The Royal Selection

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Yoongi stared at the Queen, before his eyes flickered to Chul Moo, was still sitting there with a smug smile on his face. That fucker still didn't know what was coming.

"I punched him." Yoongi said easily, and the Queen arched her one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows, obviously not expecting him to admit what happened so easily. "And why did you do that?"

"Because he was bad mouthing the prince and degrading him." Now the Queen definitely did not expect that, her face morphing into one of surprise. She had probably received a different kind of perspective from Chul-Moo, likely one that painted Yoongi as the bad guy.

"T-that's not true!" Chul-Moo choked out, his face becoming flushed. He probably realized now that he practically dug his own grave.

Idiot. Yoongi thinks scornfully.

"Eomma." Jimin speaks up from beside the Queen. "Why don't we just ask the other Alphas in the room what happened? Since we have two different perspectives here."

If it were possible, Chul-Moo paled even more then he already was, from the moment Yoongi had exposed him. "I-I don't t-think that's n-necessary my Queen." No one paid attention to him, and Yoongi looked at him disdainfully.

Seeing as he was doomed, Chul-Moo sat back quietly, eyes staring at the floor. Yoongi decided to say nothing, content seeing Chul-Moo squirm.

Eventually, the guards returned with several of Alphas that witnessed the event happen. The Queen has them sit down, all the while they looked at each other nervously.

"Will one of you fine gentlemen help us confirm what happened in the Alphas room?" She asked, and the Alphas that's were brought in looked at each other, contemplating if this were a trap or not. They also looked at Yoongi and Chulmoo, like they ratted them out or something.

"C-Chul-Moo came back after his meeting with his highness." One of them began. "We wanted t-to know what happened, so we crowded him, asking questions."

"What happened next?" The Queen asked, pressing further.

"H-he said he hated his time with the prince." They continued, and immediately Chulmoo stood up, the chair falling to the ground. "Liar! You changed what I said!" He shouted, and the Queen glares at him. "But you didn't say you didn't." Chul-Moo opened his mouth to retort but thought better of it and closed his mouth.

Sighing, the Queen smiled and the guards dismissing them. Once they left, she turned to Yoongi and thanked him for coming and for his time. He left the room, looking only to see Chul Moo being interrogated for his behaviour.

Hiding the smirk on his face, he returned back to the Alphas room. When he opened the door, everyone turned to look at him. He ignored them and walked to where Kai and Jungkook were sitting, the two immediately sitting up when they noticed Yoongi walking towards them.

"Hyung what happened?" Jungkook asked, his doe eyes peering at him worriedly.

"Relax kid, I'm fine." Yoongi answered, then smirked. "Not sure if Chul-Moo is going to be though."

"Is he still there?" Kai asked, and Yoongi nodded. "Yup, last I saw he was getting a lecture or something. Pretty sure he's not going to survive."

"Do you think he'll be kicked out?" Yoongi shrugged. "I'm not sure, I'm hoping he will be though."

That night Chul-Moo left the competition. There's is currently 26 left in the competition.

After dinner, (it was turkey and mash potatoes with cranberry jam and gravy), they went back to their rooms, in order to rest before tomorrow, as it is when they start basic physical training.

Yoongi had just finished taking a shower, a towel wrapped around his waist when he hears a knock on his door. Thinking it was only his maids coming in to check on him before bed, he doesn't think twice before opening the door.

Unfortunately, it wasn't his maids, but Jimin.

"Fuck!" Yoongi cursed loudly before slamming the door shut, cheeks burning red at an alarming degree. Dammit, why did it have to be Jimin?! He wasn't even properly dressed! Plus he cursed in front of him, and oh god Yoongi wants to die.

Changing into his clothes in a rush, he reopened the door, and looked at Jimin with embarrassment. "U-uh," he started awkwardly, leaning against the door frame to try and play it off cool. "How may I h-help you?"

He noticed with interest that Jimin's cheeks were a little red as well.

"U-um," Jimin stuttered, then looked around the hallway. He inched towards Yoongi in almost a shy fashion. "D-do you think you could l-let me in?"

Yoongi nodded mutely and stepped aside so Jimin could come in. Looking around the hallway himself, Yoongi let the door close with a thump.

Inside, Jimin was waiting for him, sitting on the bed looking a wee bit nervous. Yoongi shuffled over awkwardly to pull out a chair and sit in front of the prince.

"How m-may I help your highness?" He asked again dumbly, and Jimin smiled softly at his stutter. "Please just call me Jimin." Yoongi nodded again, unsure of what to say.

"Thank you." Yoongi's head snapped up to stare at Jimin, who is now looking at him straight in the face. "W-what?" This time Jimin looks down and scratched his neck, his previous confidence fading. "Thank you for what you did with Chulmoo. Defending me I mean."

Yoongi chuckled awkwardly, as hearing the prince say thank you made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. "I didn't like the way he was talking about you." He looks up to see Jimin smiling at him, and his cheeks heat up once again.

"At first when my mother told me that you had started a fight with someone," Jimin said, "I didn't believe her. Because from my experience with you it didn't seem like you were the type of Alpha to start a fight just for the sake of it."

Yoongi listened, not really sure what Jimin was going at.

"But then you explained it, and it made so much more sense." Jimin continued. "It...felt nice somehow that you were willing to fight someone for me."

Now the blush returned full force to Yoongi's face, and he hid in his arms. Jimin noticed this, and he inches foreword until his hand came to touch Yoongi's arm lightly.

"I'm made things weird, didn't I?" Jimin whispered lightly, prompting Yoongi to lift his face where he was hiding in his arms.

"Nah, its...just me. I'm the one being weird here." Yoongi teased, causing Jimin to laugh lightly. They sat in silence for a while before Jimin stood up, making his way to the door. Yoongi followed him, knowing that Jimin was about to leave.

At the door, Jimin paused, his eyes flickering to Yoongi's face. "I guess, see you tomorrow?" Yoongi nodded and opened the door, allowing Jimin to slip out. Before Yoongi closed the door, Jimin turned around, and leaning in, planted a small kiss to his cheek.

Almost immediately after, Jimin bid a hasty goodbye and sped away, leaving Yoongi's chest fuzzy and his mind buzzing.

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