ENFOIRÉ | 𝐏𝐉𝐌

𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

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"Wow." A soft breath escaped Kara's lips. "This is a lot bigger than I expected."

"That's what she said—Ow!" Jimin held his stomach after Kara harshly elbowed him.

"You know Jimin?" Kara pulled him closer as they walked, and whispered into his ear. "I bet it's the complete opposite for you." She glanced down at his crotch and gave him an amused look.

"Kara, I will roundhouse kick you through that wall if you don't shut your mouth." He warned, but Kara just continued to giggle.

"Such vulgar language to use at the Buckingham Palace, isn't it?" She raised her brow.

"You don't have to worry about me Kara. I brought my translation book with me." He held the book up, making Kara roll her eyes.

"You don't need that." She tried to snatch it from his hands, but he quickly pulled away.

"You're just jealous because I'm gonna impress the Queen of England." Jimin crossed his arms.

"Oh really?" She rolled her eyes.

"This, my guests, is the Orangery." The man said with just the right amount of enthusiasm.

"Thanks bro, I'm so thirsty. Do you know how many stairs I just had to walk?" Jimin extended his hand, receiving blank stares.

"Jimin." Namjoon mumbled under his breath. "He said Orangery, not Orange Juice."

"Oh." Jimin whispered, before looking up at the confused faces. He peaked at his book, before clearing his throat. "I'm plastered Chav to be here!"

The man's jaw dropped, along with the other staff members. Jimin stood by Namjoon as he leaned closer. "I have a terrible feeling I said something I wasn't supposed to say."

"Give me that book!" He grabbed it from Jimin's tiny hands. "You just called yourself intoxicated white trash!" Namjoon managed to whisper and shout at the same time.

"Oh shit." Jimin ran his fingers through his dark hair. "How do I tell them I'm sober Korean treasure?"

"Just keep quiet." Namjoon pulled him by his arm. "I apologize. My friend here likes to crack up jokes at the wrong time." He muttered the last two words between his teeth.

"That's alright." The man laughed, surprising them both. "Come this way." He lead them to the doors, before turning around.

"You're about to meet Queen Elizabeth. Please be courteous and respectful at all times." He warned them. "Alright, you may enter."

None of them took a step forward.

"A-Are you alright?" The man looked at all three of them with concern.

"Yeah." Jimin casually nodded. "I think I'm gonna throw up."

"Take a deep breath." He came around to Namjoon and Kara. "Everything will go smoothly, maybe not for you." He glanced at Jimin.

Jimin smacked his lips. "Wow."

"Here goes nothing." Namjoon let out a deep breath before going inside.

"Why do I feel like I'm about to enter a battle field or something? Jimin nervously tugged at his hair.

Kara harshly lowered his hand, and grabbed both his shoulders. "You're not a screw up Jimin. You can do this. I know you can, because I managed to get you to like me."