❈| Bound And Promised |❈

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'Wonder how Kookie's handling the situation I left him.'

Was what a certain built and short figured male thought as he smoothly strolls his way towards the palace.

And it was no other than the angel prince himself: Park Jimin.

After leaving the two lovebirds to fix and deal with their arranged matrimony dilemma, Jimin was instantly flooded with curiosity and a tinge of worry on his way back. Probably because he basically left them to talk when it is clear that the immense hate they both have with one another is visibly strong. Not to mention, that Jungkook's sharp sword is present in there presence.

Cold sweat suddenly formed at Jimin's already sweaty forehead as bunch of not so pretty scenarios played in his mind. There's one where both were close to strangling each other's throat, both were yelling at each other, both were pulling each other's neck, and one particular scene where Lisa was using the sword to chop-you get the idea.

Jimin gulped at the last one. 'Lisa wouldn't do such thing. She may hate Jungkook with passion but not to the point where she'll chop something so important to Kook.' He uneasily laughed it off, trying to ease his head.

As Jimin was occupying himself to erase the morbid idea sticking in his mind, he inwardly wished that the two would just get along. They may not know it yet, but some of the castle staffs and people were lowkey shipping the two of them together. And Jimin was one of them. Still not sure why though, but there's something about the blonde maiden personality that somehow matches Jungkook's.

Consumed with his own stream of ideas, Jimin let out a sigh in thinking so much in such an hour. He was already thinking of a new topic when a sudden noise made his attention divert towards it.

"My Lady!"

It was a voice. A familiar soft and angelic voice, yelling nearby.

Perceiving that heavenly voice nearby, Jimin's eyebrows instantly furrowed as he felt his heart palpitating in such a rapid pace. Not only that, but his stomach and all his other senses suddenly became extremely tingly and giddy.

Jimin's breathing pattern immediately increased. He felt like the air around him was thick and heavy. Yet weird enough, the tingling sensation he felt remained and increased as well.

'What the heck's wrong with me?' He mentally queried, anxiety enveloping him.

But even without anyone answering, Jimin clearly knows the answer to his peculiar behavior. Despite of that, he wishes deep down that his guess was wrong. For if it wasn't, the male would die from an immediate heart attack.

Not further wanting to know the answer, Jimin quickly picked up his speed. Still praying as he jogs towards the castle doors not to far from where he is.

Jimin let out a relieved sigh as he took glimpse of his escape. The two large castle doors. Only a several miles away and he will soon arrive on the comfort to his current distress. Only few jogs and he will reach his ultimate goal for today.