Dear Taekook,
Aish I miss you both so much. I'm sure you're doing just fine without me, but you'd probably be doing even better if I was there. There is so much more DRAMA here than I anticipated, especially with none other than the PRINCE. He's toooootally in love with this guy from his kingdom and they're so shy about it. THEY HAVE A HISTORY AND EVERYTHING LIKE, OH MY GOD. Taemin hates the guy he likes, the guy he likes thinks that he is worthless, AND Prince Jeno is so in love with him I want to die it's so cute. I guess I'll have to play matchmaker once again ;). I bet you and your dicks are thanking me for that rn. I know you're both blushing and I want you to know that I am currently uwuing. I hope you feel better, Jungkook, and please, PLEASE KEEP ME UP TO DATE I WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING. Also, when are the kids coming???
Love you to bits,
Jiminnie xxx
P.S. I am 100% getting out of this. Jeno will never pick me over this guy (I'll give you his name later)
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"Jimin-Ah," a groggy Yoongi groaned, shaking the younger out of his sleep.
"It's the first day. Get up," he mumbled, ignoring his own instructions and curling back up onto the couch at the end of the bed as Jimin sat up, rubbing his eyes and licking his dry lips, coming back to life.
His eyes were still half closed as he shuffled to the bathroom, the corners of his lips turning upward when he walked past the lord who could not take his own advice and get up.
Today was the first 'official' day of the selection ceremony, and frankly, Jimin was slightly excited about it. He had a new purpose, a new direction- he was going to play matchmaker without Jaemin having a clue.
Also, he felt like he could finally be secure in that he WOULDN'T be chosen.
Sure, he was good at pretty much everything, but as long as he could make it look like it was Jaemin doing everything, then maybe he could win instead and make it through.
I just hope Jaemin doesn't suck at everything, he thought, shrugging on his tunic and placing his hair, quickly getting ready to go to breakfast.
As soon as he was done, he paced out to find a red envelope slipped under the door, the metallic lettering prominent as the sunlight from the windows hit it just right.
Jimin smirked to himself as he found Yoongi squinting, holding his hand up to block the sun.
"Can't it just go away for a few more minutes," he complained, flipping so that his entire face was buried in his pillow, muffling his scream consisting of what Jimin could translate of the pillowtalk, "FUCK YOU SUN."
He chuckled, gently picking up and sliding open the letter to find the day's schedule elegantly scrawled for him to read, Jeno's flowing signature across the bottom.
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