"

She smiles. "He's a friend of mine that has a proposal that we might accept. And they should be here in a few minutes." As soon as those words come out of her mouth, Ken opens the door.

"Your Highnesses, King Jiyong is here with his guests."

"Let them in, Ken." Ken nods and opens the door, allowing 4 people to walk into the room.

"Ah, Queen Jiyoung. It's a pleasure to see you again."

"King Jiyong, this is my husband, Seunghyun, and my son, Seokjin. And who are your...guests?"

Jiyong looks at the 3 other people with him. "This is my wife, Haneul. And these are our two daughters, Eunha and Minhee. And about that proposal, I'm sorry but Eunha can't be that child. She's currently in an engagement with another prince by the name of Lee Seokmin."

"Minhee is perfectly fine, Jiyong."

I look at Mother in confusion. I don't have a clue as to what's going on. "Mother? May I ask what's going on?"

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