"He didn't marry you to become King, he became King so he could marry you."
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After the King of Korea dies suddenly due to disease, his oldest son Park Jimin is next in line for the throne. The problem is, he doesn't have a partner, and he hates the...
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Very shook
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"This isn't even enough for two people, let alone four."
"I know honey, but there was a shortage at they place where we usually get food."
25 year old Min Yoongi sits there staring at two pieces of bread, while his parents squabble at each other. Although the bread was good bread, it wasn't enough for three full grown adults and a barely adult brother.
"Eomma, Appa," Yoongi interrupts, and his parents turn to look at him. "I heard there was a market across our neighborhood that were giving out food for a cheap price. I have some pocket change saved up, so I could go get something for us to eat." He parents looked at each other.
"Are you sure? I mean it's pretty far away." His mother said, resting her hand on his arm. Yoongi shook his head. "Nah it's fine. Kook can just come with me." With reluctant gazes, his parents finally agreed.
They left their beaten down house, and started on their long walk. "Aren't you hungry?" Jungkook asked, kicking a small stone so that it slipped ahead several paces. Yoongi shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine kiddo. My work during the day provides food for me, so you guys can eat more." Jungkook pouted.
"Being poor sucks." Yoongi laughed. "Can't do anything about it when we were born into this life. All we can do is try our best to be better. It isn't like we're stuck here forever."
Jungkook hummed in agreement. They passed by a flower shop, and inside, they see their friend Jung Hoseok tending to customers.
Hoseok was one of those people who earned more money then what they started with.
"Hey Hyung!" Hoseok waves from inside the shop, and the two brother enter. "How's your shop doing Seok?" Hoseok grinned at him. "It's doing great actually, since it's spring time too. Also," his voice dropped down to a whisper. "I heard the king died. I suppose people are buying mourning flowers."
Yoongi pulled a face. "That must suck, especially to his family." Hoseok nodded. "I agree."
After a few minutes of talking, they waved goodbye to Hoseok and continued their walk.
By the time they got to the market, it had been forty five minutes, so getting the things that they needed, they started to head back.
They hadn't even walked five metres before a girl was up in his space, invading every scent gland in his nose, making them wrinkle.
"Go away Eunjung," Yoongi snarled, every cell in his body coiling in disgust. Her saturated sweet smell permeated the air, and needless to say Yoongi felt himself choking. Jungkook was also grimacing, plugging his nose and stepping away.
"Come on Oppa~," Eunjung said seductively, twirling her hair on her finger. "Let's go eat somewhere, okay?" Yoongi gritted his teeth and whipped away.
