The Prince's Selected

Chapter Four

"HYUNJOO! HYUNJOO! HYUNJOO!" One fan frantically screamed as Yoongi walked towards the car they were going to ride over to the palace. He tried not to cringe at the millions of people shouting different names over and over again. "I HOPE YOU WIN HYUNJOO! I BELIEVE IN YOU! FIND HAPPINESS; FIND LOVE!"

"You seem pretty popular," Hyuna, another contestant Yoongi met earlier, commented as they entered the car.

Yoongi shrugged and brushed off her comment, "It's just one loud person."

"But they seem to really believe in you," Hyuna countered. "You know as they say, it's not about the numbers but about the passion."

Although Yoongi knew she was only trying to make him feel good, he couldn't help but to dread what she said. He didn't want to stay too long in the capital. All he wanted was go get some money to help his family and then leave as soon as possible. He shook his head with a sigh that caused Hyuna to pat his shoulder sympathetically and kindly.

"You're really pretty, I'm not surprised you have such avid fans already," she continued.

Yoongi, turning to look at Hyuna properly for the first time, gave her a small smile and quickly- and subtly might I add- swept his eyes from her toes to her head before saying, "Thank you. You're stunning yourself."

Hyuna grinned and rubbed her hands together nervously, "Thanks. Oh boy, I'm getting a bit anxious here. Do you think the prince will think I'm pretty?"

"Of course he will," another girl spoke up, Ailee. "You're too nice and pretty for him to ignore you."

Hyuna creased her brows together, "You think so?"

"We know so," Seulgi, another contestant, spoke up.

"Everyone in this car is gorgeous, okay? Let's stop worrying and instead prepare our stomachs for the grand food we're about to eat. I wonder what royal food tastes like," Dahyun, the youngest of the bunch, stated.

The girls- and boy- in the car laugh at her. She had quite a personality.

The car ride over to the capital palace was filled with silence as some girls stared out the windows and others simply sat peacefully. The only boy dressed as a girl, however, spent his time usefully as he took advantage of the tranquility spreading through the car and napped. He couldn't have been happier.

But that happiness was short-lived as the next thing he knew, Hyuna was shaking him awake.

"Hyunjoo, we're here," she smiled kindly as Yoongi rubbed his eyes. Hyuna instantly grabbed his hands to stop him and giggled, "Don't do that, silly. You'll take off your makeup. Don't want that, do we?"

Yoongi blinked, finally remembering what was going on. Inhaling in disappointment, he nodded and started to unbuckle himself. He needed to get used to this life style. Even though he wanted to leave as soon as possible, he also had to try to last in the competition at least a little bit to get more money. His family really did need it.

Yoongi didn't really pay attention to much of what happened next. All he knew was that a tour was given of the places they were allowed to go, and then they were shoved into some type of dressing room. Each girl- and the one boy who was in disguise- was lead to their own separate chair and seated. They got glammed up as seen fit. Lucky for Yoongi, his own personal makeup artist was the exact opposite of Yoongi. He was bubbly and giggling all over the place while displaying his rectangular smile.

"What type of nails should we do on you?" He asked Yoongi. "Zebra? Cheetah? Or maybe spotted?"

Yoongi gulped and shook his head, "A plain polish would suffice."

His makeup artist pouted, "You're no fun, Hyunjoo-noona. By the way, my name's Taehyung."

"Nice to know," Yoongi nodded.

The boy beamed as he began to pick a clear polish per request of Yoongi. Yoongi would like to remain as masculine as possible while looking like his dead twin sister, thank you very much.

"So, Hyunjoo, what's your story?" Taehyung started to paint Yoongi's nails.

"My story?" Yoongi questioned.

Taehyung nodded eagerly, "Yeah, you know, your reason for applying for the selection. Why do you want to marry Prince Hoseok?"

Shit. Yoongi never thought of this. Well, he was just going to have to wing it. Or was he....

"To start things off, Prince Hoseok is just so talented," Yoongi said, with as much sincerity he could manage, which wasn't very much if we're being honest here. But hey, he tried. "He's very responsible and is always able to deliver his section of the report so smoothly. I've been watching him grow up before my eyes. He's grown to be such a magnificent young man, that I couldn't help but to fall in love with the young prince. He's just so... special." Yoongi felt like puking. "It also helps that he's so handsome."

He did it. He just fucking did it. He stole the words that his own brother had recited so many times over and over again when Yoongi would bad-mouth the Prince.

"Awww, that's so cute!" Taehyung squealed. He reached out and pinched one of Yoongi's cheeks. (This nearly had Yoongi punching the poor boy in the face.) "I hope you can get close to the Prince. He is indeed really patient and kind. I'm sure he'll love to hear about how you've been admiring him from afar for so long. Oh, how romantic! Why can't I have a romance story like that?"

Yoongi wanted to scowl but refrained himself from doing so. Why couldn't Jimin be the one forced into the selection instead of him? Things could have worked out so much more smoothly for him than they ever were going to for Yoongi.

"Anyways, how should we do your hair?" Taehyung returned to his job.

Yoongi nearly froze in panic at this. The wig.

"It's fine as it is," Yoongi hastily said and then sat up straight in his chair. "Maybe I should get moving along."

"Hold on," Taehyung laid a hand on Yoongi's shoulder and kept him in his seat. Yoongi swallowed the lump growing in his throat. His invisible Adams apple was bobbing. Taehyung grinned joyfully and then said, "I still have to help you get dressed for your photoshoot. What type of dress do you like?"

Oh.

He had to change. And Taehyung was going to help him. Taehyung was going to see him naked. Yoongi has a dick.

OH SHIT-