"Princess?"
"Hoseok, it's been years. You're still calling me that?" She looked up from the stacks of paperwork on her desk. "I can't call you anything other than that, mi amiga." The latter grabbed the quill out of her hands and placed it in its respective place.
"Really, Hoseok? Coming in with Spanish?" She looked up to face his incredulous stare, "With what can I help you with?" "I request that you must take a well deserved break, you've been at this for months, even before your Coronation," the salt-and-peppered hair pulled her up to her feet.
"Hoseok, I literally can't," Yunhee blinked tiredly, taking the quill once more and sitting down, "I'll take a break when the workload decreases to about half." "You said that last month," he checked the amount of times off his fingers, "And the month before. And the month before that month. You keep putting it off, and then you're not taking care of yourself. You're pale, for fuck's sake! You look like a undead."
"I know, Hoseok," she sighed, placing her quill down to rub her eyes due to pulling all nighters, "I'm well aware, but I can't do anything about it if my paperwork keeps accumulating like this."
Hoseok heaved a sigh akin to frustration, things weren't going his way. She was going to run herself into the ground and drive herself mad until all of the paperwork has been filled out. "I need help," he pursed his lips and tried to formulate a plan.
"Yunhee-yah?"
Bingo.
"Yoongi?" She looked up, "You're still alive. And young too." "I'll take that as a compliment," the dark haired man walked into her office, then faced the demon, "Hoseok."
"Yoongi," he greeted back, "I need help. Can we talk outside?" "Sure...?" Yoongi gave a quirk of his eyebrow as he tilted his head. The two then exited the room and Hoseok pinched the bridge of his nose to get his bearings together.
"Yunhee is going to exhaust herself if she keeps this up," he confessed, "We need a way to get her to relax, as well as have someone full out the work for her."
"Doesn't she have officials to take care of those kinds of things?" The mage enquired. "Yeah but she doesn't want to 'burden them with responsibilities' or some shit like that," Hoseok air quoted while scowling, "The bitch wanted to do everything by herself."
"And look where that has gotten her," Yoongi peeked through a small rift between the door and its post to see her falling asleep on herself. "Right?" Hoseok said, exasperated, "I swear, the only way to get her away is by planning trips to the other kingdoms."
"No, no. You got a point," Yoongi tapped his chin in thought, "It'll have to be officially official, like a business trip of some sort. You know...to see how the kingdoms are going since she made them sign that peace treaty two years ago, connecting the five since Epiphany is no more."
"That could work, if we could get her on board," the demon agreed, "Knowing her, it'll take years." "I think I can convince her," the mage finalised his idea, "Or at least get someone she's close to."
The name popped into their heads as they shared the same brainwave.
"Namjoon."
...
"You want me to do what?"
Namjoon, now the Captain of the Royal Knights, furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing their plan. "Yoongi and I decided to ask you to request that Yunhee takes an official business trip to the four kingdoms," Hoseok explained, "She'll never listen to me whenever I ask to take a break, but maybe she'll listen to you."

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Friend From Hell ✓
FanfictionHoseok could only watch on in utter hopelessness, restrained by the Hunter as the demon advanced on her. "Keep your fucking claws off her, bastard!" He yelled, yet the other demon didn't heed. "Finally, you're all mine." "No!" ...