(JJK - 전정국 | PJM - 박지민)
❝A true king doesn't give a fuck about the scars he'll have to bear to bring his people safety,❞ Jimin scowls at the vile man in front of him, his eyes aflame with fury.
❝And a true king never asserts his power by torturing s...
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"What kind of rivalry is this?" Yureum simpers at Jungkook, lifting the box from the stand and sliding it onto the highest shelf. "What makes you feel so disturbed whenever you're around Taehyung?"
"That man's a heartthrob," Jungkook answers with a duh tone, almost questioning Yureum for why she's even asked that query. "Anyone would feel belittled in front of him."
"That's not true," Yureum grunts softly after setting the box in it's place as she stops to descend down the ladder and looks at her husband. "Only people who are unsure of themselves are going to be affected. Trust yourself, appreciate yourself and then you'll be alright."
"You're such a freaking lecturer! Every sentence doesn't need a motivational response," Jungkook rolls his eyes at the woman. But, he knew Yureum was right. This was just one of those moments where his masculinity couldn't let loose.
However, it is when Yureum abruptly tumbles onto him after having her foot slip on one of the steps, Jungkook is broken out of his trance of manliness. And since romance does not quite favour the couple this moment, both of them collide onto the floor.
"Holy shit!" Jungkook curses under his breath, eyes shutting tightly to help him absorb the pain.
"This is not how ladies fall on their men in plays!" Yureum complains, growling towards the end of her sentence. "Nor is this how I prefer to have my back broken, son of a-"
"I swear to god, Yureum!" Jungkook cuts her off rolling to his side and pushing himself up on his arm. "You should've spoken earlier about the back-breakingthat you want."
"What?" With a violent frown on her face, Yureum groans in reaction to Jungkook's statement.
"You said you wanted your back broken," Jungkook sits up, helping Yureum in the same.
"No, you concupiscent himbo!" Yureum scolds with a disgusted curl of her lips. She gets up and starts walking away. "I said that this was not how I wanted my back broken. We need to get you a personal pleaser, you've clearly been....deprived."
Gasping in offense, Jungkook says, "What kind of wife hires a personal pleaser for her husband?" He looks away and gets up, trailing behind Yureum even as they walk into the main hall. "And for your information, the ones who work for royals are called courtesans."
"Does the flowery word change the fact that they are literally of the same profession?" Yureum tilts a brow, a smirk on her face.
