As soon as Jimin reached the bottom of the stairs, the dark-haired man stepped out from behind Jaemin, indeed revealing the face of the man of the event, Prince Jeno.
His usual stoic face was plastered with one of the cutest eye smiles Jimin had ever seen, his right hand still gripping Jaemin's, as he mouthed something to his "friend" before moving away from Jaemin.
The moment he let go, his face immediately changed from expression back into a stone-cold façade, one Jimin had witnessed break for the first time.
The Prince hugged the side of the ballroom, darting between the shadows until he reached the front of the ballroom, rejoining his family as the other participants filed in, descending the ornate stairs one by one, marveling at the sheer magnitude of the palace and one of the ballrooms within it.
Clearly Prince Jeno did not have any desire to reveal to anyone, much less his own FATHER that he, if Jimin's suspicion was correct, had already decided who he wanted before the ceremony even began.
Surely, Jimin thought, that was not the smile of someone who was merely friends with each other. The way he changed the moment they separated looked exactly like the way Taehyung's box smile went away whenever Jungkook had departed for the day when they first met.
A hand on his back drew him from his spinning mind to look at the man next to him, his white hair smooth and taken care of, his brow furrowed In the way it always did when he was unhappy with the way his operation was moving.
Yoongi leaned over to whisper, his low voice rippling through Jimin's body, the whispers making his spine tingle with joy.
"Jimin-Ah, I can't see Hoseok anywhere. He was supposed to meet us at-"
He was cut off, his hand rapidly separating from Jimin's back as his shoulder was pushed to the side, a taller man with a gold ring circled around his head bumped into Yoongi, immediately turning back as his face remained static.
"Hey, man, that was my bad, so sorry!" he apologized, Yoongi's mouth still downturned as he looked upward, directly into the man's face.
"I'm Prince Sehun, err- I guess you can just call me Sehun," he smiled lightly, extending his hand.
Yoongi accepted, his face still in his usual glare.
Jimin felt the need to intervene, otherwise Yoongi's resting bitch face would burn any chance at a friendship with anyone at this event.
"Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sehun. I'm Lord Park Jimin," Jimin smiled brightly, warmly accepting the hand that Yoongi had coldly shaken.
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BODYGUARD || YOONMIN
Fanfiction{"They were so close, yet so far, pulled together by cruel fate that mocked the canyon laid between, the heat from Jimin's body a constant reminder of the man he could never have."} Lord Park Jimin has yet again found himself as a political pawn of...
