My King || a YOONMIN AU story

10.

Jimin P.O.V.

The next day I woke up, my music still softly playing from yesterday. I closed my laptop and stood up, placing it on my desk. I took my steps very careful so I made sure I didn't wake Taehyung.

I looked at the clock. It's 7 am in the morning. I ran down to the kitchen to make some breakfast but just as I wanted to get into the kitchen there was a knock on the door. I ran to the door in my PJs and opened it. "Good morning" The man said as he looked at me. I looked behind him and saw he came with a carriage, one for the king his castle. My eyes widened. "G-good morning" I said back. "C-can i help you?" I asked as polite as I could. "Are you Park Jimin?" He asked as he looked at me from top to bottom. I simply nodded my head before he handed me an envelope. "You have a letter from the king." he simply said and left after I thanked him from the letter. I took a better look at the envelope once I closed the door. As i went to sit down at the table, I tore open the paper wrapping around my message from the king. It read:

Dear Jimin,

I wanted to apologize about what happened at the party. I'm really sorry if my actions may have hurt you, I never ment to hurt an innocent human being. There for, as apology, I invite you over for dinner at the castle with me, the King. If you want you can bring some friends since I want you to be comfortable at the dinner. I hope you accept my offer.
Please write me back as soon as you're available.

Sincerely,
King of the underworld
Yoongi.

I was shocked. 'The king' wrote me, a normal human, a letter and invited me over for dinner? Just to apologize? I had to read the message at least 10 times before I noticed how real this was. Just as I was about put the letter back in its envelope for save keeping i noticed another small note inside it.

Dear Jimin,

it's me again, Yoongi. Since in the underworld we don't have those phone thingies you guys have. You will have to write me a letter if you want to respond. Here are the instructions.
1. Write a letter (pretty obvious..)
2. Put it in an envelope with 'Min Yoongi' on it.
3. Lay it on your windowsill (inside your house, not outside)
That's all it takes.

Sincerely,
The king,
Yoongi

I chuckled a bit at how he tried to keep the letter so formal yet failed to do that in some places. I put both letters back in the envelope and walked back upstairs as I had totally forgotten about making breakfast. On my way upstairs I passed by Tae. "Where are you going?" He asked. "I'm on my way to my room, I need to write a letter" I said and before he could answer I was in my room, door locked.

I immediately took my nicest pen and a good, sterdy stack of paper.

Dearest King,

No, that's not good.

Good evening My king

But what if he didn't read my letter in the evening.. and MY king? god I am a disaster!

Dear King of the underworld,

Thank you for your letter. I find it very kind of you to write me personally just to apologize for something you didn't do. I am the one that should be apologizing for their actions since I took your precious time ment for finding a spouse. However, I would like to thank you for saving me at the ball. I really appreciate it. There for I will accept your offer for dinner. I would love to take my friends since they loved the castle and they would definitely love this dinner. If it's alright I would be taking 3 friends with me.
I'll be waiting for your response.

Sincerely,
Park Jimin.

I quickly searched for an envelope and wrote the king's name on it as beautiful as I could. I opened my curtains and layed the message in its paper wrapping on the windowsill, the sun glowing on its surface. I closed my eyes. "Please let my letter arrive safely" I said softly under my breath before opening my eyes and unlocking my door. I could smell burned egg. Oh no, Taehyung was cooking!

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Yoongi P.O.V.

I was woken up from my sleep in my way too luxurious bed by the morning sunshine. The gruesome events of yesterday were still lingering in my mind. I felt more broken then I already was.

I slowly got out of the queen-size bed and made my way to my bathroom. I let the water of the bathtub run until it was just the right temperature and made it fill up.

As the water was slowly filling up the bathtub, I undressed and turned around, my eyes forced to look at myself. I hate how I looked, how I was scarred both mentally and physically. The only reason people desired me was because I am king.

I sighed deeply and made my way in the tub once I noticed it was full. With my head underwater I stayed in the tub, it's a bummer my kind can't drown. Sometimes I really wish I could.

Suddenly there was a knock on my door, i could only faintly hear it. I sat up straight in my tub as I cleared my throat. "Yes?" I said and looked at the door. It was Jungkook. "Sir, you've received a letter" He said rather nervous. "it can wai-" My sentence was interrupted by him.

"It's from Park Jimin!"

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter of the story. See y'all next chapter.
xxxx
민윤기's fanboy;
Alex