❝A pitch dark room
I shouldn't get used to it
But I'm used to it again❞

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"Hello, handsome friend."

"M-majesty?"

"So you are that famous Taekwondo warrior."

"Your Majesty, you are aware?"

"I saw you fight that giant on the festival night. You seem like a good warrior, Jeon Jungkook."

Jungkook was really surprised that the Young Prince had watched him play, further even complimented him. He wished to say that he too saw the Young Prince amongst the yellow bright lanterns too, but he didn't.

"It's-it's great pleasure to know you have watched me fight, your Majesty."

Taehyung passed him a convincing smile and nodded his head as a reply.

"Your Majesty?"

"Yes?"

"There are certain rules as part of the Jeon clan that I abide by. May I?"

Taehyung could only nod at the change of tone and listened keenly.

"I have no doubt of royalty's possession of great character. I hope Prince Min keeps it up as well and is reminded about punctuality. We begin when the Sun greets us and finish before it leaves."

Prince Min took a little time to look at his trainer, at how he was firm and clear with his words. Taehyung initially wanted to escape all this but seems like he has only been more attracted to the essence of fighting and the might it contains.

"Shall we begin, your Majesty?"

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The shimmering Sun rays splayed, hitting the ground, days of summer were on peak.

Taehyung huffed tired and dropped on the ground with a cute pout on his lips as he saw his trainer with an upset expression.

Jungkook sat down on his heels, eyeing Taehyung who was taking deep breaths.

"You did outstandingly well, your Majesty. Let's take a break, shall we?" Jungkook asked but Taehyung only blew air on his bangs, making them fly a little in the air.

"As if I was waiting for your order. I was going to take a break anyway." Taehyung said, making his way to take his seat on one of the stools in the cottage.

Jungkook smiled a little to himself and followed, kneeling in front of the Prince to pass him clean cotton to wipe the sweat.

It's been over a month since Taehyung's training began.

The cute Prince never failed in surprising his trainer with his sense of understanding and catching minute details of every skill his master taught him, leaving Jungkook satisfied with his job at the end of the day.

With time their bonding grew more, it spread slowly, steadily into their chests.

Taehyung was very social and couldn't help but make his master laugh at his weirdness and childish attitude. Jungkook never complained but he always tried to act in limits because he was meant to train the Prince only. Anything else would risk not only his job but his entire existence.

But of course, they loved each other's company very much.

"Here, your Majesty." Jungkook passed Taehyung water in a mud pot and Taehyung drank it silently while Jungkook stood up to slightly pat the cotton cloth on the Prince's forehead.

Taehyung closed his eyes at the touch, loving how Jungkook would take care of him without him ordering. The older's subtle actions showed how caring he was towards the other.

He passed the empty pot to Jungkook later after drinking and Jungkook knelt in front of him, filling the pot with water again for the Prince again.

"No, you should drink too, Master." Taehyung whispered, softly pushing the pot to him and Jungkook smiled.

He nodded and drank the water through the same pot and Taehyung quietly admired him with doe eyes. The way the water droplets dripped from his mouth and dribbled down to his throat, now onto his chest, wetting the clothes that left the young Prince mesmerized.

Jungkook caught him staring and Taehyung averted his gaze quickly. He blinked cutely and Jungkook chuckled.

The younger male's eyes caught a cotton filled human- sized dummy on the side and furrowed his eyebrows, pointing at it and asking his Master about it.

"What is that, Master Jeon?" He asked and Jungkook wiped his mouth with his sleeve before turning to watch it.

"It's for you, your Majesty. Using these, we will learn how to take the opponent down easily during dangerous situations, your Majesty." Jungkook informed and Taehyung's mouth went into an 'O' shape.

"Okay let's learn then!" Taehyung exclaimed excitedly.

"Your Majesty, you might be tired today. We can practice it tomorrow." Jungkook said and stood up now but Taehyung clutched his wrist.

"No, I want to learn now and I certainly am not tired." Taehyung said cutely, eyes shiny and lips puckered up to form a pout and how could his Master deny?

Jungkook chuckled and nodded, earning a satisfied smile by the Prince.

With this Jungkook hung the cotton filled dummy through a rope, tying it to the bark of the tree. He called for the Prince to come up with his sword.

"Watch me carefully, your Majesty. There are three main steps one should focus on. First, lock eyes with the prey, assess their every movement. Second, one should be quick on act, which leads us to the third and final step."

Jungkook looked dead serious, peering at the poor cotton dummy, holding it steady in its place.

"Stab right into the joints of limbs and the opponent falls right down to your knees, your Majesty."

Jungkook bowed and gestured Taehyung to stand in front of the dummy, it was of his height, perfect for a combat.

Taehyung took his sword as his Master handed him. He gulped as he did, hands slightly trembling as he imagined the dummy to be a real person.

Taehyung closed his eyes and tried to grip the sharp weapon tightly but he failed and dropped his sword on the ground.

"I can't." He whispered and Jungkook panicked, walking closer to the Prince.

"What is it, your Majesty?" Jungkook asked worriedly. The look of discomfort on the Prince's face made him uneasy.

"Why is it essential to kill someone? Why do we even fight?" Taehyung asked as he dazed out in space and Jungkook sighed, he had no answer.

These were the same kind of questions once Jungkook asked his father but never got answers from. Sadly he had nothing to answer the curious Prince.

It's true, why do we need to fight?

"It's King Min's order, your Majesty." This was all he could say.

"Let me help you." He said now, standing behind the Prince who was looking away with a pout.

"Hold it firm, Prince." Jungkook handed the sword to him and Taehyung slowly clutched the handle.

Jungkook stood behind him and he slowly put his hands on Taehyung's, helping him to grip the sword tighter. Jungkook leaned over, bodies clasped together. Jungkook's exercised breaths fanning against Taehyung's ear who gulped again at the close contact.

Jungkook's subtle touches always left Taehyung in a daze, he had never been close to anyone this much. It's strange though, why was he feeling such things?

"You can do this, your Majesty." Jungkook was motivated but Taehyung was currently lost somewhere, hands shaking and heart beating loudly in his chest.

Jungkook indeed was very handsome, strong and very caring by nature. For someone like Taehyung who had been away for long, he had never seen such strength and power.

He realized that his Master, the one he had immense respect and care for, had become something more. He himself didn't know why but his heart did tell him something.

He wondered why his stomach filled with little butterflies, flying merrily inside.

Jungkook sighed, his breath fanning against the younger's ear and Taehyung's grip loosened which Jungkook felt.

The young Prince was far away from here, far away in his mind.

"Concentrate, your Majesty."

Jungkook clutched the sword tight and firm this time and lifted Taehyung's chin up to face the dummy.

"Eyes on prey."

Taehyung blinked to clear his vision.

"Quick on act."

Taehyung took a deep breath and maintained his posture following Jungkook.

"Attack swiftly on joints."

Taehyung flinched when Jungkook helped him slash through the dummy, chopping the aimed arm down.

Bursts of cotton flew from the stacked dummy, falling over them like fake snow.

Jungkook's eyes widened when he heard small whimpers from his front.

"Prince?"

Taehyung quickly turned around, digging his head in Jungkook's chest. The sword from Jungkook's hands fell immediately.

Jungkook felt his heart beat rise steadily and his mind went hazy at the contact. His entire attention was flowing towards the beautiful Prince now.

Taehyung enclosed his arms around Jungkook's waist, hugging him as soft sobs left his pretty mouth.

Jungkook tried to speak first but only air flew out. He closed his eyes and tried again.

It was obvious that Taehyung was crying but he asked nevertheless.

"A-are you alright, M-majesty?"

"Of course not! I'm crying you fool."

"Majesty, please tell me what is it? Look at me. Please."

They say time freezes when one's eyes land on the most beautiful things.

Taehyung slowly leaned away, looking directly into Jungkook' eyes. Eyes drenched with tears, pink nose as he bit onto his lips. Funnily a small spec of cotton stuck to his open eyelid, oblivious to the Prince.

Everything went still in Jungkook's eyes.

Taehyung was so beautiful. Jungkook has never seen such beauty up close.

He gaped at the Prince like a kid staring at the starry night sky.

Taehyung gently tugged Jungkook's clothes and only then he realized he had his mouth open like a fish the entire time.

"I don't want to hurt anyone." Taehyung whispered sadly and Jungkook's gaze softened.

Not just by looks, Taehyung by heart too was very delicate and Jungkook slowly curled his arms around Taehyung, patting his back to calm him down.

"M-majesty?"

"Yes?"

"You have something in your eyes."

"Huh? Oh, take it out, will you?"

And Jungkook slowly leaned in, removing the spec of cotton with his fingers and Taehyung blinked cutely.

"Is it gone?"

Jungkook nodded, mesmerized by Prince's looks. He knew if he would take one step back, the other one would take two steps forward to him and there was no escape.

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Our prince is just way too cute for our handsome trainer to handle.

Hope you guys enjoyed!