My King ✔️

Eleven

I finally peeled myself out of Jin's bed the morning after and made my way to my bedroom. I took a long hot shower and did my typical morning routine before putting my bathing suit on. Jin and I had talked about spending the day at the pool, and having the cooks make us a brunch for everyone.

I sent a mass text to everyone, besides Jungkook, since he was on duty. I slipped on a suit cover and flipflops before I made my way over to the security room. I knocked on the door, to which one of Jin's security members answered, and as soon as he saw me, he bowed deeply.

"Can I please speak to Jungkook." I said, making him whip his head to look at me.

"Would you like me to leave the room ma'am?" The one in front of me asked.

"No, Jungkook can so you can continue your job. Thank you so much."

He bowed again and Jungkook stood, walking over to me before the door was shut.

I looked up at him, and I could read his expression perfectly. In honesty I always could.

He felt guilty.

"You wanted to speak to me." He said, way too formal for my liking.

I sighed deeply before stepping forward and wrapping my arms around him. He hugged me back right away, and the feeling of security washed over me as he tightened his strong arms over me.

"I'm sorry." He whispered after a few minutes.

"It's okay." I replied, both of us pulling back from the hug. "I really am sorry for scaring you. But you know you can't speak to the King that way, don't you?"

"Yeah, after I left I realized I fucked up." He said running his hand over his face.

"You did. And honestly I think apologizing to him may be in your best interest."

He sighed and groaned. "I will..."

"He's a really nice guy."

"He seems like it." He sighed, pausing slightly. Slowly, his eyes maneuvered over me, and a smirk played on his lips. "How nice is he exactly?"

I raised an eye brow stepping away from him as he continued to smirk at me. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you spent the last two nights with him and didn't leave his room yesterday. So how nice is he?"

He wiggled his eye brows making me laugh. "Jeon Jungkook!" I scolded.

"What?" He laughed. "I walked in on you, remember. I'm not stupid, he was on top of you."

"He's...very nice." I said making him snicker.

"Good. I'm glad he can at least please you that way."

I rolled my eyes. "I happen to like him." I said putting my hands on my hips. "He isn't like the other royals that we have met, he's...I don't know...he's different."

"You...like him like him?"

"What are we, twelve? Yes I meant romantically."

"Hmmm, I have to say that I was not expecting that."

"Neither was I."

"He's different?" He asked, genuine curiosity glowing in his eyes.

I nodded. "He seems more real. Like he's not living in a fantasy."

"It's okay to have a fantasy." He grinned.

"I know." I smiled. "But I want something real."

"Good." He said, hugging me one more time. "I hope it is real, and I'll apologize to Jin next time I see him. I have to get back though, so enjoy your day by the pool."