The 7 Princes [BTS x Reader]

Chapter 3 - Noted

"You're cheating!"

Clang.

"I'm not cheating. You just suck."

Clang. Clang. Clang.

Accompanied by Jin and Taehyung, you stepped into the fencing room to find two guys in padded uniforms, swinging their blades at each other.

"You won't beat me at this."

"Why not? I beat you at everything else."

"Ha! I was the one who was awarded the gold medal for fencing at the last international competition."

"And I won it the year after that."

"That's not beating. That's copying. How many times do I have to tell you to quit copying me?"

Clang. Clang.

"It's not copying when you're better than the original."

Clang.

Everything came to a halt when one of them jabbed the other in the chest with his blade. The loser looked down at the point in his armor.

"Ha!" the winner yelled. "That's what you get for sassing me. You should respect your elders, Jungkook."

They both dropped their swords and took off their helmets. The loser of the game had a clear, dark eyes that were both beautiful and intimidating at the same time. His features were small but sharp. He reminded you of the high school bad boy in movies you used to watch, like he was ready to break any heart he came across.

The winner of the match had a heart-breaker face as well, but his was less bad boy and more class president. He looked like he could not only break your heart, but somehow convince you that it was your fault for falling in love with him in the first place. His features were bold – bold eyes, bold cheeks, bold lips. He ran his fingers through his thick hair, sweat dripping down the sides of his face.

It was so mesmerizing. His hair was so fluffy and shiny. What shampoo did he use?

He caught you staring at him and winked. Your heart raced.

"Is this my prize?" he asked.

"Easy, Jimin." Jin said. "This is our guest."

"I'm nothing if I'm not hospitable to a lady."

Jin raised an eyebrow. "And that's where half our problems lie."

The loser of the match approached the group.

"This," Jin said, "Is our youngest brother, Jungkook."

He gave a polite nod. At least, you think it was meant to be polite. It was hard to tell. His eyes swept you from top to bottom, but he showed no expression.

"I'm Jimin, their cousin," the other said, stepping in closer to you and grabbing your hand in his. He brought it to his lips. Was this a movie? "My castle is a couple hours by private jet to the north. I would be happy to show you –"

Jin smacked him away before he could finish. "You keep a ten foot radius at all times, got it?"

Jimin shrugged. "Fine by me. I can steal hearts from across the room."

Jin turned to you. "Don't trust him, got it?"

You nodded.

"And that one," he added, pointing to Jungkook, "is just as bad."

"What did I do!"

"Well, for starters, you put soy sauce in my soda the other day, you turd!"

Jungkook smirked.