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"Hold my Gucci slippers." He shoved the expensive shoes to Namjoon's chest, and made his way into the large crowd of people. The ball room was dark, and the only thing seen was the huge spotlight on Kara and the lucky servant who finally got his deserved recognition.

"Pardon me." Jimin tried to be polite to the group of boys and girls standing in front of him. "Goddamn, do you not understand British?" He shoved them aside.

Kara's eye's widened once she saw Jimin glaring at her. She gave him a look for help, but was dipped by the other boy. "Show off." Jimin scoffed, while he quickly grabbed Kara from his arms. "Sorry buddy, you're time's up."

The servant quickly rushed off the main floor, and left guests confused. Jimin pulled Kara close to him and whispered. "What the hell do we do now? They think we're engaged!"

"Oh come on, don't leave the planning to me." Kara whispered with slight irritation.

"I'm always the one who does shit around here, now open that brain of yours and think." She shook both of her shoulders, making the guests blankly stare.

Kara sighed as she tried coming up with an efficient, but quick plan. Her brows slightly raised as she pulled Jimin closer. "Let's fight."

"Huh?"

"Let's just break out into this huge fight, something like you getting mad I was dancing with that other guy. Then we can announce our split, and that's the end of it." Kara shrugged her shoulder, waiting to hear his better idea.

"I like it." He grinned. "I mean I've always wanted to be an actor, but my mom got hit by a bus and—"

"How could you be mad at me for an innocent dance!" Kara shouted loud enough for everyone to hear.

Jimin's pupils grew as he tilted his head. "The fuck?"

"Yell at me." Kara muttered through her teeth.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, RUNNING AROUND LEAVING SCARS, AND COLLECTING YOUR JAR OF HEARTS AND TEARING LOVE APART. YOU'RE GONNA CATCH A COLD YOU BITCH, FROM ALL THAT ICE INSIDE YOUR SOUL. SO DON'T COME BACK FOR ME, DON'T COME BACK AT ALL!"

Kara rolled her eyes at his over dramatic acting, and decided to play along as insanely as he was.

"WHAT ABOUT ALL THE GIRLS YOU MADE OUT WITH WHILE YOU TOLD ME I WAS THE ONLY ONE. ALL THE GIRLS YOU CALLED PRINCESS!"

The guests gasped as they looked over at the Princess.

"N-Not her." Kara nervously smiled.

"WELL FINE THEN!" Jimin shouted. "I GUESS THIS ENGAGEMENT ISN'T GOING TO WORK OUT AFTER ALL."

"ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH ME?" Kara screamed, taking Jimin aback.

"Damn girl, calm down." He whispered.

"IM DUMPING YOUR CHEATING ASS." Jimin contradicted his words as he began yelling again.

"FINE." Kara screamed.

"FINE." Jimin spat, before awkwardly glancing at Kara. "What now?" He muttered through his teeth.

"Storm out of the room all angry." Kara whispered.

"EM BLOODY PESSED." Jimin yelled out, before pushing through the doors.

Kara looked around the room of disturbed and lost faces. "Please forgive me, but I must go now." She bowed, before running after Jimin.

Everyone glanced at Namjoon.

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Kara ran outside the ball room, urgently looking for Jimin. She quickly rushed past the decorated sitting area, and stopped once she saw Jimin sitting on the stairs. He glanced over at Kara once he noticed her presence. There was a brief moment of silence, before they both broke down with laughter. Jimin gripped the stair rails for support as he nearly fell with a silent laughter, neither of them wanting to be heard. Kara covered her mouth with her hands, as her face was as red as a tomato.

"Let's go." Jimin whispered as quietly as possible, and rushed up stairs. It wasn't long before he tripped on a step, and smashed his shoulder into one of the fancy rails.

A squeak escaped Kara's lips as she tried her best to contain her laughter. She dropped onto a step and wheezed against the floor so no one would hear.

"Fuuuuuck." Jimin reached for his sore shoulder, only fueling Kara's urge to laugh. He managed to crawl up the last couple steps, and rolled onto the floor.

"Come on." Kara whispered as she tugged on his arm. "We're almost there!"

Jimin pushed himself off the floor, as he stumbled towards their room. He slammed the door behind him, laying flat against it while panting. "That was crazy."

"Tell me about it." Kara mumbled as she blew a strand of hair away from her face.

"Do you think they're gonna find out we lied?" He asked, biting down on his lip afterwards.

"No." Kara quickly shook her head. "Not unless they crack Namjoon."

"I mean he does kind of look like in egg." Jimin raised his brows as he began to picture it.

Kara reached for the back of her dress, trying to quickly find the zipper. "Gosh, this thing is like suffocating me." She struggled a bit, before finally pulling the zipper down. Kara let out a relieved breath as she stopped sucking in her stomach.

"Well damn." Jimin looked her up and down. "If you wanna get naked, we'll get naked." He quickly began removing his belt, and then his pants.

Kara wasn't so sure about the idea of having sex in the living area, given by the fact that there were so many portraits of the queen hung around the walls.

"How about we do this somewhere else?" Kara suggested, and Jimin looked up at her with an expression that read no.

"We don't have time for that bullshit. Alexa, play let's get it on by Marvin Gaye."