"How was the tea for your liking your majesty? Is it too hot?"

Yoongi shook his head, indicating there was no problem on his drink at all. He had never tried this before, but it seemed calming outside his royal court. Well, not technically outside-just at the back of the palace, specifically his garden beside a beautiful blue pond while sipping millennium tea. The koi fishes on the pond were a relaxing sight as well, seeing their color variants as they swim through the water was somehow therapeutic. The fishes were thriving as the royal throw crumbs of bread in the water from time to time, the fishes flocking together bringing a small smile at the blonde king's face.

It was Hoseok's idea, he suggested the king should take a break while enjoying the beautiful palace garden away from his paper works and the people inside the royal court that boils his blood. And it seemed working, just the two of them together at the garden enjoying the calming sight.

"Hoseok, sit down right here." The king patted the spot by his side, "You'll get tired standing up like a tree right there. I won't run away to slash a man's throat suddenly so just trust me and relax too. It's your idea after all."

"Thank you so much for your kindness, your majesty."

The servant gave a beaming smile before accepting the king's offer, sitting just by his side. The day was pretty calm and peaceful, and the breath of crisp fresh air was really new to Yoongi's lungs.

"You can serve yourself a cup of tea, Hoseok. Its nice to sip a warm drink in this fairly good weather."

"I'll be alright your majesty. Besides, we servants are forbidden to drink the millennium tea."

Yoongi's expression crunched. Its absurd, just because its the most expensive tea in the nation doesn't mean servants can't drink it. It just taste the same for him, whatever the tea is in the end of the day it tasted like grass.

"I don't care. Drink a tea of your liking, that's an order. The price of the millennium tea is priceless to me if you enjoy it."

It wasn't a slip of the tongue, Yoongi meant it and it was sudden for the servant that it brought a faint blush on his sunny face.

Since when did a servant's happiness mattered to the king? Hoseok thought.

They only brought one cup and pot, and it will save Hoseok from the ordeal to drink such an expensive tea that cost twice a servant's life like his. But much to his shock the king poured on the cup he drank on, giving it to the servant.

"B-but your majesty! Its not right for you to fill your cup. I..i can't drink on it! I will get scolded by the-"

"Then are you not afraid to get scolded by me? Wow, you're getting bolder. Drink."

Yoongi was really pushing the cup onto him with a scary expression, but the servant was just really persistent too.

"Please your majesty I can't-"

One way or another Yoongi was decided for the servant to drink the tea no matter what will happen.

May the gods forgive him on what he was about to do, but he had been dreaming of it too.

He drank a fair amount of tea and placed the cup on the grass before grabbing the servant's wrists, pushing Hoseok down the ground.

Yoongi admired the servant's feature up close, the first time he can actually take a good look on those beautiful eyes. Those shining brown eyes were the most breath taking part on the servant's features, the one that shimmers happily on any situation. The eyes that bewitched him to fall for the servant. Sure by now it was full of confusion by what's happening but it doesn't take away the fact that its beautiful.

The king pressed his lips against the servant, savoring the kiss together.

Hoseok didn't expect what was happening, but he couldn't complain as the king kiss him openly in the garden. He wasn't an experienced kisser-the taste of the tea didn't matter for him, yet the king makes up for it.

Their kiss deepened, he can feel their tongues meet and swirl softly as the moment passes and the hand that was holding down Hoseok was now intertwined against each other while the other was cupping the servant's cheek.

This is heresy, Hoseok thought.

But does it really matter now? He know he wasn't supposed to kiss the royal for being a lowly servant, but they are already on it. He was enjoying every minute of it he didn't even thought of pushing the king away. He liked it, so is his heart agreeing for beating fast just for the king. It was way too late, he was already enraptured.

Yoongi detached his lips from Hoseok, pressing their forehead together with few of his long golden locks flowing right through the servant's face fittingly.

Those heart shaped lips were swollen and glistening from the kiss they shared, and the royal wanted more. It was the softest lips he had ever kissed, although inexperienced he was fine with it-felt like their lips were molded to fit each other.

It was clear as day that they both wanted it. They crave for more.

"I told you to drink it right?"

Yoongi traced Hoseok's lips with his thumb, from the upperlip down to the bottom sliding the digit to rub it against the servant's wet muscle.

"Y-yes."

The royal eyed the whole filled pot and the half filled cup of tea, a mischievous smirk formed on the king's lips.

"You're in for a treat, Hoseok. We had to consume that whole pot of tea, wasting an expensive tea is a big waste right?"

The servant gulped. The half cup alone took some time for them, but he wanted more too. Hoseok nodded, the scarred king wrapping his arm around the servant's waist pulling him up and sat him down to his lap.

Yoongi licked his lips, about to dive in for another kiss when Hoseok's index finger rested on his lips.

"You promised me we'll finish the tea, your majesty."

The king chuckled. Yeah, he almost forgot about the tea.

"Yeah, we will. But don't blame me if I wanted more than a tea after this,

A good snack should be paired right?"

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"You called me, your majesty?"

The royal tailor, Kim Seokjin, spoke. He was a famous tailor in charge of the king and queen's royal attire, for every event he was summoned by the king and creates masterpiece from the finest silk found outside their nation clad with handmade embroidery of his design on every of their clothes.

"I want you to create a new attire. Something simple and vibrant, preferably beautiful matching colors Produce multiple of it, hire someone to do matching footwear as well. And do a special one, a grandeur."

"Oh, its the first time I heard your majesty to request such bold colors other than black and gold? Astonishing. For what event should it be used?"

"Its not for me. Its for my servant, Jung Hoseok."

The tailor's eyes widened, a bit taken a back with the request. Don't get him wrong, he's not shocked because he had to make something for a servant. He'll get paid generously no matter what, but the fact that the king asked him to create a piece for someone else, not even for the queen, made him question its place and significance of this certain servant for the king.

"..pardon? your servant? is this a reward for him?" the tailor carefully questioned.

"It is. I want it within a few days. Make it special.The payment will be delivered immediately from the treasury once the items are done, I'll make it double if I'm more than satisfied."

"..understood, your majesty. Please send him to my shop for the measure-"

"No. This is a surprise for him, keep it. Do you see that servant over there?" The king pointed at a random one whose head were hanging low and shaking out of his fear from the royal.

"He's the same body frame and height like Hoseok. Go get his measurements instead. I've let my servant out of the court for a little while to comeback to his hometown in Gwangju along with the Hwarang Kim Taehyung, so make sure finish that clothes in about 5-8 days as estimated of his return."

The shock kept coming through the tailor, but he kept his lips shut for his own sake. Yet again, its none of his business but the curiosity is there. Having a servant to treat and even go back to his hometown after being inside the royal court and om top of all escorted by an elite warrior is too...extravagant for a lower class individual?

Could it be..the king had plans to take that commoner as his second spouse?

"You seemed astounded. Do you have anymore complaints about my order?" The king's eyes squinted, seemed like examining the tailor's doubtful expression.

"N-no, your majesty. I was just wondering if you..are courting your servant?"

"Yes I do. Now leave before my patience run out."

Yoongi wouldn't even hide his agenda now. His affection is too obvious for the going months, only the servant was oblivious of it despite they obviously had sex multiple times after that tea incident.

Hoseok definitely became the focus of his attraction-the king's attention. He was started to be dubbed around the court as the Tyrant's Butterfly, the only creature that was able to extract human feelings residing the king's heart and the only proof that the tyrant can actually love and had beauty in his ugly nature.

The idea he had was premature, but will surely stir the whole royal court and even the nation;

He was going to ask a commoner to be officially his lover, his second spouse hopefully.

The king already asked Queen Jimin's opinion of the matter and he was open of the ide, even happy to accept the servant into the royal family-only the magistrates and the noble families isn't. He already had the blood of his commoner mother flowing right on his veins, and the idea of the king copulating with another commoner? It agitates them. Not just Hoseok is a commoner, but the children of those noble families they were offering for a very long time to be a part of the royal family was rejected openly.

But he was king Min Yoongi, the tyrant and the devil. Who were they even to stop him?

"..I apologize for prying, your majesty. You can expect the finest work for your future lover."

Seokjin left the King's court, a breath of relief escaping his lips. He almost died there, sometimes his potty mouth kept going. But the tailor wondered, what does the Hoseok servant's appearance is? He's surely a beautiful person, someone special- a beautiful butterfly able to captivate the king. There's no way the king will be attracted to low likes of the other court servants, whoever Hoseok is, he must really be a worthy beauty for the king to marry after Queen Jimin.

"..butterfly huh?"

The tailor muttered as he walked, a wonderful idea fuzzing on the crafter's head.

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"Sir Kim, I am thankful you accompanied me all the way through but I'll only stay quick for a day or two then we can go back to the royal court."

Hoseok told the hwarang, and the beautiful warrior seemed to not like his statement. Being accompanied by a high ranking warrior fit as the king's knight is too much of his liking, even sent in a comfortable royal carriage.

He was only going to go back to his little humble hometown and back to his small family house made of sticks and leave palms, there's no place he can let the hwarang stay in such a dirty and curbed home of his for even a week as the king ordered.

"No. You go stay for a week as the king told, you must've missed your family after staying in the king's bloody court. Don't worry about me, my status as a hwarang guarding you shouldn't be viewed heavily, it's my duty as the king ordered me."

No one can blame Hoseok embarrassment, a hwarang safe guarding a mere servant like him does sound like a pull down on an elite warrior's pride. It was far from guarding a magistrate or an important nobility, and the servant can't even offer anything other than food.

"I-ah, um..My home is unpresentable and inadequate for an elite warrior like you to retire for a few days and I'll apologize early for that. I'll just look for a good inn for you to stay in town, Sir Kim."

"If that's your wish. Even if its not a good inn then I'll stay, as long as its near your house. The king will kill me and my clan if you got hurt, get a scratch, and loose a strand of your hair. I can't be lenient with your safety."

Hoseok had seen the hwarang multiple times before in the Queen's royal court and chamber during the nighttime. He shouldn't be intimidated, he served him in multiple occasions before but it doesn't s seem like it. Hell, he can't even smile normally as he does. It feels awkward, both of them obviously questioning the same thing-why does the king care this much for a mere servant?

"Jung Hoseok. Answer this truthfully, are you planning to be the new lord of the royal court?"

The question raised heat on the servant's face. He'd been asked of seducing the king too many times he grew tired of it. Yes, something did happen between him and the king multiple times, but never was his ambition to be a new spouse of the king.

"No! I am only serving the king with a smile, I don't even know where these gossips are coming from. I have no plans to become a new lord, second queen, a king or whatever it is. I will remain a servant overtime just as I am now and I have no plans changing myself."

"..I'd believe you for now. But if ever you do, loving the king is possible. But the people around you will make that impossible. Its dangerous, a bloody path. And now I kind of get why he's asking me to guard you. "

Taehyung stared at the addled servant, watching how the servant gripped tightly onto his own clothes with his knuckles turning white. What the Hwarang said was indeed the truth, loving the king is a dangerous preposition.

He had too many enemies to account, especially the monsters inside his very own court. They seemed to notice how the heads of the nation only acted as spouses in official events and for the crown, they never intend to harm the queen at all. If he dies, then he dies. But Taehyung would make sure it won't happen to the beloved Queen, of course.

But if they knew the king adores someone sincerely with his whole heart, this poor soul might get crushed just for the king's enemies to snap the ruler's wrath.

Yes, Taehyung is viewing him now as two types of keys. He could either be the one to open the king's heart to kindness or once he's harmed, he could be the key to the king's absolute madness. The king was already considered a mad man now, what more if Hoseok was harmed?

That was a nightmare to think of.

"You're in denial aren't you? You could feel the king's affection to you, but your down playing it by acting like a loyal servant?"

The hwarang asked again, and the servant opened his mouth to speak but seemed to have his tongue tangled and had difficulties to find proper words of his own.

The servant was guilty of those words anyway. His heart beats for the king, its bearly about smiling just for him now. His affection grows everytime they made love, have sex-whatever you may call it and he feels its dangerous for his affection to grow more. He'd like to think better that the king was using him as an object to get off his steam just as rightful for a servant like him.

"The king..King Yoongi is a kind and honest man. And I am grateful he is kind to me. T-that's all."

"That's not the answer. You know the king isn't a kind man, the only exception is to you. You're serving for about a year now, so tell me..you're aware the king-"

"I LOVE HIM TOO BUT I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT MY FEELINGS!"

Hoseok had his eyes shut as he raised his response. His breaths were shaking,so is are his clutched hands.

It was indeed true, he cannot do anything about the King's obvious affection to him. Down playing it was the best option, but he cannot help how he was also human that he was capable of having earthly emotion for a tyrant. He liked-loved the king too. But no matter what he cannot reciprocate that affection to him. He'll give him his body, but never his heart.

Hoseok was afraid of loving the king and what goes along with it. He's afraid of everyone, what they will think of a commoner like him. Early on he was already viewed as a whore without even sleeping with the king. What more now he does?

"..does the king know you love him too?"

Hoseok kept his lips shut. That is a question he doesn't know the answer to, he can't read the air if the king truly loved him too. Half of him wanted the king to love him back, the other half wanted the king to reject him.

The hwarang sighed heavily. This is a heavy mess, he thought. But he cannot blame neither, they really do seem to like each other but its just the stupid status hindering them. A servant and the king sounded like a fairy-tale written in the olden books, but knowing how the king is he'll make a way out of it.

"The king loves you, I'm sure you know that."

Hoseok stared at the hwarang listening to his words.

"Your majesty won't give you up, so don't give up on him."

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