•Chapter eight•
Save you.

Jimin groaned awake from sleep when he heard a knock at the door. He squinted his to get used to the bright light before snapping his head at the door when another knock was heard.

He sat up straight, gasping when he sees his body completely naked, torso covered in red and dark colored marks. He didn't even have to see his neck and thighs to tell that there were much marks more there, given to him proudly by Yoongi and Hoseok. 

He blushed a deep red and sighed in frustration as Hoseok hadn't dressed him up after finishing.

He looked to the side, heart melting when he sees his naked mates cuddled up closely on the bed, Yoongi between them him while Hoseok was sleeping on the other end of the bed.

He covered their naked selves with the stained blanket while cooing when Yoongi let out a tiny discomforted voice, perhaps at the pain in his lower half. 

The person outside knocked again, getting impatient.

He wore a long royal blue robe and walked to the door to open it. He smiled at the maid who stood outside the door and bowed slightly when she bowed to him.

"Prince Jimin," she started, her eyes raking over his figure and smiling more when she sees the hickeys littered all over his neck, near and around his marks.

Jimin blushed and hid himself with his hand, looking away shyly.

He raised his eyes when she doesn't say what she wants and frowns when he found her face suddenly twisted sourly and glaring at something while peeking over his shoulder.

His eyes trailed along the direction she was looking, blood boiling when he understood that the sudden disgust which took over her features was because of his beautiful husbands who were still deep asleep.

her disgust was towards Yoongi, and Jimin didn't fucking need to give any other explanation to the anger that bubbled in him. 

He rolled his eyes and glared at the girl, snapping his fingers before her face to earn her attention.

She snapped her head at him and gulped, taking a step back as she felt herself burn due to his harsh glare.

"What do you want?" Jimin growled, his sweetness and cuteness vanishing in thin air oh, so quickly. 

He crossed his arms before his chest and pierced her with his glare.

He hated it when any one of husbands were hated on. If they wanted to hate Yoongi, they can hate him too for his rudeness and snappy comments towards them.

He didn't want to be sweet to assholes who were mistreating his husband. 

"T-the... The..."

"The what?!" He yelled, ignoring her flinch. He unwind his hands from before is torso and brought the to his side, fisting his hands beside his sides. "Learn your place, Don't think you can stand before the prince and look give my mates your disgusting glare!" 

How dare she think she had the right to see them with  her pathetic eyes? 

"What do you want now?" Jimin seethes, face turning red. "Speak." 

"The s-sheets," she whimpered, taking more steps back, away from the fuming royal, in fear because she wasn't used to seeing him snap like this.

"Stay out. I'll get the sheets, and don't fucking forget that you're still a lowlife who cannot be like my Yoongi... there is no one to save you from getting killed if you dare hurt him."

She shivered, but staying quiet was something she couldn't do in this matter. she had to say something as the prince was muttering something wrong. 

"Yoongi is just the same blood as mine--"

Jimin took a step closer dangerously, gaze turning horribly threatening. She looked up, now close to falling on her knees in submission and fear.

"What were you saying?" Jimin growls, and that's all it took for the girl to submit to him, falling to her knees. 

"I guess you didn't hear me properly. Keep your shit to yourself or I'll cut your head off because you're making the offense of insulting a royal, and as much as it may hurt your worthless pride as a nobody, Yoongi in much better in level than you. Even if he isn't a royal by birth, he is one now after marrying royals."

He pushed her away and pointed at a place near the wall.

"Stand there and don't move until I come back with the sheets. Don't come in front of my eyes after you're done with your job."

He went back in, banging the door shut and sighing in frustration. The audacity...

His focus was pulled out of the servant and onto his husband when he heard a tiny and cute whine. His heart melted as Yoongi shifted around and got to a more comfortable position.

Yoongi's state was as bad-- in better words, as good as his own.

Littered in hickeys, tear-stained cheeks and tired body, Yoongi looked so tempting and good that all Jimin wanted to do was go one and give him more of those hickeys.

Jimin recollects the events of precious night after Hoseok dragged them to their room. 

The alpha had lost all his mind as he immediately got to his work of fucking them, not letting them even breath and have a break in between.

Jimin remembers the soft and sweet kisses that Yoongi placed on him when he was getting harshly fucked by their alpha. The attention and affection was returned to Yoongi too when it was his turn.

While their alpha did their job, they were there to soothe each other.

Yoongi couldn't go for long and had fainted when it got too much to take. Being a royal blooded immediately meant having thousand times more stamina and energy for taking or giving, so he wasn't able to keep up with them.

It was adorable how Yoongi got more cuter, whinier and louder when Hoseok made love with him, but that side of his instantly vanished once he was making love to Jimin. 

And the burning eyes of Hoseok which looked at every moment of theirs as Yoongi fucked Jimin was inexplainable. 

Jimin slowly walked up to Yoongi and pushed the blanket aside, rubbing his bare back with his palms and grinning when Yoongi scooted away from his cold hand.

Jimin leaned closer to his face and pecked his red cheeks before whispering into his his ears, "hyungie, it's morning. Wake up."

Yoongi slowly opened his eyes, blinking several times to understand what's happening. 

He turned to his back, pouting softly as it was cold. He let out an unconscious smile when Jimin threw himself on him and kissed his face and neck.

Yoongi hissed slightly, groping Jimin's ass when the omega kissed both the marks on his neck.

Ignoring the gasp which Jimin let out, Yoongi busied his mind in thinking about the day and the several rituals they had to perform because he didn't want to have a boner right in the morning.

"Taehyung..." He said, shifting around to sit up straight, hissing in pain once in a while. "My baby would have woken up already,. He needs to eat food and go for dance practice."

"Go to him, hyung," Jimin said, quickly bringing a robe for him so he doesn't feel cold. "Let's get ready quickly and go see him." 

After Hoseok was finally up, they all took a bath together in warm water while Hoseok joked about how pretty both  his mates look with the beautiful marks on them. 

It didn't take them long to dress up as they left. 

Yoongi feeling slightly uncomfortable as soon as the ministers' eyes snapped to him and looked at him scrutinizing, when he entered the dining room. 

Most of the people were present there even though it was slightly late. Jungkook, who never usually comes to eat with everyone, was here too. Taehyung was eating messily, just like always.

Hoseok and Jimin settled down on the free seats, instantly grabbing a plate as they were hungry and wished to eat something.  

Yoongi was about to settle down beside his younger brother, but stopped when he heard Youngmi clear her throat. He looked at her questioningly, signaling her to tell him what was going on.

"You cannot join us in the royal events. Hoseok's husband in here, and the punishment you got overpowers the fact that you're under my care."

Her words earned the attention of everyone and most of the reactions weren't desirable, unless the ministers were considered.

Taehyung frowned at the queen, almost glaring at her for trying to stop his hyung from sitting down and having food.

"W-what?" Yoongi asks, still not sure of what Youngmi meant. The queen sighs and looks at him with stern eyes, managing to keep her strict facade.

"I said, leave from here and don't try joining us for any meal. You lost all rights to do those things so don't dare try to think you're among a royal just because you married one."

She wasn't their mother or caretaker now; she was the queen of the kingdom.

She had to tear apart herself when Yoongi's face fell completely in pain and disappointment. She could see a fuming Hoseok from the corner of her eyes.

She couldn't do anything about it.

Yoongi slightly nodded his head, throat clogging shut at the pang of pain he felt when his respect was hurt. 

He didn't like it one bit, and the snickering of the ministers only made him sadder.

He wasn't ever treated like this. Never had Youngmi told him to leave and not join them or tell him that he wasn't as great as the royals. 

He knew she didn't intend to hurt him with her words. She was only doing her duty, but even so, it shattered his heart into pieces and forced him back to the place he belonged.

He wasn't ever a part of them. He wasn't ever a royal.

After all, he had been living, surviving and getting respect only because of his caretaker who wasn't anything but a heartless queen now.

He turned around with a dejected expression as he left, a heavy heart and a pained soul.

Hoseok snapped to his feet, glare fixed on his mom as he left too, not speaking anything because he knew he would blast out on her if he parted his lips to speak.

Jimin stood up too, the disappointment lacing his face making Youngmi feel guilty. the queen removed all sort of sympathy in her heart. 

"Jimin," she called, "even though your mate, Hoseok, left, you should still stay back and eat. It's not good to lea--"

"I won't eat here if my mates are not here," Jimin growled, getting more mad because Youngmi was specifically mentioning only Hoseok's names when talking about his mates.

He had two mates, not one.

It had just been the first day and he was already mad because they were making his beta feel like a nobody.

God, he wished to break all of them and tear away the lips of the people who were smirking.

He stormed away from there making Youngmi sigh. The queen's heart sank when Taehyung growled and pushed the chair away harshly to stand up.

"Tae!" She scolded when he intentionally banged his fist on the table, startling the people there. She held his hand to examine his hand, gasping when he jerked his hand away.

"Don't fucking act like you care for us when you don't!" Taehyung yelled at her, the ministers now frowning and whispering amongst themselves of how ill-mannered he was.

Youngmi caught his arm but was yanked away again. She didn't blame Taehyung for the way he was behaving.

All of whatever she did for him definitely didn't matter once they start feeling that this place didn't belong to them. It was alright; it was nothing she could be sad about.

She just felt sad that even after years of living with them, she couldn't prove that this house was theirs too and they were nothing less than her own children.

"Taehyung--"

"Shut up!" He pushed her away harshly, the treatment shown to his family member blinding him with anger. "Don't fucking speak to me after talking to my brother like that!"

Youngmi shot to her feet, grabbing him by his shoulder to hold him harshly. "Stop behaving like this!" 

"Don't touch me--" 

Jungkook gasped when Youngmi slapped him, his face flying to the side. Taehyung let out a pained sniffle before looking back at the teary eyes of his caretaker with sharp eyes.

He stomped away.

Youngmi grimaced as she looked at her hands with which she slapped him. She was all calm just a moment ago, but her blood boiled when Taehyung spoke to her in such a tone, using such harsh words.

She realised that even Yoongi must have felt heavenly sad when he spoke to him with that same harsh tone.

Just what was she supposed to do now? She didn't want them to be in pain but was giving them pain herself.

She ate breakfast with a guilty heart, her son's soft eyes being the only thing that gave her comfort while her inners churned in irritation when the ministers mumbled about how good it was to see Yoongi being put to his place, shown his worth.

She couldn't let this happen for long.

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There were quite a lot of rituals that had to take place for the newly married people.

In every one of them, only Jimin was allowed to go along with Hoseok while Yoongi wasn't. 

The alpha and omega had strictly said that they aren't going to do anything if it wasn't for Yoongi doing it along with them.

Yoongi pleaded them to do everything because it would only make things hundred times more difficult if they didn't do these important rituals just because they weren't allowing him to do it.

With a lot of pleading and begging Jimin and Hoseok did a few things with a heavy heart and frowning faces, feeling so empty without their other part.

It felt so horrible for them to do it all alone, without Yoongi while the beta only watched from afar.

It was terrible.

And Youngmi decided that it was the right time to talk to Yoongi and tell him that they could do something about all of this.

And what was that?

"Yoongi!" Youngmi called when she noticed the beta walk to a room. Yoongi stopped, turned around, and looked at her with crestfallen eyes.

"You're tired already, aren't you?" She asks, knowing the answer to the question because she was just coming back after finishing another ritual Hoseok and Jimin had to do.

She could see his distress and pain.

She knew she had to do everything before Yoongi breaks, before he lets go off the people he loves.

"I-I-- I don't like this," Yoongi admitted sadly. "I don't like not joining them when we are all supposed to be together in the things we do. I-I'm not envious. I'm just...sad. I thought all of this would be over after I marry them, but still... It was much better without making it official."

"What did I tell you, love?" She asks, looking at him with compassion. She brings him to his embrace.

"I've ruled this kingdom, and I know however dreamy and lovely this place if for omegas, it's not good for other ranks. For doing a thing, we need to give up something else."

"I don't care about all this, mom," Yoongi mumbled against her shoulder. "I... I just want to be happy."

"Then leave this place," she stated, feeling him stiffen against her before she pushed him away.

He broke away from her embrace and looked at her with bewildered eyes.

"What?" He asks, gulping in fear. "Y-you want me to leave this place and go away from my mates--"

"No!" She yelled, shaking her head to deny him because she realised that he misunderstood her words. 

"I want you to leave with both your mates and live in a place where you can love each other and make your relationship stronger without the stupid people of the kingdom interfering."

"B-but... Isn't it too early to already give up? It's been just one day and I don't want to run away from my problems already."

Youngmi shook her head, looking around to see if anyone was coming. 

She had to make her moves carefully.

"Then when would you do something, baby? There is no point of doing stuff if you have already drifted apart from yourself and your mates. You should do it now; I don't want you to feel any sort of pain."

"But abruptly..."

"That's how they won't be able to stop it."

"My brother?" Yoongi asks instantly denying to go anywhere away from Taehyung. No, no way. He wasn't doing it.

"Yoongi, listen to me! Nothing is going to happen to Taehyung! I and Jungkook is here for him, and we will give our life to take care of him. Just think of yourself now!"

Yoongi continued to shake his head in denial.

No, he's not leaving his heart behind to go live happily in some place far away.

He'd rather give up himself than leave Taehyung here, all alone, surrounded by people who are trustworthy but not family. 

He cannot leave. His brother won't survive in this harsh world by himself. 

Not already, at least. He can't make Taehyung feel like he means nothing to him by leaving him right after his marriage and going away to live happily. 

Only when Taehyung would agree to it, he would leave. 

Only if Taehyung was genuinely fine with it, he would leave. 

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