Hoseok
I woke up with jungkook hyungs arms around me. This isn't the first time we had slept in the same bed I knew his habit of having to hug something in his sleep, so this was normal for us. I looked outside my window, it was 7am. I got out of jungkook hyungs arms and shook him awake, when he woke up he tried to grab onto me again but I dodged him, he pouted.
I laughed a little at his childish behavior, this guy was seriously a year older then me "jungkook hyung come on we need to go meet the queen and prince in an hour" I said, he immediately shot up in bed "crap we have to get you ready" He said he ran to the closet and pulled out a silver silk dress shirt from the closet and layed it on the bed for me, "hobi hobi hurry and get ready" He said before leaving the room, that's one of the things that make him a great friend, he always respected my privacy. The shirt was beautiful I had never warn something this fancy. The queen gave me the shirt saying that I needed to make a good first impression. I threw on a pair of black pants, the silver of the shirt somehow made my green eyes pop
I ran my fingers through my black hair until it was relatively neat and I was finished. After I was finished getting dressed I called for jungkook hyung to come back in. When he came back inside his eyes widened, he looked at me from head to toe and I started getting shy because of how he was looking, jungkook hyung finally spoke "wow hobi you look so beautiful, I bet even the princess will be jealous of your beauty" He said and I blushed. He took my arm and wrapped it around his and we headed to the throne room where we were to meet the prince. We arrived a few minutes early and the queen greeted us with a warm smile. With my arm around jungkook hyungs we probably looked like a couple but I didn't care right now I was so nervous to meet the prince that I clutched onto jungkook hyungs arm so hard it would probably leave bruises. When the prince entered I nearly gasped he was gorgeous
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