The Royal Selection

Jimin pt.1

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When they had come back from their little vacation from the ocean, Jimin was the happiest he's been for a while.

He had confessed to the Alpha he liked, and spent some intimate time with him, kissing, feeling him, and having fun with each other.

Jimin hummed happily as he skipped through the halls of his home, still daydreaming about Yoongi. He couldn't wait to surprise him at his room after dinner and spend more time with him.

It actually physically aches to be away, but the memories make everything bearable, so it's okay.

All the sudden, Minjae appears, giving him a bow and a smile. Jimin smiles back hesitantly. He didn't really like Minjae at all; the only reason he was keeping him was because his family would raise hell if their son was eliminated early.

Being one of the most powerful families in their kingdom does allows you to do that.

"How was your trip?" Jimin didn't know if he was imagining it, but Minjae's eyes seemed to darken upon asking that question.

"It was fun," Jimin replied, and Minjae nodded. He stepped closer to Jimin, making the omega back away. When he felt his back hit the wall, he flinched, looking nervously to the side as Minjae approached.

He shivered unpleasantly when Minjae reaches up to thumb under his jaw, tilting his face up. Then, Minjae's lips were on his.

In one movement, Jimin shoved him away in disgust, reaching up to wipe the spit away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Jimin spat, his hackles rising and his skin tingling from being kissed by someone who was not his Alpha.

Minjae smirked. "What, why can't I? You've kissed the other Alphas, so why can't I?" Jimin glared at him and tried to worm his way out, but Minjae grabbed his shoulder and shoved him against the wall, making Jimin cry out in pain.

"Let's see, Yoongi huh." Jimin froze. Minjae smirked upon seeing Jimin's reaction. "I'm guessing you two are pretty close." Jimin struggled against Minjae's grip and raised a fist to punch him. Minjae caught it and slammed it against the wall too, making Jimin wince.

"What are you going to do?" Jimin hissed, digging an imaginary hole into Minjae's skull. Oh, how he wished he could do that in real life.

"Hmmm, what am I going to do?" Minjae mused, tightening his grip when Jimin wriggled around.

"Maybe I'll shock him a bit, you know, hurt him, physically or mentally." Jimin stared at him, dread settling in the pits of his heart. Minjae smirked. "Unless you behave and do as I say."

Jimin bit down hard on his lip, drawing some blood. "You wouldn't dare-," Minjae cocked his head. "Really? You do know who my family is, right?"

Jimin did know who his family was. The most powerful family that wasn't a royal. There was a good chance that his threats weren't empty threats.

Hanging his head low, Jimin gritted his teeth, eyes brimming with frustration.

"Ah, so you know that I meant what I said." Minjae grinned cockily.

"What do you want?" Jimin whispered hoarsely, and Minjae hummed. "I want you to make me king. Now, not yet, or else it'll be suspicious. I don't care how you do it, but you need to make me king." Minjae smirked broadly. "And to make things easier for me, we're going to make Yoongi hurt." Jimin's head jerked up at that, and Minjae took that chance to kiss him, tongue sticking into Jimin's mouth.

Jimin cringed, his body crying at how this was so wrong.

But Jimin forced himself to stay still.

When he opened his eyes, it was to tell Minjae that it was enough, that he made his point.

But then he saw Yoongi. The other was watching him, mouth open with his eyes staring at him in pain. His hands were shaking as he watched.

Jimin pushed Minjae off of him, the other giving him a glare before realizing Jimin was looking at something behind him.

"Yoongi." Jimin had whispered, hating how weak he sounded. Yoongi stared at him, his Adam's apple bobbing as his eyes flickered between him and Minjae.

Then he turned and ran, and Jimin found himself calling after him. "Yoongi!" He had cried, his foot starting to move to chase after Yoongi, but Minjae stopped him.

"You remember what I said, right?" Minjae growled darkly. Jimin swallowed in fear, and could only stare longingly after the direction Yoongi ran as Minjae lead him away.

That night, Minjae had tried to take Jimin to bed, shoving him into the mattress. He was about to take his clothes off when Jimin made the excuse that he wasn't feeling well.

Minjae didn't believe him at first, but then Jimin threw up on him and ran from the room. He could hear Minjae cursing and smiled a little to himself.

He could endure kissing with Minjae, but in no way was he going to have sex.

No way.

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I'm so sorry this chapter is short!!! Jimin's pov will continue next chapter!

Also stream Dynamite!

Who absolutely rocked Dynamite?

Edit: I had to post this a day later because Wattpad was being an ass and not letting me post.