Part 7
Part 7
Time passed. In the Sunlight, Taehyung stared at Jungkook, he could just make out the shape of his face, sculptor-perfect, across the room,glowing as if he was the moon in the infinite black sky, shining brightly.
Moon to my shady earth. Said his inner voice.
His lips were parted slightly, an arm thrown carelessly above his head while the other that rested on Taehyung's waist. He looked different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.
Taehyung stared at his features, his eyes, his nose, the mole and then his lips, he felt a strong whirlpool inside him as he remembered the last night they had spent.
The way Jungkook had kissed him, the way he held Taehyung's hips steady and strong between his thighs as they kissed, endless times on that piano stool. The way Jungkook had broken the sweet kiss only to inhale some air and then again joined the nectar filled lips.
They didn't wait for the sun to fall, nor for the maids to call for food, and nor for there own minds telling them to stop, they just kept feeling each other's warmth through the very uncertain way which felt very certain by then.
Taehyung still could feel Jungkook's lips lingering at the places he had pressed them, on his lips, on his cheeks, on his eyes, on his moles, he remember Jungkook booping his nose to his endearingly.
When Jungkook had kissed him first he had an urgent feeling knocking into his brain to stop the elder, to push him aside after doing it once but he knew he was by now too greedy to stop Jungkook, his body, his mind wanted Jungkook to keep Kissing him till there lips swell red. And so he didn't stop, he kept his questions aside and let it happen.
After they had kissed for like eternity Jungkook had scooped taehyung in his arms carefully, as if he wasn't scared of things that might break his paramour but his own warrior hands would.
He had layed the younger on bed and placed himself beside him, there hands dancing on each other's skin freely. Jungkook caressed taehyung's belly, while taehyung cupped his cheeks. Taehyung pressed his lips on warrior's cheek while Jungkook counted the galaxies in his eyes.
Taehyung told him how he never encountered such immense care before, he might had cried a little with the care and pleasure and Jungkook had hugged him on the soft bed ,bringing taehyung near to his chest.
Jungkook let himself melt on his secrets and told taehyung about the dirty scar he had on his cheek, now taehyung felt his condition better then Jungkook.
He showed taehyung his scars, and in return he let him pretend that he had none.
Taehyung now as he stared more at Jungkook, he felt all the questions lie back into his mind, why did he felt sad yesterday?? Perhaps jealousy, why must have he encountered that feeling?? Jungkook called him his Companion friend but did he considered Jungkook as his companion??? Why did he not stop Jungkook from being so intimate physically and mentally too???? Why was he still in elder's arms when he should have left the night when they had stopped kissing and decided to just cuddle and sleep???? He was a paramour, a mistress, why did he stayed? Why did Jungkook let him stay?????
He didn't had answers even after digging the bottom well of his heart, he got none.
Taehyung decided to rose from the bed towards his room and so he did, careful not letting the elder's sleep to break.
It was past mid afternoon, that the beautiful Paramour sat by the end of the garden under a tree with three courtroom ladies the maids they called them. Taehyung had made friends with them when Jungkook would leave for his work till evening, they liked taehyung and so did taehyung liked them back.
They would laugh together, share news of the kingdom with taehyung and sometimes just sit quietly enjoying the sunset by the lake. Days before they had taught Taehyung to knitt and crochet patterns, so after trying them everyday for hours, now Taehyung was knitting something that he hadn't yet disclosed to any of them.
Taehyung smiled as he twirled the loop pressing it in the knot above the first one, he repeated the patterns till he got the desired swatch.
"Taehyung shii, looks like the person holds a special place in your heart for you too smile like that and make such a beautiful piece of Woolen gloves" The lady eyed teasing ,while the other woman started giggling at Taehyung's reaction.
Taehyung smiled shyly, flaring his nose.
"Ahh nuna, I told you not to look at the piece till I complete it, now you know what I have been making for all these days. You are so cruel" He huffed putting down his loop, arms now folded near his chest.
"We are sorry, but what can we do when You work so beautifully? "
He laughed at the very cheeky statement.
One of the woman leaned forward to pinch his soft cotton cheek, and coo at the younger male.
"How are you so cut—"
Before she could complete there was a strained vocal hiss.
The woman gwaked in terror.
They stood at there places straight ,bowing there head down and hands on there stomach.
"Your majesty, if you had anything that you wished, you would have called any of us, I apologize that you have to be here in this part of palace" The elder woman said.
Jungkook stared at the woman and then at Taehyung who still sat on the floor his loops in his hands, leg twisted by the side and his big die eyes, looking at Jungkook .
"Why did you leave my bed when I was in my sleep? I wanted to see you when I woke up" He said with plain face, his gaze fix on the younger male.
Taehyung was taken into surprise at the choice of words Jungkook used.
Why did you leave my bed when I was in my sleep.
Paramour wasn't allowed to sleep with there sovereign in there bed, because the sovereign's bed is said to be the sign of love and intimacy between the Majesty and his Love, his wife, his queen and not a mistress.
Taehyung's neck snapped to the two ladies and he could see the shocks on there face clear and thrilling.
He of course wasn't embarrassed or anything but he was scared for the news to be gossip of the palace, he was scared that after him and Jungkook were gone to there room the two maids would run to there other companions and would gossip them too the way they did with taehyung.
He stood silently his loops still in his hands.
"You'r majesty, I'm sorry. But when I woke up you were in deep slumber so didn't wanted to disturb you" He voiced.
Jungkook nodded, pressing his hand further in front of taehyung.
"Let's go, I need to take you somewhere"
Taehyung took the warriors hand as he walked pass the women to stand beside Jungkook.
Jungkook felt the proximity and wrapped his one arm around his waist securely. And then they turned to leave.
They walked few step before Jungkook haulted and looked back.
"As much as I appreciate your kindness and your friendship with him, I do not appreciate you touching him like I saw you few minutes back. " He spoke trying to be calm, but his clenched jaw said otherwise.
"I seek no difference between the royals and commenrs, and so I do not allow anyone to touch what belongs to me, what have been soley mine be it you or the king himself. So do not be like that again in my presence and nor my absence. Hope you understand. "
The woman cried in fears as they kneeled in front of him apologizing for there deed.
Taehyung gulped as he heard Jungkook growling in his deep ocean voice. He felt the snake climb up his throat at the elders words.He wanted to oppose and stop his elder sister like friend from pleading but Jungkook's intensity made him stand in a place.
So possessive and so covetous he thought.
Jungkook nodded, as he turned scooping taehyung back in his arms and walking out of the halls.