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After what happened in the commander's room Jungkook was so confused about his feelings,
He already had a boyfriend a perfect one so why did he flirt with Taehyung?
He knew that the other was attractive enough but it wasn't like him to lose his cool over someone nor be the one who makes the first move, he just found him so tempting in that moment that he couldn't help himself.
When he got to his bedroom it was already dinner time and so he had to go to the dinner room with his parents, who asked him yet again about whether he was already interested in a girl or he needed them to introduce him to the neighboring countries princesses.
What worried him was the fact that they still were not aware of his preference. How would they have reacted then?
But Jungkook being his bold and self-centered individual didn't give it much thought since he knows that no one could force anything on him.
And if he one day wanted to marry a man he would do it anyway. He hadn't really a sexual inclination it was all about the person in question, if he wanted someone he just had to have him or her no matter what.

He could change laws in his empire once he takes over and he was making sure that his marriage topic stays as forgettable as possible dismissing his father's words each time he brings it in their conversations during dinner mostly for Jungkook always skips lunch time for his workout routine and eats whenever he finishes.

That was the thing for him, that most people don't except of a prince he preferred raw fights, pure man-to-man battles where they showcase their power, dominance and exerce their supremacy over their opponent. That's how he almost if not completely gave up his swords artistry.
During his years away from the kingdom he had many tutors and experienced swordsmen to train him, he keeps up a bit but then ends up uninterested and eventually starts missing out on his sessions with them.
His father thought that his puberty was kicking hard for him to act against his orders but he never stopped assigning new ones to him.

That was until Jungkook met a western warrior, he taught him about another fighting aspect, how to win with sheer brute force, he helped him sharpen his survival instincts and cleared all his lacking in necessities of basic subsistence.
Jungkook could finally give his all into something, he finally was interested in a thing that he wished to improve and polish to call his own.
The westerner was a mere stranger heck he was not even Korean and barely spoke it but he saw his potential and for the sake of it gave him a chance and Jungkook didn't disappoint. Their last session was when he succeeded in getting him on his knees. He never saw him again after that,
but since then Jungkook never missed his workouts to not lose hand.
His father got wind of that for he secretly watched every move his son was making, to insure a capable throne heir, he made sure to send him martial arts teachers in hopes that he wouldn't skip his sessions anymore, which he didn't.
He strongly believed it was better than manipulating a sword which consisted in swinging metals and clanging them to win a title of strong warrior.

He had a grudge against swordsmen and he wasn't ready to change his mind until he sparred with Taehyung, the gutsy commander who gets on his nerves, he wasn't sure why but he felt different facing him even before starting, his stance made him believe the other was not serious about it, and his weak demeanor and physique intensified his underestimation of the older, he hated weaklings.
But the latter proved him wrong and he was taken aback that he lost but what impressed him was how much different he was, how effortlessly talented he seemed to do so, he jumps and dodges easily with light steps he moves to deliver fatal blows without his opponent even noticing.
He hated to admit it, but if they were in a real battle he would've died before he could register it.

But what made Jungkook uphold his confidence is the fact that he was way stronger than Taehyung.
He knew that once he succeeds to unarm him before the commander could play any of his dirty tricks on him, Taehyung would be defenseless and Jungkook gets to his favorite part a bare hands fight that he was confident to win.

'Nice plan' he thought while heading back to his chambers, satisfied with himself.
'We'll see about buff guys always falling for the same trick Taehyung'.

He was proceeding opening in his bedroom door only to get pulled by a hand inside harshly, he almost tackled whoever that was to the ground ready to swing his fists on them but he stopped when he recognized the shorter male who pinned him to the then closed door, amusement written all over his face.

≪Prince Jungkook fancy to see you here≫ Jimin whispered smugly when he took the other by surprise
≪Jimin ?What are you doing here?≫
≪Aren't you happy to see me?≫
≪Well, I didn't intend to see you tonight≫
≪Umm≫
Jimin suddenly let go of him an unhappy expression on his cute face
≪What the hell, you could at least feign happiness what's wrong?≫
≪Nothing I just have too much in my head≫
≪Great then why not let me help you forget about it?≫
≪God Jimin. It's been so long since I've heard that babe. You almost sounded like a whore≫
Jungkook chuckled to the thought yet found it hot,
≪You just give that seductive vibe Jimin, ever thought about it?≫
For a second Jimin's face paled remarkably.
'could it be Taehyung? He would throw false accusations at him but he was not happy in his relationship at a certain point. And made it clear to him'.
But he quickly dismissed his thought when he knew the other was joking after he saw his smile.

Jungkook though found his behavior strange since his hawk eyes never miss the most insignificant smallest of details.

He grabbed his chin forcing his eyes on him asking him again then with a serious tone ≪Have you?≫
Jimin nervously laughed breathily
≪ N-No of course not Junkook how can you even joke about that ≫
he then hit his chest playfully which kind of eased the other, but not too much as he grabbed his waist possessively bringing his head to his neck in a swift motion and breathed out words who came slightly muffled but distinguishable enough for the older to understand.

≪You are mine Park Jimin, only mine ≫he may have said that due to the moment or he really meant it,
Jimin loved the effect he had on the other anyways, bringing his hands to his hair running them through it slowly whispering back
≪ I'm all yours, and you are mine Jungkook all mine≫

Though after hearing that Jungkook stopped his wandering hands and lifted his head slowly to bore his eyes in the grey wall facing him thinking about the 'all mine' part;
his mind going straight to a certain bandaged arm commander with tanned long legs, smooth skin and the picture of the other under him and the one where he tilted his head with his collarbones showing swarmed his head unconsciously groaning squeezing the other harder against him in the heated tension, throwing all his resting plans from the window.

He had yet again spent the night with his lover, harsher, rougher than he ever did with someone before.

What they didn't know was that the injured male out of paranoia was outside the bedroom to check on whatever would be happening in the prince's room.
With a disappointed look, he was standing with tightly clenched fists, gritted teeth and tugging at his hair occasionally to not go insane on them from the noises he overheard and that hunted away his sleep that night.
Only a tired face stained with endlessly flowing tears that escaped his beautifully flooded crystal-like dark eyes which remained glued on the moon outside his window, head leaning against his bed.

Time skip~~~

The next morning Jungkook woke up to his messed up bed at 8 in the morning, without Jimin who left earlier obviously to not get noticed by anyone.
When he was about to get to sleep more a maid knocked on the door to let him know that the breakfast was ready.
After she left he had his morning routine; some stretching and preparing for his workout later.
He dressed up in his black attire.

Heading out he came face to face with Taehyung.

He was surprised at first he nevertheless eyed him from head to toe, he looked as handsome as usual, with only a simple white long sleeved shirt tucked like always in his brown pants he managed to have a respectful look. The other didn't bother to half expecting him with an all black outfit which he was right about.

With a darker aura than usual and a blank expression on he greeted him in the least polite 'Your Highness' he has ever heard with of course arms crossed over his chest to which he rolled his eyes. Typical Taehyung.

≪ Get ready, prince. We have a session later on today≫
With that he was about to turn to leave but Jungkook's voice stopped him
≪You are injured commander, what do you expect us to do during today's session? Have a tea party?≫
Taehyung unamused turned around with his stoic face similar to Jungkook's well darker since Jungkook's held arrogance and coldness while his held something else.

≪I'm serious, and you don't need to worry, my sessions aren't going to hindrance your workouts ≫
Jungkook was confused ≪How-≫
≪You clearly do, I'm sending someone to get you≫, with that he went away leaving yet again a perplexed prince behind him from his boldness and from what he said.

As he promised Taehyung sent someone who knocked on his door; a soldier came in, it was Yeonjun.
He bowed ninety degrees respectfully before speaking up
≪You're Highness prince Jungkook, commander Kim sent me to get you to where you're having a session with him.≫

≪Alright≫ , he answered nonchalantly.

He went alongside the younger who was noticeably taller than him, he seemed so nervous maybe because he never met the prince or talked to him before or maybe because of something else.

Arriving at the back of the castle where most soldiers were at, a tired looking Namjoon monitoring them for this week too he was covering for Taehyung since he was the most not busy commander,
the younger led the prince further to a space he never considered checking before. There he saw the commander leaning on a tree his arms crossed over his chest again just like he saw him in the morning. Yeah, where was his sword though?

When he saw them Taehyung detached himself from the tree and walked to them.
He smiled no smirked at Jungkook followed by one of his ironical greetings.
≪I see you're here prince Jungkook! Glad to see you for the second time today≫
Jungkook would never get used to it, he almost called him a Bitch out loud but still did mentally.
So he ignored his statement which ticked Taehyung a bit but shrugged it.

The poor victim in the story was Yeonjun,
The boy was a nervous mess, from the moment Taehyung called him to the suffocating tension that fogged the air.
The males in front of him clearly had some sort of animosity that he clearly didn't want anything to do with, they stood there glaring at each other for a while now
So thinking it was gonna get unnoticed, he bowed his head a bit as a form of respect and kinda started going back with slow steps unfortunately Taehyung called his name not turning his eyes away from the raven head who was still glaring at him as well, neither wanted to lose the challenge of staring.
'quite childish' is what anyone would've thought seeing two grown men, a prince and an army commander on top of it doing so but they still did it with determination.

≪This is my apprentice Jungkook, sorry I mean prince Jungkook≫ he corrected in a not so apologetical tone making the concerned male scoff.
He never did so before but now he turned to inspect the mentioned soldier his glare not wavering as if the staring challenge made them get glued open, which caused shivers to travel down his spine despite the nice weather, so he looked down almost apologetically even if he did nothing but he felt like he was about to pass out from the stress of what his hyung was going to say next.

≪I dare you to defeat him Jeon Jungkook≫

That's when his breath stuck in his throat, his heart nearly stopped beating and the world stopped spinning for him.
The prince's glare went from just a glare to a rage filled one
≪Excuse me?≫
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I finally get it now I'm just so bad at writing conversations
('༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ')
.°(ಗдಗ。)°. I should fix it somehow