A blonde man freezes in the middle of the training room. No one outside of his own kingdom knows about his magic. What was once a mini blizzard in the room was noe slowly changing to just a small of snow. Looking in the direction of the door, a man with brown hair stares at him in shock. The blonde is tired from training, but he decides that it's best if he doesn't leave the poor man in shock and with questions. Especially since it's really no longer a secret from the man.
"Jungkook, you can come in. I guess I get to explain my magic now," he says while stopping all the snow and taking a seat on the ground. Hopefully the small blonde doesn't get killed by the fall bearer who's been looking for him. He's read about how sometimes the old users would fight each for total dominance. Especially when more of the population didn't have any magic. This way the users could use their powers to show dominance and make people fall to their ruling. It wasn't much fun for him to read about the deaths. Especially when he wants peace to everyone who is willing to be peaceful.
The king slowly makes his way over to the small man. Taking a seat, he looks over at the blonde. "How much longer were you going to wait and tell me?" The question makes the blonde freeze up again. Why must this king want to know things about him? Also, how did he even know that the winter bearer was in his city.
He really didn't know how long, but he did know that if they were to get together, he would tell him then. In a small whisper, Jimin replies, "I can't tell you or I'll embarrass myself... again" He looks down at the ground after he replies while Jungkook smiles from hearing the dumb response.Why does this small being worry about embarrassing himself? What could really be so embarrassing about having a reason to not tell? Any reason is a valid reason. Even just not wanting to spill he is the winter user works.
"Hey," Jungkook grabs Jimin's chin lightly so they can look at each other, "Any reason works dummy. So why didn't you or can't you tell me?" A blush almost the same color as a tomato covers the blonde's face. His reasoning is really a stupid reason and will just chase off the king who looks rather impatient now. "Jimin just spill it out," the king says in a deep, demanding voice.
"My mom told me to wait for a romantic relationship to happen before I told you," Jimin responds before pulling his head out of the king's hand. "Jungkook, I really like you a lot. But I know that someone as strong and successful as you will never fall for a prince like me. Even with the possibility of rumors being true." He covers his face with hands after the words fall out of his mouth. Embarrassment flowing through his veins. Not only was his face red, but so were his ears, too.
"I'm not pretty, petite, and I'm still finishing my lessons on being a ruler. If a wonderful king like you were caught with me... people would be very displeased," Jimin then leaves Jungkook alone. The king takes this moment to realize what was said to him. It was a confession that wasn't just for royal alliances. No one has ever done that to him. How was he meant to react to something that was actually real? Something.... new. But also the winter prince said he wasn't good enough. King Jeon wants to tell him otherwise. A prince should never be ashamed of themselves. No matter what.
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More days have passed. Any interaction between King Jeon and Prince Jimin are very short. Awkward tension was building up more and more too. Every interaction just painful and cut short. The king was just confused while looking for any answer as to why Jimin likes him, while the prince didn't want to hear any real rejection. The fear of rejection was what was holding the prince back from spilling anything. He was scared of being told no and having his heart be torn apart. A king has never been able to even catch his eye, Jeon was different to him, though.
Very different. It wasn't a forced liking from either side. And Jimin was very comfortable with Jungkook. They could talk for hours over nerdy things, neither one judging. It just felt special to him. No one besides Taehyung has ever really been this close to him... But he had to ruin it all for himself by confessing that he was starting to develop feelings for the other. It was such a foolish move by the small prince. Why was love put at the bottom of his best traits?
After a while, King Jeon finally snaps from having to deal with so many cut short conversations. "Jimin," he says demandingly to stop the small blonde from leaving him behind, once again. "A king will be treated with respect, and you will listen to me too." Hopefully, using his greater authority will get some answers. Yet to no avail, the winter prince ignores him and continues on his marry way to some where that wasn't here. He wasn't ready to be face to face with the other.
Jungkook grabs Jimin's hand when he starts to leave again. "Jungkook, I'd rather not," Jimin says while trying to yank his own hand free. Displeased, the king yanks Jimin towards him, throwing the smaller one off balance. Tripping over his own feet and then landing on the king, making everything grow worse. Yet in the moment, not.
Both of them are bright red while their lips are pressed together. Jimin doesn't know if he should take advantage of their problem now or not until he feels the king just go with it. It was a slow, kind of passionate kiss. Each one loving it more by the second. But as soon as the kiss is over due to the need for air, both leave speechless. A mental war starting in them both. What was to happen next? Especially after the awkwardness that was already there. This moment just adding more into everything that was a problem from before.
"I really should have not initiated that we should have continued."
"Why am I so stupid thinking someone would actually like like me?"
This chapter is like actual trash, but I needed a filler to set up the next chapter.
... sorry for the late update...
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