"Welcome... to my humble home!" Taehyung shouted. Yeah, it was a humble house alright. A chandelier literally dangling on a 50 foot high ceiling.
How nice.
"Oh, this is just my room, by the way." Taehyung collapsed into the sofa as he waved his hand casually. "The palace is a few buildings ahead."
"So- uh, what exactly are you? A king? Prince?" I asked, not really looking at him. I mean, if you were at such an amazing and luxurious place, you wouldn't be staring at some guy who you met 1 hour ago.
Oh shit.
What the hell am I doing at a random guy's house? Why am I so naive?
"I'm the Crown Prince." He stated lazily. I gagged on oxygen.
"COUGH wha- COUGH what?!" I'm talking to a PRINCE. Well, I kind of expected it. He could've been some mafia leaders or some celebrity, I don't know.
I blanked out.
Then I snapped back to my senses. HE IS A SOON-TO-BE KING! I NEED TO BOW DOWN!
I got down on my knees and stayed there for 5 minutes. Damn, I've never met royalty before, what am I supposed to say?
"I've committed a mortal sin, Your Highness!" I screamed. I heard it in some Korean drama. Sounds about right.
"Mortal sin? What did you do that I must kill you for?" He inquired.
kill?
"AGhGG don't kill me, sir! I have many more years to live!" I shot up from my position.
He chuckled.
"Fine. I won't kill you! But you will have to obey whatever I say,"
"Well obviously, you're the prince, idio-" FISH! FREAK! FORK! ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSION!
"Idiot, huh?" Taehyung stood up. He took slow steps towards me.
"You're gonna get a heavier punishment."