The party ended and we strutted back into our mansion with the trophies in our hands and alcohol in our system. Yes and no. We were drunk yes, but we didn't drink in the palace.

We all crashed at a very secretive local bar and got to celebrate our victory in a proper way.

After all it was the king himself who said to enjoy yourselves after this. What's wrong in obeying our king?

"Wheee~~ Tae oppa! Humph!" Yoona threw herself on Tae and he dragged them both to his room. Namjoon, very much sober, cringed like no other.

"Wah...isn't that my little sis- wait. Are you guys seriously drunk?" Jimin unfortunately had to be awake. He was walking with no support, but he was taking too little steps. That bothered my drunk self a bit.

"Y/n? You too? It's not good for the baby!" he shrieked. He really gave off those mom vibes and I couldn't help but giggle shamelessly and right onto his face.

"Jungkook, go to your room and knock yourself out. Not with Y/n tonight. I'm scared about what you're going to do if you both are left alone"

"Nuuu! My Prince in shining armor! Save me from this witch ugh!"

"*hic* my princess! Nuu...*snores*"

"What an asshole prince..."

"Well, let the asshole sleep now will you Y/n? Come on. Careful"

So am I blessed to have such a caring brother or should I curse him for separating me from my love?

👑

The next day most of us woke up with a headache, the side effects to a tequila shot were too vivid.

"Koo..."

"I'm not Koo, get off. You weigh like a cow" a smack was sent to my sleepy brother's head.

"You're the cow. You weigh a lot more than me, you bitch"

"Hey! That wasn't nice. And certainly not nice to be hearing first thing in the morning!"

"Whatever. We have a few days off, so let meh sleeeeph!" a soft 'grr' makes me smile and I cuddle my sweet, cute, fluffy brother back to sleep.

Having woken up at 2pm now, I feel my stomach churn uncomfortably, my mouth feeling very distasteful.

"Oh shi-" I limply run to the bathroom and hunch over the seat, throwing up in the bowl.

"Y/n? Omg you're throwing up? I'm not going in there yuck! Wait in there, I'm gonna call the father!" I choke on my vomit at his words. (I'm so sorry it's so disgusting)

"Oh! Y/n! Shush, shush it's alright baby" he rubs my back soothingly until I finish and flush everything. He carefully makes me stand up to my feet and walk me to the basin to wash my mouth.

I wash my mouth with a freshener and fall back into his arms.

"I don't know why I-I threw up haha. Tequila or because I'm pregnant?"

"Can't say. Well it's a positive sign if it's because of our baby" we giggle and he carries me bridal style to our room.

"Jungkook, I can't sleep anymore"

"Why?" he asks with a chuckle.

"I slept too much already. I can't even try sleeping if I want to"

"Let's cuddle then" nice suggestion. Let's do it.

As if he read my mind, he climbs onto the bed beside me and wraps his arms protectively around me, kissing the crown of my head.

"I love you so much Koo"

"I love you too my Queen"

👑

Three more days have gone by all too quickly for us to get Jungkook ready at his coronation. Which is...tomorrow.

The King's health has been declining very quickly, but he's been strong. His will power is very strong, the will to see his son sit on the throne, wearing his crown, his robe. Saying the oaths to protect and cherish his kingdom.

That flutters my heart.

"Jungkook!~ Babe are you ready?"

No answer. I walk closer to the door and chuckle to myself.

He's practicing his oaths. Still.

"Honey..." I stifle a laugh when he flinches slightly, playing it off by clearing his throat and turning around to answer me.

"Yes?"

"Stop it, Kook. You're beating yourself up, way too much." I giggle when he pulls me close, making me sit on his lap.

"Hmm...easy to say for you. You just have to be there beside me, standing while I, my beloved, have to give a darn speech about the emperor's set of rules and norms then followed by oaths and-"

"Okay okay! Hush! You're very yourself at the moment Kook. But I'll tell you what."

"What?"

"If you're willing for everything to go perfectly, it's not going to happen. Ever. Because 'perfect' doesn't exist." I quote the word with my fingers in the air, partially rolling my eyes.

"You're right. Ah you're a wise Queen already my lady~" he sings and starts to tickle my sides, earning few happy laughs from me. I blink the tears away and so does he, and the door knocks are heard at the right time.

"Come in." Jungkook says in an authoritative voice, back to his majestic self.

"Your majesty,

It's time."