Still With You | KOOKV (ON HOLD)

Four

"So you're telling me I'm a son of a higher ranking officer or something?"

Taehyung stopped on his tracks, turning his attention on the young male whose name is Yeonjun, his personal servant.

"Yes, young master. Lord Baekhyun is the minister of war and the right hand man of the King." Yeonjun answered politely, head hanging low as he maintained a meter away from Taehyung.

"Cool." Taehyung grinned, skipping his way to the pavilion in the middle of a lake in front of the grand house.

After waking up in this unfamiliar place days ago, Taehyung thought he had gone insane or perhaps he's been having a very odd dream.

However, when he woke up the next day and he's still in the same place, he knew everything he's been experiencing isn't just a mere dream.

No matter how hard he tried to think of a plausible explanation to everything that's been going on, he just couldn't think of anything and would just end up getting an annoying headache.

If someone had told him before that he would become some kind of royalty one day, he would've laughed at it and lost his mind at the crazy idea.

However, he's here, being treated like a royalty, fed with food he never thought he'd be able to taste, dressed in the grandest silk he never thought he'd be able to wear, and most of all being taken care of by the people whom he could call 'family'.

He's been receiving everything he never had when he was still the 18-year old Taehyung.

And somehow, it felt good.

Taehyung doesn't know how he ended up in this situation and why he's living a life of someone else, but it sure as hell felt good.

If all of these things would turn out to be just a part of his dream or hallucinations, Taehyung doesn't want to wake up anymore and return to his normal life.

There's nothing for him to return to anyways, no one to look for him even if he's gone missing.

In here, he feels like he's living... really living and not just merely breathing.

"So I'm some kind of a nobleman, huh?" Taehyung asked in an amused tone. He sat on the cushion in the middle of the pavilion where a small table with snacks and fruits was already prepared for him.

Another servant immediately poured a tea to his cup before rushing away.

"Yes, young master." Yeonjun politely answered.

Taehyung nodded his head, grinning happily at the current situation he's in.

"It's like hitting a jackpot." He chuckled, picking a grape and excitedly tossing it in his mouth.

He glanced at the servant and caught him looking at him with worried expression on his face.

"Uh, why are you standing there?" Taehyung cleared his throat and pointed out the empty cushion in front of him.

"Come join me, Yeonjun." He said, smiling brightly at the younger male whose eyes became as wide as saucers.

"I can't, young master." Yeonjun bowed down to decline.

Taehyung pouted. "Oh come on! Just join me here. The food doesn't taste good if I'm eating alone." He urged to which Yeonjun politely declined once more.

"It's so kind of you, young master, to ask me to join you, but a lowly servant such as myself shouldn't even dream of doing so." Yeonjun said in a soft voice, eyes still glued on the floor.

His words made Taehyung sigh.

"Who said you're just a lowly servant?" Taehyung stood and made his way to the younger.