His Royal Madness(BTSxJIMIN)[DICONTINUED]

❣︎Decorations❣︎

♡︎2nd Person POV♡︎

Jimin woke up next to Yoongi, feeling a bit strange. He groaned sitting up. He got up seeing his curtains closed. "You shouldn't be closed." He grumbled opening them. He shrieked and closed them again. "So bright!" He covered his eyes.

Yoongi groaned waking up. "Who dare wake me up from my slumber." He grumbled.

Jimin uncovered his eyes blinking. "Hyung? Is that you?" He wondered. "What are you doing in my room?" He squinted. "This is MY room." Jimin frowned crossing his arms.

Yoongi looked around. Remembering all of last nights events. "Oh yeah. Sorry." He chuckled getting out of bed. "I'll go change." He said walking to the bathroom door. "What time is it?" He froze.

Jimin looked at his clock on the wall. "7:34am..." He furrowed his eyebrows. Why is it so bright then? He wondered.

Yoongi nodded and opened the door, closing it behind him. Jimin sighed stretching. He opened te curtains once again. It was still so bright. He blinked. The sun was up but it wasn't THAT bright. He looked at the light that was flashing towards his window. "What the..." He ran to his closet and changed into his royal clothing.

He ran out but stopping quickly in his tracks. He saw GeumGi at the Window of The guard room. TAEHYUNG'S room. "Listen. You get executed? Not my problem. You die, your fault." GeumGi said. "If only I could strangle you GeumGi." Taehyung whispered.

"Whatever. You think Jimin will want someone like you anyways?" GeumGi leaned in forward. Taehyung growled.

"Actually, He asked me out yesterday. My response was..." Jimin leaned onto the door infront of a shocked GeumGi. "Ofcourse..." He lied.

"Now. What business do you have with me. Taehyung. AND death?" He got suspicious. Jimin leaned into his face. GeumGi gulped. "Nothing." He turned his head away. "A suspect may die, or not. No?" He said. He walked into his room. "Where the fuck were you last night?" He said closing the door.

Jimin rolled his eyes and turned to Taehyung "Are you ok? What did he say? Are your parents awake?" He held Taehyung's face with ine hand through the window. Taehyung shook his head. "They're asleep. Yeah, i'm fine." He said ignoring the other question. "Breakfast is soon, do you want food?" Jimin asked leaned in closer. Taehyung nodded. "Just a normal Breakfast please. For me and my parents. I feel like I might pass out if I see Royal food." He chuckled.

Jimin giggled. "Sure!" He bit his lips and quickly pecked Taehyung's lips. He ran away into his room to grab the keys. He ran towards the kitchen in full speed.

He told Momo what to do/cook. Seokjin helping. H gave Seomiin and Momo a small hug and ran outside where the lights were. He was out of breath but he managed. He furrowed his eyebrows. "What's this?" He mumbled. Jackson came up to him with 2 boxes. "Oh! Hey Jimin! Sorry I didn't wake you up. I was stuck here helping your mother." He grinned

Jimin shook his head. "No worries. Anyways, what's with my curtains closed and then that Eye slaughter monster shining brightly on my window?" He said walking next to Jackson to wherever he was going. "Wedding. The lights are for when the children leave or go to sleep so the adults stay up drinking and talking around midnight or whatever. 21+" he said.

He put down the boxes. "Wanna help with the inventations?" He said opening a box. Jimin nodded. Jackson pulled out a pack and opened it. He pulled out a card. "All you gotta do is sign your name and put the date of the wedding. The King and Your mother will come to sign too. I think your brothers will too." He said. "But we also need My signature and your Brothers new Butlers!maids." He scratched his head looking around. "I wonder where they are." He squinted.

He shrugged. "Whatever. Start signing. Put them in a pile over there when you're finished." He pointed at the corner. Jimin nodded and grabbed a pen. He began signing.

♡︎♡︎
♡︎2 hours later♡︎
♡︎♡︎

Jimin sighed putting down the pen. "That was tiring." He rubbed his temples. Yoongi slammed his head on the table. "I'm starving." He grumbled. "I forgot how much cramps my hand would go through." The king laughed.

Jimin frowned and looked down. "Let's go eat now then..." Jimin said standing up. He walked back to the castle. Practice would be over for him by now. He had to go apologize soon.

He sat in HIS seat and began eating. "Fat pig." He heard someone whisper in his ear. He growled knowing EXACTLY who it was. "Old fag." He growled lowly.

He continued eating his food.

Jimin took one last sip of his orange juice, quite gross if you ask him, and stood up. "I'll be leaving now." He said quietly and left. He really hadn't eaten anything. Nor drank. He went upstairs into his room. He sat on his bed and sighed. Jackson came in.

"Jimin? You feeling ok?" He asked. "Why'd you leave? Are you not hungry?" He got down on his knees looking at Jimin. "I'm fine. I guess all that writing made me lose my appitiete." He chuckled dryly. Jackson hummed. "Want to go down to the village? Maybe that'll clear your mind." He stood up. "We never went for a walk last night. Maybe that's why."

Jackson went over to Jimin's closet. He pulled out a black T-shirt and White jeans. Jimin smiled and walked over to him. "Thanks for being the best butler in the world." He hugged Jackson.

"And Friend."

"Best. Friend..."