"Your majesty it is but with great sorrow that i Min Yoongi have decided that i must without a doubt resign from my post as your right hand man"
His knight, the kings knight..thats all he was, all he could ever be, but he wanted to be so much more h...
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"You did it again didn't you?"
Sir Jung said as he looked at General Min with a scowl on his usually smiling face, giving him a pointed look General Min returned his attention to his closet as he tried to pick out something appropriate for the upcoming ball.
"Shut up Jung, did what? I don't know what you're talking about"
The Young General said his tone laced with anger but even so Sir Jung didn't miss the hurt and dejected look on the Young Knights face as he tossed aside a dress shirt and pants, the two clothing item falling unto the ground soon to be left unattended to as it joined its other brother and sisters whom had been tossed aside prior to Sir Jung entering the Young Knights room.
"For ignoring the king you fucking prick and that's from Jimin"
Sir Jung said as he smacked the Young Knight behind the head, a smug look adorning his face as he witnessed the Young General quickly turning his head around to look at him with a menacing glare, before he let out a sigh, returning to his original task without another word on the matter.
"Min you really need to stop this, why do you keep avoiding the king, you know you're just hurting his feelings right?"
Sir Jung said as he looked at General Min with a frown on his face. The thing is, he did know. General Min did know his constant attitude towards the king was just making things worse than they already were but he couldn't bring himself to act any other way, he kept reminding himself that he was the king.
That Kim Namjoon was his king, his superior, the person he owed his life to and nothing more, although in his heart he wanted there to be something more, he wished that he could be more to the King than just his right hand man, he really wished for it to be so but it twas not, for the King was already betrothed to another and Min Yoongi just hoped that she'd treat him the way he deserves to be treated.
Letting out a sigh in defeat, General Min just nodded his head, not removing his gaze from the pile of clothes he had strewn on the floor, he just nodded his head without looking at Sir Jung, for he knew if he looked it would all be over, his strong facade would crumble to nothing, he would be forced to let his best friend see just how torn and broken he was.
