A Royal Jerk (Prince Jungkook x Peasant Reader)

FIRST DAY(PART 4)

"King Namjoon?"

"Yes?"

"Why do I have to do this?"

"We have already covered this..."

"But King Namjoon-"

"What?"

"I think it's working a little too well..."

"That's good, keep up the work."

"But King Namjoon..."

"Yes...Miss Y/n..."

"What if he tries to do something to me one of these days..."

"Oh, what is your meaning by that?"

"Well, King NamjOon, what if, by the things I'm doing, he gets the message and takes it further..."

"Well, Y/n- it's up to you to decide..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if he tried, would you want to go further with him?"

"Well..."

"No need to answer out loud, this is my son we are talking about. I am highly uncomfortable with this situation..."

"Oh, right, yes sir."

***

It was dinner time, one of the last remaining hours of the day. And let me tell you, I was EXCITED to go to bed.

The King invited guests over this evening, apparently this man of the royal courts from another kingdom and his son. I was the least bit excited, along with the fact that I still had to wear the same maids uniform as earlier, and everyone refused to fix it.

Along with the bunny ears and tail, I looked like a freaking stripper.

I took those accessories off and let my hair down, looking in a mirror. I looked like trash.

I was holding my breath in embarrassment , about to walk out of the maids room, before Jungkook stopped me. My cheeks flushed a bright red.

He stood at the door way, placing an arm across so I couldn't walk through. I paused.

I watched as his eyes slowly ran down my body, lingering at the places they shouldn't be.

"Yes~ Jungkook?"

He cleared his throat.

"Are you going to be wearing...that?"

I giggled. "Ah yes, it's apart of the dress uniform, and no one had the desire to fix it," I said, playing at the soft fabric. He turned red. "W-who did you ask to fix it?"

I took is as an opportunity for a little entertainment and smirked. "Do you know Hoseok, our delivery guy?~ He dripped some food today so I decided to talk to him~ he seemed vEry interested in this part of my shirt so I thought I would ask him to fix it. Turns out he was only interested in undoing it even more~"

I watched as Jungkooks eyes grew wide with...what is it...jealousy. He just stared at me as his face grew redder, possibly imagining what could happened between me and Hoseok.

Everything I said was true of course, but nothing happened.

He bit his lip.

"You are not wearing that," he stated simply, and I raised an eyebrow. "But I have to, this is the only uniform I have~"

He shook his head no. "No, you will not be going out infront of other people dressed like that, especially our visitor and ESPECIALLY his son."

I smirked and winked as he took me by my wrist, leading me to an unknown location. "Awe~ isn't little Kookie jealous?~"

He growled under his breath. "No...not AT ALL~ I just wouldn't appreciate the way they would look at MY SERVANt while she is wearing such a...revealing uniform."

I smiled. "Ah~ like the way you look at me?"

His face turned beet red and he bit his lip. "Nonsense..." he murmured, but I could tell it was true. He just wanted me all to himself.

He led me into a room and let me change into a dress of my choice. There was so many.

"You will be my special guest of the night," he said through the door, but I was too busy trying on dresses to pay attention.

I tried on many things, but I finally found one I liked, and it was still revealing enough to tease Jungkook.

Is was a dark red, and it stopped only a few inches down my thigh. It had a low neck line, just where it converted what needed to be covered and showed the rest.

But there was a problem.

I couldn't zip it up.

I smirked.

"Hey Jungkookie?~"

"Yes?"

"I can't zip it up~ could you help me?~"

"Uh...yea. I'll go get a dressing maid-"

"No~ I said I want YOU to~"

He paused before asking," are you sure?"

I said yes.

He creaked open the door and walked in. He was blushing so bad.

I turned to my back could face him.

"Can you help me~master?"

I heard a deep growl in the back of his throat.

"Please?~"