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The small boy was curled into a ball, sobbing silently into the blankets of his little sisters bed. It had been 3 weeks since his sister had ran away from the palace. He hugged the pillow that his sister used to hug in her sleep closer to his chest.

"I miss you. Please be okay." He whispered.

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Seokjin hesitated to get off the carriage, grabbing the handle and staring at the majestic castle before him. He opened the the carriage door, carefully stepping out. He went to the back and grabbed his luggage.

He sighed, dragging his luggage across the pavement and stopping in front of the doors. Seokjin knocked lightly, hoping that the girl he was supposed to marry wasn't a snob.

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Namjoon sighed as he heard the ring off the loud doorbell. Their mother finished tying up Jisoo's hair in a nice bun. She rushed to the door, opening it with a smile. Namjoon's eyes widened slightly as he saw how god damn fine the prince was.

He had brown hair that flowed lightly on his forehead, he was slightly taller than him, he was masculine, and his face. His face was absolutely gorgeous. He wore a white shirt that showed off his muscles, and oh my god he could see his abs from how tight the shirt was.

He scowled at himself for thinking such things of a guy he just met. Let alone a prince that his sister was meant to marry.

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Seokjin smiled as the door opened, revealing the queen, and what he assumed were her children. A pretty young woman, or his 'fiance', and a tall (not as tall as him) boy with a pretty face. He looked extremely young, but Seokjin was too mesmerized by his beauty to care.

He had light blonde hair, and wore a light blue shirt that hugged his upper half nicely. He wore tight jeans that showed off his thick thighs. His face, don't even get me started, it was adorable and gorgeous as fuck.

When their eyes met, Seokjin noticed how red the boy turned. He thought it was adorable. He cleared his throat before shaking hands with Jisoo. "Lovely to meet you, ma'dam." He said, forcing a smile

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"I'm so sorry for the inconvenience!" Said Namjoon's mother as she finished putting her coat on. "It'll take a week for us to get there and then another week full of meetings, and then another week to get back! I'm so sorry!" She said, a sorry expression on her face.

Namjoon watched as Seokjin smiled and stated that it was fine. He sighed, his mother and sister had been called for some important business meetings from a very far away kingdom. He had three weeks with the prince-

Alone.

Namjoon's heart rate immediately increased, realization hitting him like a truck. He got three whole weeks to bond with a hot as fuck prince who might actually not be an asshole. He seemed polite, Namjoon had not realized he was zoned out until he felt someone shaking him.

"Namjoon! Earth to Namjoon!" Said his sister, an annoyed expression on her face. Namjoon blushed, embarrassed. "Were going now, and be careful. Maybe you guys could bond!" Said Jisoo, a smirk spreading across her face as she leaned into Namjoon's ear and whispering,"Just don't fuck on my bed please."