I SWORE NOT TO TELL ANYONE

(JUNGKOOK'S POV)

We sit down on a sofa, in front of the king. He keeps sipping on his cup, it doesn't smell like coffee, so it's probably tea. I look around the room, avoiding his gaze, I think he's staring also at Taehyung.

"It's nice to see you again." He says, placing the cup of tea to a side. "Well, do you remember what I told you yesterday? I wanted you to work for me while you stay in my lands."

"Yes, we do remember, sir." Namjoon says.

"You can call me Choo Chang." The king clears his throat. "I'll need you to split into groups for the tasks."

"What do we've to do? We're not used to this kind of life. . . sir." Jimin whispers at the end, as if he regrets talking in the first place."

"I'm aware of it, don't worry, child."

I roll my eyes, we aren't kids anymore.

"What do we need to do?" Seokjin asks, leaning forward.

He doesn't look as intimidated as the rest, maybe because his father's a king as well.

"We need to fix one of our important ships: I need three of you to work on that." He strokes his chin. "You'll be in the group." He says, pointing at Jimin.

"Me?" He raises his eyebrows.

I smile sadly. Everyone knows he hates being here.

"I can also be in the group." Hoseok says, caressing his back, comforting Jimin.

"I'm also in." Namjoon says. "We'll. . . be a good team."

"Jungkook-ah, let's be on the same team." Taehyung says, grabbing my hand.

I bit my lip trying, to hide my smile, the butterflies always come back to my stomach when he acts cute around me.

I can't help it.

I really can't.

I nod as an answer.

"Okay, so you two. . . You'll be in charge of the farm!"

"The farm?" I ask, frowning. I love animals, but—

"We've got a farm as well, is on the other side of the palace. The couple who used to do it is taking care of his newborn, so we needed someone urgently."

"Well, it sounds fun. Right, Kookie?"

"Yeah, the animals are adorable." I say.

Maybe it's not that bad, after all. No matter what happens, Taehyung always makes me laugh. I'm glad I can spend more time with him, without crossing the line.

Only if he looked at me the same way I looked at him. . .

No.

Jungkook, no.

"What about us?" Yoongi hyung asks.

The king stays a few minutes quiet, staring mostly at Seokjin. Hyung shifts a bit, and Namjoon puts a hand on his thigh.

"Can you please leave us alone, for a few minutes? They'll come back later." He says.

"Why?" Namjoon frowns.

"It's. . . privet." The king says.

Namjoon looks at Jin for a few seconds and his boyfriend nods, probably calming Namjoon. Yoongi rolls his eyes when Namjoon pats Seokjin's cheeks with his thumb.

"Break it down, we'll see you soon." He finally says, moving his hands in front of the couple's faces.

When we leave the room, a few men tell us we can go back home, but Namjoon refuse, he wants to stay, just in case his boyfriend needs him. We convince him to come back with us, Yoongi and Jin will be fine, or that's what I tell myself.

(HOSEOK'S POV)

"Yoongi, tell me!" I pout, crossing my arms.

"We swore not to tell anyone, I'm sorry Hobi." He says, laying next to me in bed.

"But it's not dangerous, is it?" I say, still in a sitting position.

He wets his lips. "Don't worry too much, we know what we're doing."

"And does the king?" I raise an eyebrow.

I found suspicious that Choo Chang didn't let us stay with them. They know our tasks, why can't we know theirs? It's not fair.

"Yes, he also knows it. Now come here, I want to cuddle."

I smile. "Since when do you like to cuddle?"

"Since it makes me fall sleep quick." He shrugs.

I rest my head in the pillow, enjoying Yoongi's relaxed face for a few seconds.

"Can I hold you?" He asks.

I nod, turning around. I would love to rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat, but it would be too much.

I've to remind myself over and over again that we're only friends.

(TAEHYUNG'S POV)

I put Jimin in my lap, not breaking the kiss. I bite his lower lip and he moans softly, opening his mouth a bit. Our tongues dance with each other, and even though I want to be present on the kiss, a stare keeps me distracted.

I pull away slowly, and I see Jungkook looking at us from the mattress on the floor.

"Is something wrong, Kookie?" I ask, looking carefully at the youngest face.

"No. . . Good night, hyungs." He puts himself under the covers and lays down, back facing us.

"Is everything okay?" Jimin whispers, kissing my pout.

"I think he felt left out. . ." I pout again and Jimin sighs.

"That's why I wanted our own room." Jimin smiles, sadly. "Maybe tomorrow can we do something together."

I frown. "Like what?"

"Tomorrow we start our tasks, we can talk about it tomorrow night. What do you think?" His eyes disappear when he smiles.

"It's perfect Jiminie." I smile. "You're the best boyfriend ever."

He giggles. "I love you, too, Taetae."

I cup his cheeks and pull him towards me once again. Before I can open my mouth, he starts kissing my jaw, making his way down my neck.

"Jiminie. . ." I whisper.

"You've to be quiet today." He whispers back, with a smirk on his face.

I feel his wet kisses on my skin and he sucks on my sensitive spot. I bite my lip to calm myself, I don't want to be too loud, it would be embarrassing if JungkooK hears us.

I don't want him to see me making out with Jimin, it's intimate. Yoongi hyung would disagree, I've seen him making out with a few boys, but I don't want to do it with people looking at us.

This is our moment and nobody else has to see it.