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"Your Majesty? So you know my brother?", was the first thing the Scar King, no the other one said while stepping closer to the shaking and obviously confused poet. Taehyung was staring at him in utter shook as if he saw a ghost, helplessly stuttering for words.

It was kinda cute if Suga was being honest and he recognized this royal as the one he saw on the market. The memories floated his mind and a soft smirk tugged his lips upwards while eyeing the pretty brunet. He looked so innocent, so lovely and pure without being able to hide his emotions.

"I-I wait, you're the guy from the market!", Taehyung then seemed to recognize Suga which amused the other to no end and he stepped closer to the pretty boy. He felt honored that such a beauty remembered him. Suga himself hasn't been really thinking about him as the chances were little into seeing each other.

But now that the beauty was standing in front of him, at his mercy, made him feel powerful enough to smirk, move forward and cup the beauty's face. Vulnerable puppy eyes looked at him and Suga felt confused on how innocent this male was. He was a part of royalty, living in the royal court, near his brother.

And from the shock in his eyes Suga concluded that the pretty thing indeed has come into touch with his satanic brother. "So you know my brother, Cutie?", the black haired man asked Taehyung amused.

They looked so much alike, it was shocking and Taehyung at first really has believed he was standing in front of the Scar King. He has shortly thought about a quest he was put through just for the King's amusement and a little part of him still seemed to believe that.

But this Yoongi had shorter hair, as black as his beloved midnight sky, the same scar as the Scar king though. Except for the fact that his scar was on the other side of his face, which made Taehyung believe that they could be nothing but twins.

So he shyly nodded his head to answer the man's question. "Y-yes, I came in contact with His Majesty... but that doesn't mean I'll be from any use for you! Please just let me go, I'm not a fighter, I'm a poet from the Kingdom of Paekche and if you harm me, my Kingdom will send for me", Taehyung weakly stated at the end, words he has been forced to know during sleep for the risk if he would be kidnapped.

But the man in front of him merely offered him a reaction, a lazy upwards tug of his lips before he pulled away. "You're cute and you should be glad you are because I would've ruin that pretty face for defying me like a royal scum would do", Suga purred out warningly and it sent Taehyung's confidence on the floor.

"Why are you doing this...?", the little poet whimpered out, he didn't understand the hatred of one brother for another, he has been raised to care. Suga's brows shut up by this while Seokjin and Jungkook pulled away and plopped down onto the wooden ground where a thin mattress was placed.

"You've met my brother, you saw how tyrannical he is, yet you ask for the reason why we hate him? Why I hate him? You don't know much about Silla's history then and that's something that will cost your head sooner or later", the black haired man stated, eyes still boring into Taehyung.

But the poet surprisingly looked away as if he couldn't stand the piercing glare directed towards him. It was cute. "I know that Min Yoongi is the Scar King, that he's dangerous and that you're not allowed to look into his eyes", Taehyung mumbled faintly which surprised Suga yet again.

"You don't know about him?!", it came from Jungkook and from how shocked he sounded, it truly was concerning for Taehyung. He timidly shook his head no as an answer. "I cam here for an education without ill intentions before making a picture myself of this Kingdom", he truthfully told them and the guy next to Jungkook held onto his heart.

"It's maddening how innocent you are, boy", he commented. "Seokjin Hyung, stop messing with the boy. If he wasn't told before, I'm sure my brother wouldn't dare to tell him. In what relationship do you stand with Yoongi?", Suga asked and it was the first time he has used his brother's name again.

Taehyung squirmed uncomfortably, not liking this intense questionings but he was scared to be hurt if he didn't answer so he did. "I was chosen to be his personal poet... I arrived here with the intentions of learning at the royal court. I um accidentally started a conversation with the King and was then declared his personal poet", Taehyung explained with a rosy blush on his cheeks while avoiding the stares on him.

"His personal poet? Is Yoongi turning completely insane now? He hates lyric, what in the world is he trying to achieve by keeping this innocent boy by his side? Is this some kind of sick fantasy?", Seokjin asked his cousin in ancient Chinese they have learned back when they were members of the royal palace.

Suga shrugged his shoulders while taking Taehyung's appearance in. Regardless from how dusty his clothes have gotten, he was gorgeous, absolutely beautiful like a delicate flower Suga knew his brother was admiring until this day. He truly was beautiful and it seemed like Yoongi was thinking the same.

"It's possible... I know my brother the best and he always desired beautiful things. And I bet he's turning furious when he knows that I'm the one to keep his little poet", Suga answered with a slight smirk now aimed at the beauty in front of him.

Suga went to grab Taehyung's wrists and the boy flinched but Suga simply untied his hands before he leaned closer until his lips were close to Taehyung's ear.

"Welcome to the rebels' camp, doll."

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I knowww I'm pretty inactive atm and I'm sorry for that, but my exams are coming up and I have like NO free time and the less time I have, I spend mostly being exhausted so please excuse the lack of updates, babies.

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