Lie (PJM x reader)

Chapter Four

"So what about you...." Y/n started, trailing off when she realized she didn't know the man's name.

"Namjoon." He threw over his shoulder.

"Okay Namjoon. What do you do in the palace? Because I'm pretty sure you're not the chef." She giggled, her statement resulting a chuckle from the tall man.

"What gave me away?" He played along. "I'm not actually, I wouldn't have my head right now if I was. I'm the crowned prince's royal advisor."

Y/n nodded her head slowly as he set a plate before her. It was the leftovers of what she ate in the evening. "Thank you."

They both ate in comfortable silence. She was happy that she came out of that room. She finally ate food and met someone new. He seemed nice to her.

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Jimin couldn't sleep. He had tossed and turned since Taehyung had left his room, but he just couldn't.

He had tried everything. He had sent for a glass of milk but it didn't work. He had asked his royal piper to play a song for him until he eventually falls asleep, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He even sent for one of his concubines but she was even more useless than the rest of them. He ended up kicking her out of his room in less than 5 minutes.

He growled in frustration as he sat up on his bed. He ran his fingers through his hair and got up from the soft bed. Tying his robe around his silk clad body, he decided to walk around the palace.

Maybe he will fall asleep.

As he walked around his extremely large palace with his hands behind his back, the guards who were on night patrol bowed to him acknowledging his presence. They were used to seeing the Prince stroll around at night. It was nothing unusual.

Jimin moved wherever his feet took him and surprisingly, he ended up standing in front of y/n's room. He stared at the door intently as he remembered what happened at dinner. He shouldn't have yelled at her like that. He even stopped her from having dinner. She didn't eat properly.

He didn't know why but he suddenly felt... bad. A feeling of dread washed over him. His fingers grasped the door handle as he carefully opened the door, making sure not to wake her up.

He closed the door behind him as he moved into the bedroom. His teddy bear eyes scanning the whole room rapidly. But when he looked at the bed, he was shocked to see no one laying there. His shock soon faded away when he saw the pillow fort on the floor and a pair of legs sticking out.

He smiled to himself. Jimin climbed into the fort and sat down next to the figure. It was covered by a blanket and her back facing him, only her brown hair sticking out. His fingers soon found it's way to her hair as they ran through it. His eyebrows furrowed because he was surprised that her hair was shorter than he remembered.

Suddenly, the figure moved. It moved to the side revealing the face.

That's not y/n.

He thought to himself as his brown eyes widened in anger. It was Taehyung. What was he doing in y/n's room?! Jimin frowned deeply as Taehyung held Jimin's body closer to himself.

"Why are you so soft?" Taehyung muttered under his breath with a sleepy smile.

Jimin quickly pushed Taehyung off himself and grabbed the nearest pillow, using it to hit the sleeping boy.