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Jimin presented his hands together and smiled at Jungkook. 

They had just reached Jeon castle, ready to face anything they're dealt with. 

"Cuff me Commander," Jimin purred at Jungkook, making the older chuckle heartily. 

"I'd rather not," he said and took hold of Jimin's hand, intertwining them together. 

"Oh you must," Jimin followed after as Jungkook guided them inside their home, which would now end up as Jimin's prison, but he couldn't care less, instead he beamed at everyone as they went, "and you may want to keep them too." 

Jungkook turned around abruptly, looking at Jimin with a cocked eyebrow. 

"I think I would want to try them after all this ends," Jimin whispered in a sultry voice, making Jungkook turn red in the face. 

The commander cleared his throat and stepped into the living room, "later." 

"Of course, that is where you were," Taemin stood in the middle of the living hall and under the chandelier, stance authoritative. 

Jungkook grit his teeth. 

The Prince didn't seem to falter at his husband's blatant disapproval, instead he folded his arms over his chest, glaring at the couple. 

Jimin, caught off-guard and embarrassed, tried to take his hand out of Jungkook's but the commander had other ideas as he tightened his grip. 

"Guards!" Jungkook yelled, making men run into the room frantically, "arrest this man," he pointed to Taemin, sending the room into a sea of confused looks, sans the hand-holding couple. 

"You can't arrest me! I am a Prince and your husband!" Taemin protested when the guards started cuffing him at Jungkook's glaring eyes command. 

"A Prince you surely are, but not my husband," Jungkook raised their intertwined hands, "he," his eyes raked over Jimin, "is my husband." 

"I never meant any of my vows with you and I only wanted to bring you here as leverage, so I can arrest you when the right opportunity arises, which is now, since your father was stupid enough to try to assassinate my father." 

"I know my father fooled you but I want to make it right, please," tears streamed down Taemin's eyes as he tried to get near Jungkook but the guards held him in place. 

"Too late," Jungkook said and nodded to the guards, who dragged away the prince who howled curses at them. 

"Don't," Jungkook cut Jimin off from what he knew he was going to say. 

"He doesn't deserve any kindness, not from me nor you," Jungkook cupped his cheek, "you served them enough," he leaned down and pecked Jimin's lips, who sighed into the kiss. 

"I have some things to do, you go eat something or take a nap," Jungkook gestured towards the staircase, "when I get back I would have to put you in the cells too," Jungkook's face looked pained. 

"It's okay, I had to face the consequences sooner or later anyway," Jimin smiled at him. 

Jungkook cupped Jimin's cheeks once again and kissed him deeply, re-exploring. 

"See you," Jungkook pulled away reluctantly but felt a tug at his sleeve as he turned away. Turning back, he felt arms wrap around his torso, making him groan in pain. 

"Wait," Jimin pulled back,"there was an attack! Were you injured?" he tried to unbutton Jungkook's shirt. 

"It's just a bullet wound, it'll heal," Jungkook muttered as he pulled Jimin's paws off him. 

"Just a bullet would?!" Jimin screamed incredulously. 

"You know I will be fine," Jungkook assured as he pulled Jimin into a hug and placed his chin atop his head, the latter hugged back but made sure not to squeeze him despite how much he wanted to. 

Jungkook pulled back moments later and kissed his husband's forehead. Jimin sighed when he saw Jungkook walk away after that. He too then walked away to take a calming shower and eat something. Despite his confidence, he wasn't really looking forward to being jailed. 

♦ Somewhere in Kookmin land: 

Jungkook stood tapping his foot against the dirt, the other propped up on his jeep. His heart beat so fast, it ached and made him feel breathless. Realising he may pass out if it continued, he made himself take in slow and steady breaths, calming down, even if it was just a fraction. 

To save him from his anxiety, another jeep pulled up in the horizon which held pink and violet lights, painting a mesmerizing sunset. Sadly, Jungkook couldn't concentrate on that wonderful sight at the moment. 

"Commander," the man he had asked to follow after him in a non-suspicious manner greeted as he got down. 

"Go as fast as you can, don't let anyone stop you," Jungkook handed him a folded letter secured with a red wax seal, a bag of money and badges, "you are the Commander of Kookmin land, act the part," he ordered and the man nodded curtly. 

"Taeyong," Jungkook called out when the man sat in his jeep. He simply looked up in attention. 

"Do not fuck this up, I'm counting on you." 

Taeyong grinned. 

"Rest assured Commander," with that, Taeyong skidded away, driving like the devil himself was on his heels. 

Jungkook took a deep breath and got in his jeep, headed to his next destination. 

♦  Kim Palace: 

Merie was sitting in her room, reading a book when a knock sounded at her door. She placed her book down and went to open the door, gasping at the man in front. 

"You aren't supposed to be here," she glared at the soldier of Kookmin land. 

"I know," he muttered and handed her a small note and walked away. 

Furrowing her brows, she stared as he disappeared out of sight. Immediately, she shut her door and turned around as she opened the note. Another gasp escaped past her lips and she all but ran to get her cloak. With the note and cloak secured, she ran out of the palace. 

Jungkook noticed her running at him just outside the compound of the palace in the thick forest, he sighed in relief. 

"What happened?" Merie breathed, inquiring the emergency note she received. 

"It's war time, hide Jihyun," his expression conveyed the urgency and she took the hint. Nodding she moved away to run, but turned around quickly. 

"Be careful Jungkook!" 

"I will, hide yourself well Som," Jungkook managed a little smile at his friend. She grinned at him. 

"No one caught me in hide and seek," she reminded him and Jungkook chuckled with a nod. 

Jungkook walked away as she did and once again heaved in another calming breath. 

'Almost done,' he assured himself. 

He drove back, the stars keeping him company. It was almost midnight now. He realised he needed to spend at least a little time with Jimin before everything breaks into chaos. 

♦ Jeon castle: 

For once, when Jungkook opened Yoongi's office door, he found the man inside, hands placed against the surface of the wood as he leaned over his desk. 

"What the fuck is this?" Yoongi couldn't keep the anger out of his voice. 

He came back to his office after meeting his boyfriend, only to find orders of fighting and catching said boyfriend and his parents. 

"Kim tried to kill the supreme leader, it's war now," Jungkook sighed. 

"But Taehyung-" 

"He isn't as innocent as you think," Jungkook cut him off, a little anger lacing his words. He didn't like the fact that Yoongi was so clueless about the man he loved. 

Well, in a way, they were in the same boat, except Jungkook found the truth sooner, all by himself. 

"What is that supposed to mean?" Yoongi growled, clearly offended at the accusation. 

"Ask him," Jungkook said calmly, he had to spare him the kind of betrayal he felt, "ask him why his father tried to kill our supreme leader and what he hid from you for so long." 

"You better be right," Yoongi muttered and shoved past Jungkook, making the commander roll his eyes. 

'Blinded by love,' he thought. 'You were too, dumbass,' he realised immediately after, actually chuckling to himself. 

♦ Jimin's bedroom: 

Jungkook found Jimin sitting at the window, hands wrapped around his folded legs, making him look like the smallest burrito which he wanted to protect at all costs. Which he intends to with his last breath. 

"Jimin," he called out since his husband seemed too lost in his thoughts to realise his entry in the room. 

"Jungkook," Jimin's eyes widened before he leapt off the little chair placed at the window and ran into Jungkook, hugging him tightly at first, then loosening his grip when he realised Jungkook was shot. 

"Did you eat dinner?" Jungkook inquired as he pulled Jimin's head back and placed a soft kiss against his lips. 

"No, I was waiting for you," Jimin replied shyly. 

"Okay," Jungkook chuckled, "let's go eat then," he took them downstairs to finally eat something. He was beyond starved. 

♦ Kim Palace: 

Taehyung startled awake at the sound of something breaking. 

'Glass?' he thought as he got up and turned on the bedside lamp. He looked around and realised the room was brighter than usual. 

He got off the bed and turned the light on in the room, gasping as he realised someone broke his window. 

'What the fuck?!' he moved towards the glass carefully, eyeing the huge rock that lay amongst the colour-stained glass pieces. He carefully picked it up and untied the little string off it to separate the paper that was wrapped around the stone. 

His heart pounded in his chest as he read the message. 

                   Meet me. Now. 

                                                  — YG. 

Taehyung discerned the feeling behind the short message, or rather a command. He draped himself in a cloak and ran out of his room, barely breathing. His frantically beating heart and anxiety wasn't good for his health. 

Yoongi peered through the tree line as Taehyung's figure flitted across the yard and he jumped over the compound, ready to head to the tree line near him. 

The second in command reached inside his overcoat and pulled out the rolled orders. 

"Explain yourself," he handed them to his boyfriend, voice thick with anger. 

Taehyung frowned, fear settling in his gut. He took the paper and read it over, immediately shaking upon realisation. 

"Who you think is Taemin is not Taemin, he is Jimin, my personal servant," at his words, Yoongi's hands clenched into fists, anger directed at Jimin too now,"and Jaeyun is the real Prince Taemin whom Jungkook was supposed to marry, he is my real brother," Taehyung explained everything in fear. 

"So you knew all along," Yoongi stared him down, expression set in stone. 

"Yes, I-" Taehyung took in a shaky breath, tears falling freely now, "I helped Jimin in his role as a mole in transferring the information to the King," he looked up at his boyfriend's ice-cold eyes, "you got injured because of me many times, that is why I always tried to stop you," he ended in a full sob, unable to compose himself anymore. 

Yoongi's hand reached out and he held Taehyung's arm in a vice grip. With his other hand, he grabbed hold of his silky locks in a fist to force his head up and peered into his teary eyes. 

"Did you ever love me?" his words cut through the entirety of Taehyung's heart, leaving him even more despaired. 

"I truly love you," Taehyung choked out in between sobs, "it wasn't a ruse to get close to you," he fisted his hands onto the front of Yoongi's uniform, holding on for dear life. 

Yoongi laughed and shook his head, removing Taehyung's hands off him. 

"I trusted you Taehyung, if that is even your name" Yoongi spat the words with venom. 

"It is, please," Taehyung cried out, disliking the way he said his name with such hatred. Rarely Yoongi called him by his name, this was the last knife in his chest. 

Yoongi ignored his words and started dragging him away by the arm. 

"Yoongi, wait please," Taehyung tried to free himself, but the second in command officer was much stronger and determined. 

"If you truly love me, shut the fuck up and obey," Yoongi said the words without looking back at him, which sent Taehyung into a state of paralysis, leaving the words to die on his lips that he intended to speak. 

♦ Meanwhile at Jeon castle: 

Jimin and Jungkook exited the dining hall, having ate and Jimin even made sure Taemin was given food, to which Jungkook, albeit with annoyance explained he isn't intending to starve anyone. Even Jimin when he is put in with him. 

"So?" Jimin turned to a halt in front of Jungkook, who raised a brow in question, "time to go to my cell." 

Jungkook looked towards the hallway that led to the basement that held the cells and sighed. This didn't feel good. 

"Fuck that," he muttered before stepping ahead and scooped Jimin up bridal style, "I will keep you out of it as long as I can," he started climbing the stairs, "which is the next few hours and I intend to spend them with you," Jimin giggled and held onto Jungkook tight, thanking the universe for his husband. 

Despite everything, Jungkook really did love him, even if he didn't deserve it. 

As they ascended to the top, they missed the sight of Yoongi dragging Taehyung in and to the lower basement cells. 

At this point, Taehyung just did as told, but once his eyes landed on his younger brother sitting in one of the cells on a bed, his eyes widened and he found his voice. 

"Taemin!" the younger boy's face mirrored his expression and he ran at the bars, holding them. 

"Taehyungie!" he cried out, making Taehyung cry once more tonight. He was so done with this night. 

"Put me with him, please," Taehyung pulled against Yoongi's grip, who was taking him away from his brother's cell. 

"No!" Yoongi growled when Taehyung tried to dig his heels down to ground himself. "You listen to me well or things will go wrong very quickly," they were more a warning than words, which made Taehyung sob in defeat. 

He was dragged into the farthest cell from Taemin and made to sit on the bed. Taehyung didn't dare look up at Yoongi, instead he stared at his shoes, crying silently. 

"Don't let them execute my family, please," he pleaded, tears falling near Yoongi's shoes. 

"That is all you care about?" 

Taehyung looked up, realising this night wasn't done with him. 

"If I did, I wouldn't be here, I'd go warn my family instead," Taehyung whispered, unable to believe the man standing in front of him was his Yoongi. 

"Well, then you better pray I come back alive," Yoongi muttered before leaving him, locking the cell door on the way out. 

Taehyung managed to take in a few breaths to avoid falling to the floor. Outside, Yoongi spoke to one of the soldiers and left promptly. 

♦ Upstairs, Jungkook's bedroom: 

Jungkook planted Jimin in his bed and locked their lips immediately like magnets, settling himself between his husband's thick thighs. Jimin although had different ideas and pulled back. 

"I have a question," he sat up, making Jungkook move back and peer at him with eyes that sparkled catching the light from the night lamp, "ask," he replied. 

"Did you sleep with Taemin?" 

Jungkook chuckled at his blatant jealousy. 

"Sleep next to him? Yes. Fuck him? No, wouldn't even dream of it," Jungkook leaned ahead and kissed him. 

"On that note," Jimin pushed him away, making him frown but he was flipped over and Jimin dived sideways towards the bedside table. Pulling a drawer open, he pulled the desired object out and grinned as he straddled Jungkook. 

The commander chuckled as he realised Jimin's intentions. 

"You are under my custody tonight Commander," Jimin purred as he grabbed Jungkook's both wrists and cuffed them against the intricate metal headboard of the bed. 

"Oh, is that so?" Jimin nodded and kissed him, "if I didn't know any better, I'd think you want to lock me here and run away," Jungkook regretted his words as soon as they left against the latter's plump lips. 

Jimin moved back, lips pulled in a straight line. His hand reached under him and he caught hold of Jungkook's balls.

"Do not, say that again," he squeezed aforementioned balls to emphasize his words. 

Jungkook's eyes bulged with a bit of fear mixed with arousal and he nodded frantically. 

"Forgive me," he whispered and Jimin leaned ahead to capture his lips. 

"It's okay," he kissed deeply, "just don't doubt me again, please," his voice held fear and Jungkook felt bad for even thinking of such a ridiculous notion. 

'Fuck rationality,' he thought. 

Jimin started unbuttoning Jungkook's uniform and greeted his exposed skin with kisses as he went along, making sure to kiss every scar in his sight, even the newest one over the horizontal bandage that wrapped around his torso. The receipt simply closed his eyes and tried not to pull at his restraints to gain dominance. 

Reaching Jungkook's belt, Jimin looked up for Jungkook's eyes, which opened when he felt the prolonged pause. He nodded in consent when he discerned Jimin's silent question. Nodding himself, Jimin's paws took off the belt and unbuttoned them before sliding off Jungkook's pants along with his underwear, freeing his now rock hard cock. 

Jimin looked up once again and delighted at the sight of Jungkook's blown pupils and dazed expression. He slid the pants and underwear completey off Jungkook's legs and also removed his shoes and socks. Only then, he realised his own dressed state. Quickly, he fixed that by undressing in a hurry and crawled back over his husband's glorious thighs. Sitting on the muscled wonders, Jimin took the leaking cock into his fist and rubbed leisurely, eyes going back and forth between his hand and Jungkook's face. 

"Have I told you you're so gorgeous that I consider you a walking sin?" Jimin's eyes raked over his husband's body, relishing in the fact that he can, without a doubt, stake his claim. Despite the bandage and various scars, Jungkook was a vision from heaven itself.

Jungkook tipped his head back and growled instead of answering since his brain had turned into mush, unable to provide such a memory being stored away in his brain. 

Jimin's paw stroked Jungkook near orgasm but stopped at the very last moment, making his husband cry out in need. Although his yearning didn't last long when he felt Jimin guide his throbbing cock into the tight hole that he oh so desperately craved. 

Jimin placed his palms on Jungkook's chest and moved slowly, knowing full well that he didn't prep himself. He shuddered when he moved with the help of Jungkook's precum, content in knowing he was fulfilling his fantasy of fucking himself loose on Jungkook's herculean cock. 

"Oh Jimin," Jungkook moaned, gaining Jimin's attention. 

Jimin grinned down at him but Jungkook's eyes were shut tight, breathing laboured. He realised Jungkook was trying his best to hold back and not just ram into him at full force. Taking encouragement, Jimin dared to move a bit faster and groaned at the stretch. Continuing with the technique, he managed to engulf most of Jungkook's cock, positively choking the life out of Jungkook. 

Now being the perfect time, Jimin silently took the key laying next to Jungkook's head and freed him, all the while riding him slowly. Jungkook's eyes immediately flew open when the air of freedom licked his wrist. He growled and flipped them, making Jimin giggle as he wrapped his legs around Jungkook's waist. The commander moved back and took off his unbuttoned shirt. He then moved ahead and raked one of Jimin's leg over his shoulder, making Jimin cock an eyebrow at him. 

"I intend to return that favour in tenfold," Jungkook purred before snapping his hips, leaving Jimin to choke out a moan as his body arched and touched against Jungkook's entirely. 

Jungkook continued with his skilled hips hours into the night, sighing deeply after the third time he made both of them cum. He didn't think he could sleep tonight, but thank Jimin for getting him so spent that he could barely keep himself up or keep his eyes open for long. 

"Come here," he heard Jimin speak before being pulled over Jimin's chest, where he rested his head against the wildly beating heart and wrapped his hand around Jimin's lower abdomen, making sure to place minimum weight over his tiny husband. 

"Sleep," Jimin kissed over Jungkook's head, swiping away the wet hair that stuck to his forehead to verify if he closed his eyes, which, fortunately he did. 

Jungkook then dozed off, aware that he had to fight a war within a few hours, but his top priority remained to protect the heart that beat against his ear. 

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AN: 

Who's ready for war?