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"I'll take some champagne, thank you very much."

The waiter nodded, quickly running off to the back of the train. Jimin's smile faded once he saw Kara glaring at him with an irritated expression plastered on her face.

"What?"

"You know, you shouldn't be getting drunk right before we're supposed to meet the royal family." She gave him a judgmental frown.

"Kara's right." Namjoon said, lowering the newspaper from his face. "We have to be on our best behavior tonight. I'm especially talking to you." He averted his gaze to Jimin.

"What the hell did I do?" Jimin scoffed, as the waiter brought him back his drink. "Merci mademoiselle."

"I'm a dude."

"Oh shit, sorry bro."

"It's cool bro."

"Awesome bro."

"Here's your drink bro."

"Thanks bro."

"Merry Christmas bro."

"It's not Christmas bro."

"I know bro." The man laid his arm on Jimin's shoulder.

"HELL NAH BRO." Jimin screamed.

The waiter moved his arm away and rushed out of sight. Jimin looked up to see Kara and Namjoon giving him a blank look.

"Okay, so my French isn't perfect." He shrugged his shoulders. "It's not like that's gonna matter when I'm in London."

"You're mentally, physically, and emotionally, a mess." Namjoon admitted. "I know you're going to find a way to screw things up tonight."

"You guys are ridiculous." He lowered his brows. "I am a beautiful person, inside and out!" He chugged the wine down in one go.

"Listen, all I'm saying is this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I say we make this long train ride worth while." Namjoon grabbed a book from his book bag.

"Oh no, please don't make us read." Jimin scrunched his nose with disgust.

"I'm not making you read." Namjoon rolled his eyes at his over dramatic friend. "I'm making you both practice for tonight."

"You both?" Kara scoffed.

"If I can remember correctly, every single time that something embarrassing has happened to us out in public, it was because of the both of you!" He said.

"I have class." She crossed her legs, and Jimin looked her up and down.

"Damn, you got some nice legs baby."

Kara's eyes widened, and she did the only thing she could think of doing.

Everyone on the train turned around once they heard a loud slap. Jimin's lips parted as he took a second to analyze what happened. "You little trout sniffer—"

"What?!" Namjoon furrowed his brows.

"Y-You deserved it!" Kara yelled back.

"Hey guys, look how proper this girl is!" Jimin stood up from his seat, and shouted so that everyone could hear. "Why don't you show the Queen of England some of your so called class. Hello Ma'am, nice to meet you, BAM, BITCH SLAP!"

"Would you stop being so over dramatic." Kara crossed her arms as she sat back in her seat.

"Over dramatic? Who's said anything about being over dramatic? If anything, I'm under dramatic!!"

"Shit, he's drunk." Namjoon sighed.

"I'm not drunk bitch. I'm spontaneous." Jimin argued, before grabbing the book from Namjoon's hand. "How to not be a trick ass bitch." He read out loud, then looked directly at Kara.

"Step one." Jimin cleared his throat. "Thou shalt not bitch slapeth."

Kara glared at Namjoon as he chuckled.

"Step two."

"Thou shalt not rejecteth hot sir."

"Thou shalt shut the hell up before I shove a brick up your ass." Kara warned.

"Thou does not wanteth a brick up my rampallian."

Namjoon spit his drink all over the place, before breaking down with laughter. People began to look back again, concerned by the loud nonsense.

"Everything's alright, go back to reading your newspapers." Jimin calmly announced as he stood up in front of everyone.

"Are you gonna stop embarrassing yourself now?" Kara asked Jimin as he sat down.

"Are you gonna apologize anytime soon?" He raised his brow.

Kara bit the inside of her cheek as she looked at the floor, then back at him. "Im sorry.

"That's what I thought—wait, w-what?" He stuttered, surprised by her sudden apology. "No no, you're not supposed to be nice. I'm supposed to be mad at you right now." He shook both her shoulders.

"Well too bad." She scoffed. "I already said it."

"Take it back!"

"Why?" Kara lowered her brows.

"Because." Jimin quietly mumbled. "I wanted to have make up sex."

"On a train?"

"Trust me, that's not the first time I've gotten away with having sex in public." Jimin muttered as he looked away, knowing what Kara's expression would be. "You're pissed right?" He grinned. "You're either pissed or horny, and I'm fine with either one to be honest with you."

"Does mortified make the list?" Kara sarcastically mumbled.

"Listen you lil rat—"

"Oh, would you look at that." Namjoon pointed out the window. "We're in London!"

"Move, move!" Kara stumbled over Jimin as she pressed her face against the window. Jimin looked down with blank eyes as Kara's ass was practically inches away from his face.

"Oh, how I love London." Jimin licked his lips and slightly raised his hand, just when he locked eyes with an old woman.

She slowly shook her head with disapproval, making Jimin slowly pull his hand back down.

"Damn it."

Minutes later, the train came to a slow stop. Kara, Jimin, and Namjoon grabbed their things, along with the British man that brought them here in the first place.

"Follow after me." The man smiled, and to his left was yet another limousine waiting for them.

"I love being rich." Jimin slowly shook his head.

"I love dating guys who are rich." Kara's lips curved into a satisfied smile.

"Hey.." Jimin frowned.

"Okay gentleman—and gentlewomen..." The man corrected himself. "We're now headed to the one and only magnificent Buckingham Palace, where you'll get a chance to meet the Royal family, including the Queen herself."

Namjoon covered his hands over his mouth, with a gasp that made it seem like he just found out. The British man continued to talk about every single sight they saw, making the car ride seem a little bit longer than usual.

"—and that is when I lost my raincoat at the bus station!" The man chuckled, receiving a forced laugh from the rest.

"Oh my God, we're here!" Jimin quickly opened the car door, stumbling onto to ground in front of hundreds of guards.

"Bloody hell, I think I broke me bum!" Jimin groaned as he laid on the floor.

"Oh my God." Namjoon turned his face to the side, not wanting to be seen.

Kara grabbed Jimin's hand and lifted him off the ground. They were met with hundreds of eyes, watching their every move.

"Take their baggage inside." The man instructed the workers nearby, before turning to the Foreigners. "I can see the eagerness on your faces. Let's take a look inside, shall we?"

They followed behind him, making sure to stay in line with the guards behind and in front of them. The heavy doors were slowly opened, allowing them to enter.

"Welcome." His lips curved into a smile. "To the Buckingham Palace."

To be continued