"Welcome all to the annual charity event!" King Namjoon announces as he stands by the front entrance of the luxurious hotel where the event was taking place.
Flashing lights and cameras were all present as royals and people of high social status all attended, making it seem as if it was some sort of red carpet event.
Jimin was present as well, wearing a form fitting tuxedo. Next to him was Hoseok, who was wearing a tuxedo as well and greeting all the guest who were curious to meet the royal doctor.
Each time a royal or someone of high social standing arrived, the guards will call out their names, altering everyone of their presence.
Every name they called out didn't interest Jimin, because there was only one name that he wanted to hear, and he felt butterflies in his stomach just thinking about it.
"Quite a lovely event, right Jimin?" Dawon asks as she stands next to him, smiling with a curt nod at all the guests who passed by. She stood out among the guests, wearing a long emerald green dress with crystal earrings and a diamond necklace, her long black hair tied up into a top bun to show off her bare back.
Jimin felt out of place standing next to a regal woman like her. In fact he felt out of place being at that event.
Everyone was regal, everyone was important. But not him, Jimin didn't feel like he was important.
"Yeah, it's really nice." He mumbles quietly as they announce another group of royals entering the hall.
Then suddenly it gets real quiet, and the people around him began to talk in hushed whispers and mumbles. Jimin looks around for the reason, until he locks on to two doe eyes walking into the room.
"King Jungkook and his mother, Queen Fae Wong of the Busan district." The announcer introduces Jungkook and his mother and the room erupts into applauds as the young king makes his way to the center of the room.
Jimin was in awe, his mouth parting just the slightest as he takes in how godly Jungkook looks.
The young kings hair was parted to the side, revealing his forehead and fresh looking face. His form fitting tuxedo hugged his body perfectly, showing off his muscular arms and thighs that clenched whenever he moves.
Jungkook exudes the aura of a king, and with the crown of Busan mounted on his head, his aura would leave a mark on everyone's memory of today.
"He's gorgeous!"
"He's Handsome!"
"What a fine young man. I definitely see a true king in him."
There were people praising Jungkook, as they should, but Jimin couldn't help but scowl at the other remarks coming from the young maidens and other women near him.
"Damn, I'd get on my knees for him."
"What a fucking daddy."
"I wonder if his cock is as thick a those thighs."
Even Dawon throws them a disapproving glare, not believing how desperate they all sound.
Jungkook looks around the room, smiling and greeting the other royals, his doe eyes scanning the room until they fall upon Jimin. For a moment, Jimin forgets how to breathe as he is locked under Jungkook's gaze, but it only lasts for moment, as the young king's attention is taken away by King Jin and King Namjoon coming to talk to him.
Jimin exhales, then flinches when he feels Hoseok wrap his arms around his waist, firmly pinning him close. "He looks marvelous, right?" He whispers, keeping his eyes on Jungkook.
Jimin gulps, his throat suddenly feeling dry as he nods in reply. "Yes, he looks great." He says, watching as Jungkook smiles at something Jin said, most likely a dad joke.
Hoseok chuckles slowly, drumming his fingers along Jimin's waist as he keeps his eyes on the young king. "Its too bad he's a king now. He's way out of our league."
Jimin frowns, feeling his heart crack a little. Jungkook is a King now and Jimin has to remind himself that no matter how much he wants to be friends with him, there is that wall of social status that divides them.
"But that doesn't mean we can't go up and say hi to him." Jimin gasps as Hoseok grips his wrist and pulls him towards the pit of royals, where Jungkook is the center of attention.
With each step, Jimin feels his heart lurch further and further into his stomach, practically melting with the heat that piles up in his stomach as he and Hoseok stop in front of the royals, with the doctor clearing his throat to gain their attention.
"Ah! King Jungkook, I would like for you to meet our royal doctor, Jung Hoseok." King Namjoon gestures to the doctor and both Hoseok and Jungkook lock eyes, both giving out fake smiles to each other.
King Namjoon and King Jin have no idea Jungkook and Hoseok were previously well acquainted.
"Its a pleasure to meet you." Hoseok gracefully bows, nudging Jimin on the side to do the same.
"Its an honor." Jimin nervously replies, feeling awkward he has to pretend he doesn't know Jungkook.
"You look familiar." Jungkook's mother says, looking directly at Jimin, making him feel uncomfortable under her cold gaze. "Weren't you the one who tried to kill King Taejin, The father of King Taehyung?"
"Mother." Jungkook grits through his teeth, silently scolding her with his eyes.
It's still no surprise that people remember that day. It was the worst day if Jimin's life for various reasons. But Jimin was a different person back then, a person filled with selfish and ambitious desires, both of which nearly had gotten him executed.
"Yes he is the one." King Jin speaks out, but not without tossing a hint of disgust in his tone. "Apparently he's changed." He scoffs. Jin was there too, along with Namjoon, and both are still disapproving of Jimin. They only tolerated him because of Hoseok.
"He has changed." Hoseok defends, holding Jimin close to comfort him. " Jimin is no longer a threat to anyone." He looks at Jimin with a fond expression, making Jimin's heart flutter and his face blush with a tint of pink.
"He is my boyfriend, and he's very special to me." Hoseok adds, casting a cold smile Jin and the queen. "I suggest you treat him with dignity. Offending him, offends me as well and I do believe Busan can't afford any more enemies as is."
"Would anyone like something to drink? We have the most expensive wine here, imported from Italy." King Namjoon offers, anything to break the awkward tension in the air.
"I would love a drink." The queen accepts, but not before tossing Jimin a glare, then one to Hoseok as well, then leaves with King Namjoon.
King Jin laughs out nervously, feeling flustered under Hoseok's intense staring. "Well, I'm glad you came King Jungkook. If you need anything, please ask any of the servants and they will happily oblige. Now if you'll excuse me." King Jin bows and scurries off after his husband, leaving the trio alone to finally talk.
"I'm sorry about my mother." Jungkook expresses his apologies with a small smile.
"It's fine." Jimin sighs, then looks to Hoseok with soft eyes. "Thank you for sticking up for me." He says, giving Hoseok a warm smile.
"Anything for you, Jiminie." Hoseok pinches Jimin on his cheeks, then looks over to Jungkook who was awkwardly staring at the two. "Well, well, well....so tell me Jungkook, how does it feel to be king?" Hoseok asks with a smug grin.
Jungkook's jaw tightens, eyes narrowing just a tinge. "It feels...weird." he admits. "I'm still trying to get used to it." With all the public attention on him constantly, and also the fact that he has to rule a whole district at such a young age, it really was a lot for him to take in.
"It must feel lonely ruling an entire district by yourself." Jimin comments, feeling somewhat sad for Jungkook.
Jungkook nods. "It is lonely." He gaze softening as he looks Jimin in the eyes.
Hoseok catches that and coughs out loud, breaking their gazes. "Why don't we all take go somewhere more private? I booked a king suite on the top floor where no one disturb us." He reaches into his pocket and takes out a gold key card, swiftly handing it over to Jungkook.
"Jungkook darling, come and meet the governor of Seoul." The queen calls out to her son and Jungkook waves his hand at her, letting her know he'll be there in a moment, before returning his attention to Hoseok and Jimin.
"It might take a while, as you can see, I'm busy at the moment." He looks down at the key card in his hand, then looks around before putting it in his pocket. "You two go up first. I'll be up soon."
"Very well my humble king, take your time." Hoseok slightly bows, still keeping one arm wrapped around Jimin's waist.
Jimin and Jungkook lock eyes once again, both slightly blushing, wondering if they can hear how hard each others hearts were thumping.
"King Jungkook, please come join us for drinks." King Jin urges as he waves the young king over to his group where the queen and a few others awaits.
"I'm sorry, I have to go." Jungkook smiles at the two, lingering his gaze a little longer on Jimin before leaving to meet up with the others.
"When did you book a room?" Jimin questions, raising a brow at Hoseok.
Hoseok smiles widely, his hold around Jimin tightens, pinning the smaller male against him firmly, letting everyone around them see the display of affection. "The same night I caught you talking to Jungkook." He whispers in a tone that was dark yet playful, typical of Hoseok when he's up to something.
Jimin feels his face heat up, his throat going dry as the goosebumps rise up his spine. "Hyung, I'm sorry about that-"
"Shush." Hoseok places a finger in Jimin's plump lips, keeping a firm smile on his face. "I thought about it last night and I know you miss Jungkook, and I will admit, I miss him too, which is why I decided we should all be together one last time before he goes back to Busan." He lowers his voice, casting a quick glance at the royals all hovering around Jungkook.
Jimin does the same, following Hoseok's gaze until he lands on Jungkook.
"I know you want to fuck him." Hoseok's chilling tone makes Jimin flinch and squeak on the spot. Jimin turns to face Hoseok, who was surprisingly smiling despite his tone.
Yup, the doctor was definitely up to something.
"And I want to fuck him too." That catches Jimin off guard. "So lets you and I head on up to the room first and get situated."
He guides Jimin out of the grand hall and towards the elevators, pressing the button to the top floors.
They reach the designates floor and walk down the hall to the king suite. Hoseok takes out his gold key card and slides it into the door, opening it and allowing Jimin to step inside first.
The room definitely was a king suite, decorated with high end furniture and lavish paintings adoring the cream colored walls. The window showed a perfect skyline view of the city, complete with a grand view of the river.
"Relax and make yourself comfortable Jimin, our guest of honor will be up soon." Hoseok gives Jimin a kiss on the cheek and a love tap on the ass before venturing off to the mini bar stationed in the corner of the room.
Already there was a glass of red wine and three glasses set up, all planned by the doctor himself.
Jimin makes his way to the window and stares down below at the cars and people moving about. He was nervous, as to be expected, but also he was excited, his heart practically twirling like a ballerina.
"Jimin baby, here." Hoseok comes from behind and offers him a glass of red wine.
Jimin takes it and looks at the drink first, then to Hoseok, needing to speak his mind before Jungkook arrives. "Hyung, I want you to know that I'm grateful for what you've done for me, and I wont let this affect our relationship." He says with such an endearing tone.
Of course you won't. "I know Jimin, and like I said numerous times, I'm going to take very good care of you." Hoseok takes a long sip of his wine, gesturing Jimin to do the same.
Jimin takes a sip, and finds the wine to be sweet, his favorite type. He ends up drinking the entire glass in one gulp, already his head was spinning, but he feels really good.
"Woah, this is really good, what type of wine is it?" Jimin asks as he stares at his glass, his vision slowly shifting as his whole body heats up.
"Nothing special, just a red wine I bought from home." Hoseok takes a sip of his wine again, feeling rather hot and tipsy himself. "Are you feeling it kick in?" He asks and Jimin nods, his body sways off side to side until he leans upon Hoseok for support.
"Hyung, I feel soo good." Jimin purrs lightly, his soft pink tongue grazes his bottom lip as he looks into the doctor's eyes with lust. "Fuck...I want Jungkook to hurry up." He whines, already he feels his stomach churn with molten heat as he legs twitch and his heat clenches, begging to wrap its walls around something thick and long.
"Jungkook will be here soon baby, come, let the doctor ease you up a bit." Hoseok drinks the rest of his wine, already feeling its effects get to him as well. He then picks up Jimin in his arms and carries him to the bedroom.
Jimin gasps, well, it comes out like a moan, as he lays eyes upon the rose pedals scattered upon the bed and the dim lit candles that gave the room a romantic vibe.
But what really caught Jimin's attention, was the fuzzy handcuffs and the large butt plug that laid on the center of the bed.
"Baby, who are those for?" Jimin asks as Hoseok sets him on his feet, but still holds him close.
"Isn't it obvious Jiminie?" Hoseok giggles darkly into Jimin's ear, then flicks his warm tongue around the shell of Jimin's ear, gliding it down his jaw and onto his neck before drawing it slowly back up to Jimin's ear again.
"That's for you."