Regent . PJM [Completed]

let go

[Jimin's POV]

I had never felt this angry before. Not ever. The reporter's downright disrespectful questions really struck a nerve. 

Especially because he was talking about Sera. 

He made it sound like she was some sort of fucking concubine I married just to get myself power. 

Although it was part of our initial thought, it was so much more than that. 

We did it to save them for fuck's sake. Now they had the audacity to come at not only me, but my wife?

Plus, Sera was precious, more than just a pawn that could be used for politics. 

And before I could realize what I had done, the room went dark. I couldn't see a thing. 

Screams and gasps could be heard as I too became disoriented, but that quickly turned into alarm. 

Reaching out, I grabbed for Sera who was beside me. 

At least she was supposed to be. 

All I grasped was the empty air. 

"Sera? Sera?!" I shouted and desperately searched for her. "Ah!" The lights had come back on, piercing my eyes. 

It barely took me even a second to recognize the person at my feet. 

Sera was laying on the floor. Her eyes were closed as she lay there, unmoving. 

"Sera!" Falling to my knees, I cradled her head in my arms. "No no no no. Yoongi! Lucas!" Three pairs of feet stormed over as the palace guards and Sera's brother ran over. 

"Follow me," Yoongi said, urgently pushing me to get out of sight and mumbling into his earpiece. Lucas scooped Sera into his arms and all of us ran behind the curtains. 

The last thing I heard behind me was someone shouting, "It was the king! The king killed the queen! He murdered her! He murdered her!" 

I grimaced and hurried my steps. 

I should have listened to Namjoon. 

[Sera's POV]

"Whoa whoa whoa, easy now," he said pressing me back onto the bed when I jolted awake. 

"Ugh, my head hurts," I mumbled, clutching my spinning head. 

"Yeah, the drug's not completely out of your system yet." There was the rolling of a chair and the rattling of pills. "Here, take these. It'll help with your headache," he said, handing me a bottle of painkillers.

"Thanks Tae," I said while swallowing a pill. There was a moment of silence as he let me collect my thoughts. "What happened?" 

"How much do you remember?" 

I frowned and tried to rewind the memory. "Um, just Jimin arguing with the reporter and getting angry. The lights going out and... that's it." 

"Well I doubt Jimin's ability involves knocking people out and them being able to wake again," Taehyung voiced. 

"Not that I know of," I answered, taking a sip from the glass of water Taehyung handed me. 

"Someone drugged you and knocked you out."

"What? Why?" I asked, troubled. 

Why would someone want to try and knock me out during a press conference? A conference the people wanted, no less? 

Taehyung shrugged. "Beats me. They're still investigating." 

I huffed and fell back into the bed. 

It seemed like we're getting nowhere, and the cases were just piling up more and more.

But it's not like I didn't appreciate everyone who's been helping us and trying to get to the bottom of this. It was clear they were working their butts of. 

And what was I doing? 

Lying around on my bed. 

"I have to go find Jimin," I suddenly said, sitting up from the bed and moving to put on some shoes. 

"Oh no you don't." Taehyung immediately pressed me back down. "You are not leaving this room until you're better."

"I am better! I'm perfectly fine! Tae, I need to help Jimin-"

"Sera. Could you please think of someone else other than him? Could you at least think of yourself?" Taehyung asked, hurt evident in his voice. "If not yourself, can't you think about me?"

"Tae-"

"Can't you think about the people who are worried for you? Who can't fall asleep because they're thinking of you and how plainly miserable you are? Can't you think about the people that care for you so much that they'd put everything down and run to your side when you're hurt?" 

"Tae, please-"

"I hate seeing you with him," he whispered. His voice cracked as he forced his tears back, but I could see them. Even thought they weren't flowing down his cheeks, I could feel the tears he held inside. "I hate how everytime you get hurt or are put in danger, it's because of him. Sera, I care for you so much. Your happiness is mine. So please. Please think about me." His last words were barely audible. 

"Taehyung," my voice cracked as I noticed that I myself was crying. 

I hadn't realized that I was hurting him. 

I was hurting him because he was holding onto me. 

Holding onto what we could've been.

That's when I understood, I had to let him go. 

Because I had to move on. Move on for the sake of this country, and for the sake of Jimin. 

Jimin had no one. If I left him, he'd be alone. 

Taehyung could at least find someone else. Find someone who would readily love him back. 

I wasn't that person, because I was married. I couldn't love him back. 

God, how had it taken me so long to comprehend such a simple matter? 

I'd let him go. 

"Thank you. Thank for you everything," I started, "Thank you for being here for me. For always looking out for me and loving me unrelentingly." I paused and raised my head to the ceiling to keep my tears from falling. "And I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being fair to you. I'm sorry it took me so long to notice my mistake, so I'm asking you to forgive me. Forgive me Tae," I whispered, "Forgive me for this sin. I love you Taehyung, I always will." 

A tear finally managed to escape from Taehyung's eyes as his lip trembled. 

He knew what was coming, but he let me say it anyway. 

"But I have to let go, Tae. I have to let go of you." 

Taehyung looked down, his tears dribbling onto his leg as he silently wept. 

A moment passed like this before he wiped his eyes and looked back at me. 

His lips were curved into a gentle, but forlorn smile. 

"Is this your decision and yours alone?" 

I nodded. 

Taehyung scoffed. Not a mocking scoff, but one of hurt and unbelief. 

"Then I will respect your decision, Sera." He stood and bent over, pressing a kiss to my forehead for the last time. "I'll let you go now."

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