My Prince 《Completed 》

Chapter 14: The Exclusive

"Jae-Hwa?" I turned at the sound of my name.

Jungkook was breathing heavily almost as he ran over here.

He had his suit coat off, his sleeves were rolled up and his tie was loosened at the neck. His hair was a little bit messy.

For some reason, he looked really hot....... Wait what? Jungkook came up to me and grabbed my hand. I froze. 

"Are you okay?? What's wrong??" He asked checking all over me

"Nothing. I'm fine." 

"Thank goodness. When I got your message, I thought you were sick or something happened." 

"Oh! Jungkook, I'm sorry. I knew that was stupid for me to do. I didn't want to make you worry. I just wanted to see you." 

"See me? For what?" 

"I just wanted to see you." Jungkook stopped moving. He looked into my eyes with a kind of wonder.

"You just wanted to see me?" He looked happily surprised.I laughed and nodded my head. 

"You look busy. Go back to work, and I'll see you when you're free." I noticed he was still holding on to my hand. 

"Actually, do you mind if I stay a few minutes? They're having a budget meeting upstairs, and I HATE those things." Without waiting for an answer, Jungkook pulled me over to my bed and jumped on it, closing his eyes. and I giggled a little as I sat. "What's so funny?" 

"Just you," I said, smiling. "It's cute to see that your job bugs you. What's so bad about the meetings, anyway?"

"Oh, Jae-Hwa!" he said, facing me again. "They go round and round in circles. Father does a good job at calming the advisers, but it's so hard to push the committees in any given direction. Mom is always on Father to give more to the school systems, she thinks the more educated you are, the less likely you are to be a criminal, and I agree but Father is never forceful enough to get them to take away from other areas that could manage perfectly with lower funds. It's infuriating! And it's not like I'm in command, so my opinion is easily overlooked." Jungkook rested his head in his hands. He looked tired.I could finally see a little bit of Jungkook's world. 

"I'm sorry. On the plus side, you'll have more of a say in the future." I rubbed his hand, trying to encourage him.

"I know. I tell myself that. But it's so frustrating when we could change things now if they'd only listen." His voice was a little hard to hear when it was directed at the carpet.

"Well, don't be too discouraged. Your mom is on the right path, but education alone won't fix anything. Well, compared to the fancy tutors' someone like you has, the education system for 6 and 7 is terrible. I think getting better teachers or better facilities would do them a world of good. But then what about the 8 and 9? Isn't that rank responsible for most of the crimes? They don't get any education. I think if they felt they had something, anything at all, it might encourage them. Have you ever been hungry, Jungkook? Not just ready for dinner, but starving? If there was absolutely no food here, nothing for your mother or father, and you knew that if you just took something from people who had more in a day than you'd have in your whole life, you could eat what would you do? If they were counting on you, wouldn't you do anything to help them." I could tell he wanted to avoid this topic. 

"Jae-Hwa I-" I cut him off

"Jungkook, close your eyes." 

"What?" 

"Close your eyes." He frowned at me but obeyed. I waited until his eyes were shut and his face looked relaxed before I started.

"Somewhere in this palace, there is a woman who will be your wife." I saw his mouth begin to form a hopeful smile.