The Prince - ♛ taegguk ♛ [On hiatus]

♛ Twenty ♛

In advance: I'm sorry :)

TRIGGER WARNING: Homophobic slurs, verbal abuse / manipulation.

Xoxo,
Enjoy!
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It was amazing while it lasted. Sweet, warm and beautiful. Each breath was easy. Each touch was like a pill of their own ecstasy. Taehyung and Jungkook relished in every moment.. every sweet moment. Saving them, like they were the last.

The week finished smoothly, the two taking the nice plane ride home, making sure to take advantage of their last moments together. And then.. they got back.

It came slow. Like something in the air. It was heavy. Definitely heavier then Taehyung ever remembered. He wanted to believe that it was just that he was so used to the easiness of the trip that he had forgotten how glum the Kingdom was.. but no matter how much he told himself that, he couldn't believe it.

It was something so much more real. New, and devastating. It almost suffocated him right off the bat.

He waved Jeongguk goodbye when they went their separate ways, and went to his chambers, but almost immediately after he got there, he was being told that his Father wanted to see him. Saying it was important business.

Taehyung's stomach dropped six feet down. He didn't know why that made him so scared but he stopped breathing for a few second, heart rate picking up.

Had his Father found out? No of course not. How would he have been able to? That.. that couldn't be... so why did Taehyung believe that was exactly why he called him to talk.

But Taehyung tried to stay calm, changing into new clothes and going to his Father's office. He entered when told and stood three feet in front of the desk his Father so intimidatingly sat at.

"You needed to talk to me, Father?" Taehyung asked after greeting the former King.

"Yes." The King answered, his voice and tone. Taehyung started to fret more. "How was your trip." Is that a trick question?

"It was well." Taehyung answered, keeping a calm persona, albite freaking out on the inside.

"Mm, I know, Taehyung." Taehyung's whole soul left his body. He almost went pail and let his persona crack. Almost.

"Know what, Father?" He denied.

The former King's face scrunched in disgust as he opened a file, taking out printed pictures. Taehyung's heart rate sped up. "I know about you're disgusting affair." The adult's words were like poison. Deadly to anyone that encounters them.

Taehyung's breath picked up when he picked up the pictures from the desk, stomach twisting horribly. He looked down at them, the first one being a picture of him and Jungkook at the bridge.. kissing.

His heart stopped. He slowly slid the next one to the top, seeing it as a picture of him and Jungkook making out in their car after going to dinner the night of going to the bridge. He saw the next one, and it was them holding hands while walking around a local fair. Another of them at their privet beach.

The next one made Taehyung completely nauseous. An all too focused picture of them fully naked, about to have sex. Almost like the person was focusing on them for a while, getting a perfectly clear picture...

Taehyung covered his mouth, pressing the pictures to his chest to hide them in a way. He felt utterly humiliated. He shakily looked back at his Father, who wasn't even looking at him at this point.

How did he even get these pictures? Taehyung thought frantically. Did he have someone FOLLOW ME?!

"How did you get these?" He voiced, his tone frantic and upset entirely.