My Prince

Beuatiful

That what I imagine Taehyung looking like in this story

Jimin nervously glanced up at the prince through his eyelashes, he had not expected the man to look like this. He had expected someone closer to his height and frankly, he thought he would be less appealing to the eye.

But no, Prince Taehyung was beautiful. It was the only word Jimin could think of that described the man beside him, what with his messy brown hair and eyes that seemed to pierce whatever and whoever they landed on, his lips were full and he had the most symmetrical face that Jimin had ever seen.

As he stared at the gorgeous man beside him he couldn't help but compare himself, he looked at the way the Prince walked and immediately tried to copy him because it made the other man look powerful, but he realized he probably looked foolish so he slumped his shoulders and instead bit his lip.

He would never be what the prince was, he would never hold that much intensity in just a single glance and he would never be as beautiful.

Jimin looked up and stopped when he realized they had arrived at the prince's room "is this it?" He heard Taehyung's voice and only now realized how deep it was, he nodded "yes Sir" he responded and frowned when he heard his own higher pitched voice compared to the Prince.

He pushed open the rather heavy door and stepped inside, intending to make sure everything was ready for the man standing behind him "I'll be out in a moment, I just need to check over the room" he explained and let out a sigh when he realized the bed wasn't properly made.

"Will you need help with anything Sir?" He questioned as he walked over to the messy bed and started to spread the sheets and fluff the slightly flattened pillows.

"Not right now and you don't have to do that, I'm about to sleep anyway so it's sort of pointless to make the bed" Taehyung responded and walked over to sit gratefully on the edge of the bed "well do you wish me to dress you for bed?" Jimin asked and stopped fluffing the pillows so he could instead look at Taehyung.

"Oh yes, I guess that would be nice" Taehyung chuckled and stood up, holding up his arms and preparing for Jimin to strip him of his clothes.

Jimin walked over to the cupboard which had been stalked with clothes earlier so that the prince would have something to wear when he arrived "It's been a long time since I've been back here" he heard the Prince sigh and turned around to see Taehyung looking around the room with a soft smile 'I miss it when I'm away"

"Where do you go that keeps you away from home so long sir?" Jimin tentatively asked as he laid out the clothes on the bed and moved to start unbuttoning the robes the Prince was currently wearing "everywhere, I love to travel so that's what I do" came the answer, "I see the most beautiful places and stay in the most lavish castles and then when I grow homesick or my father needs me, then I return for a while"

Jimin pursed his lips slightly and contemplated what the Prince had said, it had always been a dream of his to travel, but he had given up on it and resigned himself to live here in the castle all his life "that sounds wonderful" he said sincerely, but he couldn't help the slight jealousy in his stomach.

"It is" Taehyung agreed, not sensing any of the jealousy that Jimin was feeling "could you hold your arms up sir?" Jimin asked and fetched the clothes for the Prince to sleep in.

He slipped the garment over the man's head with slight difficulty since he was shorter than the prince, but he dare not ask the man to lean down.

He glanced nervously up and was startled to see that the Prince was already staring intensely down at him "you're very pretty" Taehyung commented absentmindedly and smiled at Jimin whos eyes widened at the compliment "what? I-" he cut himself off and stood up straight "thank you" he mumbled as he finished buttoning the Prince's shirt.

"Sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?" Taehyung asked as a frown made its way onto his handsome face "I didn't mean to, I sometimes say whatever is on my mind even when it might not be good to say it, so if I made you upset then I'm sorry"

Jimin blinked in surprise and shook his head "you didn't make me uncomfortable, I just wasn't expecting it sir" he was quick to explain, "but thank you for the compliment" he added and smiled a genuine smile for once, one that made his eyes scrunch up and his cheeks puff out.

"I still just want you to call me by my name," Taehyung said as he turned around and sat down on the bed "why? Servants are supposed to show respect sir" Jimin sighed and looks at his feet as he nervously shifted around.

"I've never liked being called anything but my name, it makes me feel less human. Like I'm not my own person and I don't give a damn that you are a servant, you're still a person and you deserve to be treated with as much respect as me" Taehyung exclaimed loudly and with great passion "so Jimin I would appreciate it if you called me by name" he added in a calmer voice

Jimin chewed anxiously on his bottom lip before nodding "ok, but I won't do it in front of other people because they will get angry and I don't want to get in trouble" he said in a whisper, as if someone could hear even though they were alone in the Prince's room.

At that Taehyung smiled "alright, thank you and if someone ever hears you call me by my name then don't worry I'll tell them I told you to" he explained as he lay back against the soft bed and pulled up the covers "you'll wake me before the feast, correct?" He asked.

Jimin smiled slightly and nodded "yes, I'll wake you about an hour before and help you get ready," he said as he draped the Prince's old clothes over his arm and walked towards the door.

"Sleep well Taehyung" he mumbled as he stepped out of the room, hearing only a quiet groan in response.