Illusion || VMin

16- Respect

Jimin's POV

Restless, I turned over to be met by Jungkook's glare that made me freeze in my place for a couple of seconds to process his presence.

"You made my heart stop for a second, Jungkook." I took a deep breath, moving the cover away and sitting instead while brushing my hair to clear my vision.

"Too bad. I wanted to make it stop forever," He remarked with a rather firm tone

Huh?

I frowned. "You are really quite rude."

"I don't care what you think of me. All I care about is prince Taehyung, so don't you dare let him sleep on the couch again." He answered and then examined me from head to toe, adding, "And try to be self-conscious. Your bare skin is showing."

I could've talked back to him, but instead, my body trembled at the thought of my real gender being revealed which caused me to nod in defeat.

"As long as you understand." He flipped his hair and turned on his heel, making sure to glare at me before walking away.

I clenched my fists and parted my lips, hesitant to utter the words that I had been keeping since day one.

Just say it.

"Jungkook," I called his name and stood up, "Your. Your behavior towards me needs to be fixed-"

"I am not someone you can order or threaten. You either complain to the prince or gain my respect which I highly doubt it, though," he sarcastically ended his sentence and exited the room, leaving me behind drowning in self-hatred.

It was the first time for someone to direct those words to me. Actually, no one ever dared to because at my palace I was the crowned princess even here I was still her. However, for a person like Jungkook, who knew the truth about me, that treatment should have been expected because I was-

It's fine.

I don't mind this treatment nor what he thinks about me. 

Yeah, it's fine.

I was lying to myself. What happened was the opposite of what I had actually desired because Jungkook- Kookie was someone I thought could be an ally to depend on, but it seemed that I was wrong. He wanted nothing of me. As he said earlier, he only minded his prince.

Did I actually think that someone will help me? 

How stupid of me!

With that in mind, I fixed my clothes and left the room, aiming for the bathroom. After finishing my daily routine, I went to the backyard since everyone seemed to be minding their own business.

Yoongi was lazily lying on the sofa along with V, who found amusement in annoying him, and Taehyung, who was obviously avoiding me, was having his breakfast while talking to Jungkook whom I didn't exert effort to examine. Finally, prince Seokjin and Baekhyun were out buying some stuff for the unexpected guests, us. As for Hoseok, he was in the kitchen, preparing me some food that I hoped to be edible.

On entering the backyard, I found it full of red roses like that special spot of Taehyung. It felt as if Seokjin was trying to have some traces of the palace in his new house. 

It was dark yesterday to notice them.

Smiling, I approached and leaned towards them. Cautiously, I caressed them, but then my eyes caught a bed of purple flowers that seemed to be wilting. It was then that V's remark about the death of the flowers came to mind.