FORCED TO MATE | TAEKOOK ✓

ten.

Darkness came and went before the morning sun peeked behind the long drapes of the closed window.

Taehyung was still fast asleep when the first knock on the door was delivered, followed by another.

The bed was practically swallowing him whole as he lay curled up in a ball in the center of the mattress.

Soft snores left his lips as he snuggled further into the soft pillow.

It smelled exactly like the prince, alpha pheromones and all, providing the omega with a bittersweet feeling of protection.

He was finally awaken from his slumber by the sound of the door opening and closing before the curtains were pulled aside.

He mumbled incoherent words under his breath before his eyes finally shot open after the warm sun touched his face.

He slowly managed to sit up as he rubbed his eyes, a loud yawn leaving his lips.

It was only seconds later that he registered the other presence in the room, making him nearly jump from his position on the bed.

He immediately flushed at the realization that he was nude from the waist down, clad in only the lace underwear that he had tried on the night before.

He scrambled to hide his body under the sheets before finally looking up and meeting the person's gaze.

A sigh of relief left his lips at the sight of Seokjin standing by the window before walking back towards the door and wheeling in a tray filled with food.

"Good morning. I see you managed to sleep well." Seokjin commented as he placed the tray on Taehyung's sheet covered lap.

Taehyung smiled sheepishly at the realization that Seokjin had obviously seen what he was wearing and the way he tried to practically smother himself in the alpha's scent.

It was almost like Seokjin was beginning to warm up to him, voice friendly and almost playful.

He couldn't help the smile that graced his lips as he thanked Seokjin for the food and slowly began to dig in.

There was no way he would ever be able to finish it all but he would try to eat as much of it as possible.

He didn't even realize how hungry he was until he took the first bite, a sigh of content leaving his lips at the delicious food.

"Sorry what time is it?" He asked softly, almost embarrassed at his own question before seokjin replied.

"A quarter to nine," he replied as he moved the fancy cart to the corner of the room.

Taehyung's eyes widened and his nearly dropped his fork because the queen had specifically told him he had to be up by seven sharp.

"Don't worry, the stylists were running late anyway so I let you sleep in a few more minutes." He finally turned to offer Taehyung a small smile, encouraging.

Taehyung couldn't help feeling grateful for the male for thinking about him and making him feel welcomed.

"Thank you." Taehyung spoke softly, pausing and watching as Seokjin nodded lightly.

He proceeded to walk over to the sheer drapes around the canopy bed and pulled them completely to one side.

"W-What are you doing?" Taehyung found the courage to ask, genuinely curious and he figured Seokjin wouldn't mind.

After all, he had been nothing but kind to him.

"Someone is coming in later to change the drapes and sheets for after the wedding." He looked back at Taehyung who nearly choked on a piece of pineapple.