The Hidden Prince [Kim Taehyung x Park Jimin x Jeon Jungkook | VMinKook]

The Captain And The Fairy

Loud voices woke Jungkook up from his unconscious dizziness. There was a strong smell of sweat and urine, and stagnant air permeated the dank room.

He saw some of his comrades laying in the ground, tied and bared like him but still passed out, as he tried to recall the past and unfortunate events. Right. They walked into an ambush.

His attention focused on the conversation that was taking place in his sight.

“It’s been a long time since I haven’t devoured such a nice piece of arse”

“We’re gonna have fun with this one”

“Yeah, he’s also feisty huh? Why don’t you let us take off your mask?”

One of the three crooks was holding the masked archer. The latter was also stripped to his undergarments and his silky blonde hair free from the gat. Apparently he had been able to escape from their vane attempts to remove his mask. At the moment what stood out the most was his calm behavior: it was pretty admirable.

“Rejoice, slut. We’re going to keep you to sate our needs and sell the others as slaves” a gross and fat man disclosed their intention.

Jungkook tried to figure out a plan to escape. Out of the room there were probably plenty of other people. He had no intention to become someone’s slave any time soon. And for sure he would never let those disgusting men take advantage of the archer. He got the chance to meet him dozens of times, enough to build in him a big respect for the guy. And maybe a little bit tiny crush on him.

Being the last born of the Jeon family, Jungkook was bound to follow the clerical or military pathway. He gladly chose the second option since he took a liking to challenge his strength and improve every combat style. So when he first saw the mysterious guy in action he was left awestruct by the neat and graceful way he moved.
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It shouldn’t be that difficult to put down the three men. He studied their built and he concluded that all that mass was made of fat. His eyes moved to the hostage and he couldn't help but trail them all over the exposed body: he was well-built and his unblemished skin was pale like a porcelain doll. The burglar was holding his hands against his arched back accentuating the curve of his slim waist and round ass.

Suddenly the body he was ogling examining tensed and the cause somehow irritated Jungkook. The seemingly oldest one started to feel the boy up, starting from his arms. Those big and disgusting hands wandered all over his body until he reached a very intimate part of him, making him stop in surprise.

“What..!?” the shocked man didn’t have the chance to end his sentence as the victim - of their inappropriate attention - threw a powerful kick in his face. Everything happened too fast, Jungkook was amazed. The masked archer had been able to knocked out the three of them alone and with his bare hands.

During the fight, his mask was hit often so now it was slipping from his face and Jungkook widened his eyes. The boy was gorgeous indeed. He was blessed with a cherubic face with his full lips and soft cheeks but cold eyes. How come a boy was this beautiful? He had never even known that that attribute could be related to a male human being until now.

Their eyes locked and Jungkook, in some way, felt a strange feeling of relief knowing that those unworthy bastards didn’t get the chance to witness such a beauty.

The son of Venus approached him, untying his wrists. Jungkook didn't know what got him but he then raised his own right hand and caressed the rosy cheek of the other who flinched at the contact.