Arranged Marriage Gone Wrong || Taehyung x reader

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"Yeah- nice to meet you, prince Tae-Hyung" you said sweetly before bowing to the male and standing up from the couch as you felt your mom nudge you to get tea for the 'Royal Family'. "I'll get tea for your majesties, you must be tired." you headed to the kitchen slowly after stepping on Jungkook's foot, good him a sign to follow you and he did.

After a few seconds, he shot up from his seat, bowing a few times to the two families he was sitting between of and followed you to the kitchen.

You turned around, facing him before sighing "What the fuck did I just hear? Witness? Experience?" Jungkook just shrugged and sat on one of the chairs of the kitchen "My dear Y/N, you are getting married to the fucking prince of the country." he said cheerfully, smiling wide "bro, you're so damn lucky, you know that, mh?"

"Yes, I do, but what if I don't wanna marry the prince? Endless responsibilities and have you even looked at his face? He looks like a monkey with those bigass ears and-"

"That's in past, Y/N. His ears are fine now, don't lie, I beg" Jungkook said, leaning against the counter.

"Do you think he's done plastic surgery?" you asked, crossing your arms, still facing Jungkook, whilst he tried searching for snacks before you'd slap his head, causing him to whine in pain "I don't think so, he was a kid back then and he most likely went through puberty, which made his monkey-like ears calm their tits and return to the human size" he said as if he was Sherlock Holmes solving a crime. You watched him, cringing "you binge watched Sherlock without me again, didn't you?" you said, trying to act pissed.

"No? I was asleep the whole time last night!"

"Oh yeah? But you never wake up earlier than me if you don't pull an all-nighter of course!" you snapped, sighing dramatically as he shook his head, trying to saying something until you both heard a slightly deep, husky voice talk from across the kitchen. "Having a couple fight?" the male smirking whilst leaning his shoulder against the wall, keeping his arms crossed on his chest.

Jungkook and you both turned around, facing your beloved fiancé walking towards you two.

"Wait what?" you snapped, realizing what he had asked as Jungkook bowed to the elder a few times until you stopped him. "we are not together, mr.prince Taehyung!" you said, glaring at the boy.

"Then what was that argument about? You two sleep together?" he asked, looking at you both from above while Jungkook and you explored his face. "Totally did a plastic surgery" you mumbled, causing your best friend to nudge you "Puberty." he mumbled back as you whipped your head towards him, glaring "how can ears change from so huge to so small? Is he an alien or something?"

"Taelien." he said a little too loudly and you both laughed before snapping out of it and realizing that the Taelien was right in front of you, listening to your dorky arguments the whole time. 

"So" the prince started as Jungkook was again bowing massively and throwing endless apologies to the royal man. You just rolled your eyes. "We don't sleep together— I mean, we do- but we don't! I mean- we only sleep together, not sleep... sleep!" you started getting confused by your own words as Jungkook also tried explaining what you failed to say. "your majesty, Y/N and I don't sleep together, we just- sleep! Not together! Just- share a bed because she's super broke and can't afford buying me a sofa bed for when I sleep over."

What?

Taehyung just chuckled at it. "Why do you sleep at her house? Don't you have a house for yourself?" he asked, keeping a cocky smirk on his face, which you found really dumb. Does he think he's being smart or anything?