Taehyung, an irresponsible, ill-mannered, annoying, careless prince.
Jungkook, the perfect heir to the Jeon throne and the most respectful and poised prince out there.
Who knew that meeting each other under unwanted circumstances would change everyt...
So to clarify things, Taehyung's hair is a light brownish sandy color if that makes sense. It's not the platinum blonde he had before. ———————————————————— When Taehyung and Jungkook finally decided to untangle themselves from each other they scooted lazily out of bed and took turns to shower, then ate breakfast in a comfortable silence. They seemed to take it slowly, stalling.
"We should put our contacts in- to get used to them." Taehyung murmured, setting their dishes in the sink. Jungkook ran his tongue against the inside of his cheek as he thought, eventually giving in. Because Taehyung was right.
They headed back to the bathroom and help each other pop in their respective colored contacts and then styled their hair. They had no idea if they were going anywhere today, but it was always better to be safe than sorry.
The two glanced over the other, frowning slightly.
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"Should... should we head out? Do you have somewhere in mind?" Jungkook asked quietly, voice muffled by the mask he wore. He was nervous, and afraid. He felt like he was walking on thin ice. One wrong move and he'd be dragged back to the Jeon castle, facing defeat.
"Let's just walk around. It's better then staying still and waiting for the threat to reach us."
"Would Jimin be okay with that?"
"I think he knows it's all we can do right now."
Jungkook nodded and reached for Taehyung's hand, seeking some sort of comfort. Taehyung laced their fingers together slowly and they headed towards the living room, but something made them stop immediately. Fear gripped Jungkook's heart like an uninvited hand and he covered his mouth to stay quiet as Taehyung snuck towards the window, moving softly and slowly as the noises outside grew louder.
"Shit." Taehyung cursed. The clopping sounds of horse hooves against the gravel was enough of a warning to make him turn on his heel quickly, grabbing Jungkook's shoulder in an attempt to make him follow. The younger stumbled along, yelping out a noise of surprise as Taehyung dragged him to the back of the house.
