Pride and Prejudice follows the turbulent relationship between Park Jimin, the omega son of a country gentleman, and Min Yoongi, a rich aristocratic alpha landowner. They must overcome the titular sins of pride and prejudice in order to fall in love...
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"My dear Jiminie, where can you have been walking to?" was a question which Jimin received from Taehyung as soon as he entered their room, and from all the others when they sat down to table.
He had only to say in reply, that they had wandered about, till he was beyond his own knowledge. He coloured as he spoke; but neither that, nor anything else, awakened a suspicion of the truth.
The evening passed quietly, unmarked by anything extraordinary. The acknowledged lovers talked and laughed, the unacknowledged were silent. Yoongi was not of a disposition in which happiness overflows in mirth; and Jimin, agitated and confused, rather KNEW that he was happy than FELT himself to be so; for, besides the immediate embarrassment, there were other evils before him. He anticipated what would be felt in the family when his situation became known; he was aware that no one liked Yoongi but Taehyung; and even feared that with the others it was a dislike which not all his fortune and consequence might do away.
At night he opened his heart to Taehyung. Though suspicion was very far from Taehyung's general habits, he was absolutely incredulous here.
"You are joking, Jiminie. This cannot be!--engaged to Min Yoongi! No, no, you shall not deceive me. I know it to be impossible."
"This is a wretched beginning indeed! My sole dependence was on you; and I am sure nobody else will believe me, if you do not. Yet, indeed, I am in earnest. I speak nothing but the truth. He still loves me, and we are engaged."
Taehyung looked at him doubtingly. "Oh, Jiminie! it cannot be. I know how much you dislike him."
"You know nothing of the matter. THAT is all to be forgot. Perhaps I did not always love him so well as I do now. But in such cases as these, a good memory is unpardonable. This is the last time I shall ever remember it myself."
Taehyung still looked all amazement. Jimin again, and more seriously assured him of its truth.
"Good Heaven! can it be really so! Yet now I must believe you," cried Taehyung. "My dear, dear Jiminie, I would--I do congratulate you--but are you certain? forgive the question --are you quite certain that you can be happy with him?"
"There can be no doubt of that. It is settled between us already, that we are to be the happiest couple in the world. But are you pleased, Taehyung? Shall you like to have such a brother?"
"Very, very much. Nothing could give either Jungkook or myself more delight. But we considered it, we talked of it as impossible. And do you really love him quite well enough? Oh, Jiminie! do anything rather than marry without affection. Are you quite sure that you feel what you ought to do?"
"Oh, yes! You will only think I feel MORE than I ought to do, when I tell you all."
"What do you mean?"
"Why, I must confess that I love him better than I do Jungkook. I am afraid you will be angry."
"My dearest brother, now BE serious. I want to talk very seriously. Let me know every thing that I am to know, without delay. Will you tell me how long you have loved him?"
