Taekook Oneshots

-4-

- LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR -

Jungkook POV

I strolled down the long corridors, carefree and chill. I straightened my jacket and buttoned up, stopping at the two large, gold gilded dark oak doors that led two the throne room. 

Two soldiers greeted me with a polite nod, and I swept past them, and walked straight to the throne, where the two kings sat.

Yes, the two kings. Men. My older brother Namjoon, fell for a boy. His name was Kim Seokjin. And he was amazing. He was kind, warm, funny, like the mother I never had. I wrinkled my face a little, annoyed that I had unknowingly brought up the topic of Mother again. She died while giving birth to me. We all knew.

"Joon ah, your brother is here," Jin announced softly, patting Namjoon's arm. He looked up from his pile of paperwork, smiling and showing off his flawless dimples.

"Ah, Kookie you're here," He teased. Ugh. He knew I hated that nickname. It made me sound so... so childish. I pressed my lips into a firm line. 

"So? What did you call me here for?" I demanded. "It better be good." Jin gulped. He glanced at Namjoon with a knowing face. Oh shit, what now.

"Countess Min Jung and her son is here today," He cleared his throat. "Your brother was hoping you guys would, uh, hang out." 

My fists curled into balls and I was practically shaking with anger. Really? Again? How many times had Namjoon tried to match make? And every time, how did it end up? Of course the guy would be a self-centred ass with no love for me at all, but a lot of love for my wealth and power.