"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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When Yoongi wears a bandana *chefs kiss
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The next morning at 8, they met outside in the courtyard, shivering slightly in the chilly weather as they were merely wearing shorts and t shirts.
"T-this I-is t-terrible." Kai chattered, hugging his body with his arms to avoid the bite of the wind. Yoongi and Jungkook were also shivering, grouping together to try to conserve heat.
They were alone the courtyard, with their instructor no where to be found.
"H-how l-long are t-they planning t-to make u-us wait?" Yoongi snapped, but it lost its effect by his teeth clanking against each other.
Finally, the big oak doors leading to the courtyard opened, and a man wearing a coat came outside. He stopped short of the shivering group and smirked.
"Stop acting like a bunch a pussies," he snarled, coming foreword to whack an Alpha across the back in an effort to make him stand straight. "You barely pass for an Alpha the way you're shivering right now."
"But he's wearing a fucking coat!" Jungkook hissed to Yoongi and Kai, glaring daggers at the man who were shouting at a couple of poor Alphas.
"Alright you weaklings!" He shouted than laughed loudly, making the Alphas in front of him glance at each other nervously. "Four laps around the palace!" The Alphas looked at him like they saw a ghost and he glared at them. "Do I need to fucking repeat myself?!" Hastily, the contestants broke into a run, dreading how much they have to do.
You see, the circumference of the palace was roughly around 3 km. Times that by 4 and you have 12 km.
"He wants to kill us!" Kai huffs, and Yoongi silently agreed. He was already tired as fuck and it hadn't even been 100 metres yet.
Gradually, the distance between each contestants became bigger, as the more fit ones were farther ahead and the slow ones were behind.
Unfortunately, Yoongi was one of those slow ones.
"Hurry up skinny legs!" The instructor snapped from ahead, looking menacingly at him. Yoongi bit back a rude retort and willed his legs to move faster. His lungs were already at its maximum capacity, his heart pounding against his rib cage. His throat was hurting, since he barely does any exercise.
Eventually, through the barks and shouts from their instructor, he managed to catch up to Jungkook and Kai, all while wheezing into his arm.
"You look like you're about to die hyung." Jungkook remarked, and Yoongi scoffed at him. "W-what do you mean you brat? I ain't about to die."
"Your breathing says otherwise." Kai pointed out, and Yoongi glared at him, coughing a little. "Piss off. I'm trying my best here you know."
"Sorry Hyung." Jungkook grinned, his shirt already soaked through in sweat, his defined looking pecs pressed up upon it. Kai was the same as well, and Yoongi grumbled internally upon looking at his own flat chest. Damn his brother taking his dads genes.
"You look like a kid when you stand between us." Kai teased, and Yoongi sped ahead, not wanting to hear what else he has to say about his height.
"At least my shoulder is broader than yours!" He tossed back over his shoulder, and he hears Kai laugh in response. "Sure hyung."
After a long hour and a half, Yoongi finally finished four laps, and when he arrived, he could see several Alphas already gulping water and pouring it over their heads to cool them down.
Gasping, he slowed down and walked towards the shade, feeling like he could collapse at any moment. He sat down, feeling the cool grass and sighed, still breathing heavily.
After a while, Jungkook and Kai came over to pass him a cup of cold water. He gulped it down hungrily, feeling relief after the cool water touched the hot parts.
"That's feels nice." He sighed, tilting his head back and sighing. Returning to his normal state, he eyed Jungkooks still full cup hungrily.
"Go get another cup for Hyung will ya?"
"Get it yourself gramps." Jungkook teased, and Yoongi glared at him. "Yah, is that how you treat-," Before he finished, Jungkook was already dashing away, not wanting to hear the rest of Yoongi's words.
When the last Alpha arrived, very much sweaty, the instructor clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.
"Listen up!" He boomed. "Since today's the first day, I wanted to push you to the limits and see how well you can take it!"
"Some of you did very well," his eyes landed on Minjae who smirked. "Some of you were disastrous." He turned his gaze to Yoongi, who glared back at him.
"However, with time I expect you to be able to run four laps of the palace with no sweat." He started to pace back and foreword in front of them, taking on a lecture style.
"As a king, you must not only know how to rule with dignity, but to also defend your kingdom when time comes for it. A fat king is no use to our country, if he sits all day on a throne." He continued.
"If one day our kingdom was attacked, the king is also expected, along with the generals, to go into battle and lead the army, so, understand when I say, that you will feel very, very sore the first few times of my lessons." He looked at them one final time before sweeping his arm towards the doors.
"You are dismissed."
"Fucking hell," Yoongi cursed when he gets to the changing room. He peels off his sweat soaked shirt off, the shirt making a sucking noise. "I've never sweated this much in my entire life." Jungkook laughed at that, already chest bare as he tossed his shirt into the laundry basket.
"You really should've come with me on my morning runs then Hyung." Yoongi rolled his eyes.
He turned to Kai. "How did you get..." he grimaced. "Muscular?" Kai shrugged and bumped Yoongi's shoulder. "I helped my dad lift weights sometimes."
Yoongi groaned and leaned back. "Now I really wished I exercised with Kook when I had the chance."
From the corner of his eye, he sees Minjae approach them, and he sits up. "What the fuck do you want?" He snapped, and Minjae smiled smugly.
"Nothing, just that I think you'd better shape up before we start for real, because judging by your performance today, why would the prince want someone that runs like an old man?" Yoongi glowered at him. "Get to the point."
"My point is," Minjae continued. "Is that if the prince doesn't like you, then you'd probably quit yourself considering how weak your body is."
After hearing what Minjae had to say, he turned around promptly. "If that's all you can leave now."
Minjae stood there, obviously confused as to why Yoongi didn't seem all that bothered. When Yoongi realized that Minjae was still standing there, he turned around and spat, "Fuck off!"
Minjae finally left, and Yoongi groaned. "Tell me why that bitch has been after us since day 1." Kai shrugged. "I dunno, maybe because we are so obviously better than him." Jungkook giggled.
"Though, I am concerned about future lessons." Yoongi said, eyebrows furrowing as he changed into clean clothes.
