Growing up in a kingdom in Seoul, Yoongi learned many things in order to become the future ruler. But, his knowledge of running a whole kingdom never taught him what to do in the case of falling love.

When he was little, he stumbled upon a servant boy, clinging onto his mother as she was kneeling on the ground moping it with her hands. Yoongi smiles, walking up to the boy, "Hi!"

The little servant boy was shy, and hides himself away in his mother's back as she stopped what she was doing to look at the small prince, whimpering, "Mommy~"

"It's alright Jimin," she coos, kissing his head and she turns to bow her head to Yoongi, "Your Highness."

"Can he play!?" Yoongi points to Jimin, "I have no one to play with."

The woman, who is the boy's mother smiles, nudging her son to the prince, "He will play with you, of course, your highness. He's small though, be careful."

"How old are you Jiminie?" Yoongi asks, tilting his head cutely.

"Four," Jimin mumbles, his mother kissing his cheek and telling him to speak up.

"Cool! I'm six, come on let's play airplanes!"

From that small moment and on, Jimin and Yoongi grew to be the best of friends in the castle. Yoongi has been there for Jimin, like when his mother got sick and passed away. And Jimin has been there for everything Yoongi needed, like when he finally turned eighteen and was handed down the crown from his father. Yoongi is the new king of Seoul who was told to choose someone to be his personal servant, and Yoongi, of course, chose Jimin.

One thing he wasn't prepared for, was falling in love with the servant. Jimin felt the same, but he knows he will never be good enough for Yoongi. A servant boy, born and raised to be nothing more than the help, doesn't deserve to be married to the prince. They're the lower class, everyone will look down upon Yoongi if he were to ever marry Jimin.

Jimin sat under the tree where his mother was buried, watching the sun sink down and the sky grows darker. He hears twigs snapping and turns his head to see King Yoongi walking towards him, "I figured you would be here."

Jimin smiles, patting the ground beside him, "It wasn't the best day."

Yoongi hums, sitting beside the boy and sighing, "It's supposed to storm tonight. How late are you planning to stay out?"

"Just so I can get the memories from today wiped away," Jimin looks to Yoongi, noticing the twenty-six-year-old is picking the grass. He smiles a little, "What's on your mind?"

He sighs, "I have to get married."

Jimin's smile falls, "Oh."

Yoongi nods, running his hand through his hair. They were quiet for a moment before Jimin stands, angry tears threatening to spill, "Congratulations your majesty."

He runs off, Yoongi was right behind him and ends up grabbing his wrist to stop him. Jimin jerks away, turning away but was forced to look at Yoongi, "Jimin!"

"I love you Yoongi," Jimin sobs, his eyes spill over with tears and he breathing heavily, "I'm in love with you and see you marrying someone else will kill me-" Yoongi moves quickly, placing his lips on Jimin's and ignoring the sound of surprise the younger made when their lips touched. It was like electricity ran through them when they connected, Yoongi let the feeling process before tracing his tongue against the outline of Jimin's lips. Jimin allows him to deepen the kiss, and both were leaning against a nearby tree now as Yoongi's tongue roams Jimin's mouth.

Jimin pulls away panting, now realizing somehow Yoongi had leaned them both against a tree so they wouldn't lose their footing. Jimin looks into his eyes, Yoongi showing the same emotions running through them, "I love you too Jimin."

"We can't do this," Jimin places his hands on Yoongi's chest, "You'll be married off to a woman for the queen's position. They'll behead me if they find out-"

"They won't have to know," Yoongi whispers, cupping Jimin's cheeks, "Jiminie, I have loved you ever since I laid eyes on you when we were kids. I don't want anyone else to have my heart, but you."

Jimin sighs, tilting his head up a little to kiss Yoongi once more before pulling away, "No one can know Yoongi. Word spreads like wildfires around here, and if someone knows the whole castle will know and they'll kill not only me but you as well."

Yoongi nods, taking Jimin's hand in his and pulls him back for one more kiss before the two separate for the night. Every other night, to not raise suspicion, the two meet at the tree on the hill and share a few kisses and hold one another. The day came for Yoongi to marry princess Minji of Daegu. She became queen and on the night they commemorated their marriage, Yoongi had to make love to her which hurt his heart on the inside. There had to be witnesses for the event, so her consorts were present...and so was Jimin.

When it was over, Yoongi left the quarters for his own private quarters, seeing Jimin in there curled up in a ball on top of his bed. He was sobbing into the pillow, the pain in his heart was too much and he wasn't sure if he could handle this. Yoongi crawls into bed right beside him and kisses his neck gently, "Jiminie."

"That was the hardest thing I had to witness, being your lover," Jimin cries, turning over and cuddling into Yoongi, "I wanted that to be us. I wanted us to give ourselves to one another!"

"I know Minie," the King sighs.

"Did you spill your seed in her?" Jimin asks after a moment of silence, looking up in worry.

"No," Yoongi denies, "I couldn't. I can't bear to look at the woman, I only have eyes for you."

Jimin frowns, "But, what will happen when they request for an heir?"

Yoongi kisses him, cupping his cheeks, "Hopefully, you'll give me one."

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For the first two weeks of Yoongi's marriage, they've been nothing but busy with getting the queen settled into her role and changing things about the castle she didn't like. Yoongi barely saw Jimin, and that made the younger's heartbreak.

Jimin was washing Yoongi's clothes by the river, he hears twigs and leaves crunching and turns to see Yoongi standing behind him. He turns back to the clothes and continues to scrub them, not paying any mind to the king. Yoongi sits beside him, "Minie?"

Jimin doesn't respond, wringing the article of clothing out from the water and placing it in the basket. He stands to walk away and Yoongi grabs his hand, "Jimin."

Jimin folds his arms across his chest, "Your Highness, I must get the washing done."

"Are you seriously going to treat me like this because I haven't been able to see you for a while?" Yoongi scoffs, turning the servant to face him.

Jimin turns his back to him, walking off with the basket, and Yoongi follows him. Now he was getting angry, "Jimin!" The tone and the way he said his name made the servant stop and his heart race. Yoongi turns him back around, "Please, talk to me."

Jimin stares into his eyes, the King's eyes were full of nothing but concern for the other, he drops the basket and attaches his lips to Yoongi's. Yoongi responds, kissing him back with as much hunger, picking him up and setting him on his waist. Jimin moans, his head tilts back when Yoongi's lips attach to Jimin's neck and sent pleasure through his veins.

"I want you," Jimin pants, kissing Yoongi again, "Please your highness."

Yoongi doesn't hesitate, laying Jimin on the ground and removing his trousers, revealing the intimate parts of Park Jimin. He was already hard, the tip was leaking precum from his arousal. Yoongi leans down and wraps his lips around the tip, Jimin's hips jerk up, "Ohhh!! Please, please Yoon-ah!" Yoongi takes his whole length in his mouth, swallowing when the tip hits the back of his throat.

Jimin pants, his hands are in Yoongi's hair and gripping the strands tightly. His knees buckle when Yoongi's hand caresses his balls, "Yoongi-"

Yoongi instantly pulls off and bends Jimin's knees back. He takes the time to strip off Jimin's clothes and his own, stroking his hardening cock to stand at its full potential. The servant boy's eyes widen when he takes in the sight of Yoongi's fully erect cock, wondering now why he's never paid attention the night he and the queen concealed their marriage.

Two of Yoongi's fingers pry themselves into Jimin's mouth, "Get them nice and slippery for me my love."

Jimin obeys, his tongue and saliva playing a glorious role in slickening up Yoongi's fingers until he felt as if they were slippery enough. The older removes them, bringing his hand down to Jimin's entrance as he replaces his fingers with his lips against Jimin's. While he kisses Jimin with so much love, he slips in a finger slowly, thrusting them in and out of the heat that will soon be wrapped around him. Jimin pants, his small moans, and whimpers turn to him holding his breath as the pleasure scores through his body.

Yoongi kisses his temple, "Let me hear you, I want to listen to your moans, your whimpers, your cries, and screams."

"But what about-"

"I don't care if anyone sees us or hears us, this is between us," Yoongi winks, slowly adding a second finger. His thumb strokes his taint right underneath his ballsack, Jimin's moans are louder until he jerks suddenly. His moans get caught in his throat as he whimpers, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, "Hit that spot again." Yoongi angles his fingers and brushes the gland inside his lover, Jimin's moans grew higher in pitch, "Yes!! Right there right there!!"

Yoongi strokes it a couple of times with the tips of his fingers before he removes them. Jimin whines, making grabby hands for him. Yoongi chuckles, taking his cock into his hands and giving it a few more strokes, making it even harder if that was even possible. They adjust themselves to where Yoongi is sitting on the ground on top of his shirt, Jimin on his lap. The king then moves Jimin up, making him hover over his cock and slowly places him on the tip.

Jimin's whines get caught in his throat again as he slowly sinks down on the king's cock. Jimin sobs, the stretch burned like hell and made him feel so full. Yoongi's kisses being placed all over his face is the only thing that is keeping him grounded and distracted enough for Yoongi to continue entering him. Finally, Jimin manages to take all of Yoongi's girth, bottoming out on his lap and all Yoongi can do is shower him in praises.

Jimin allows Yoongi to hold his hips and make him bounce at a steady pace, teaching him the rhythm before Jimin gathers the courage to take over. They start at a slow pace, Jimin letting out soft moans with each bounce. They matched perfectly with Yoongi's, the smacking sound of their skin couldn't be heard thanks to the flow of the river. Jimin pants, his sweaty forehead being placed on Yoongi's, "I want you to finish in me."

Yoongi flips them over, keeping himself in his lover as he thrusts faster into him. Jimin moans louder, crying out at the overstimulation, "Yoongi! Yoongi!!"

Yoongi grunts, loving the way Jimin's ass sounded when it was being smacked by his scrotum, and he loved the way Jimin's face completely melted in pleasure. Jimin's eyes were screwed shut until Yoongi cups his cheek with one hand, continuing to thrust into him, "Jimin. Look at me."

Jimin opens his eyes, they were watery and Yoongi nearly busted right there. He keeps it together though, wanting this to be special, "I love you Jiminie, cum with me."

Jimin pants, nodding quickly until he feels the euphoria bubble over and his head falls back onto the ground. He moans with each thrust Yoongi made to his prostate, his eyes were starting to grow heavy and rollback. Yoongi loves the sight honestly. The king spills his seed deep inside the younger, groaning and grunting while thrusting slightly to ride out both of their highs. He thrusts harshly a couple of times into JImin, until he pulls out to see semen leaking out of that beautifully red, puffy hole of his lover.

He kisses Jimin's tummy, nuzzling it with the tip of his nose, "I want you to have my baby Jiminie."

"Oh no! Yoongi, the Queen!" Jimin starts to panic, pushing the king off of him and trying to stand but his legs won't cooperate. It almost hurts to do so, "What if she finds out!? She'll have me killed Yoongi!"

"I told her about you Jimin," Yoongi admits, "about us."

Jimin's eyes water and he sobs, "Why would you do that?! She's going to kill me! Kill us!"

"No, she's a queen now and we agreed to part ways. She'll still be married to me to keep her status, but she'll move back to her kingdom and rule there. With her lover. And she gave me her blessing to marry you. The only reason we married one another was to form a treaty with our families and merge our armies in case of a battle."

Jimin doesn't know what to say next as Yoongi pulls his shirt out from under them and reveals Yoongi's mother's ring, "Will you be my new Queen Jiminie?"

Jimin couldn't believe the sight, but doesn't hesitate to nod and bring Yoongi in his arms, "Yes!!"

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The ceremony was beautiful. They managed to get the wedding set up and ready as soon as the queen left to rule her land two months after Yoongi's proposal. Yoongi couldn't be happier, he was finally marrying his choice of love, his future ruler by his side. Jimin was put through a series of tests and succeeded all of them to become queen.

As the music rang through the royal halls and people danced as they've never danced before, King Yoongi and Queen Jimin sit on their thrones and watch with fond smiles. Later that night, they seal their marriage traditionally with endless lovemaking, and afterward, before they fell asleep, Jimin whispers in Yoongi's ear, "I'm with child."

Nine months have passed now, over time Yoongi fell more and more in love with Jimin as he watched his belly grow with their first child. His child, his heir to his throne. Jimin finally went into labor in the early evening and is now delivering their child early into the next day.

Yoongi sat behind him and grips his hands tightly as Jimin screams as he pushes. He pushes and pushes until finally, they heard tiny cries coming from the mid wife's hands. She places the child on Jimin's chest, the baby wiggles and cries in the towel she has him wrapped in. It's a boy, the new prince, "Hello my little prince, my little Jihyun," Jimin coos, kissing his son's gunky forehead and cries.

Yoongi chuckles, brushing his son's long, wet hair back with his finger gently, "Welcome to the world, my son."

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Hello! Another old one shot of mine I'm getting out to you guys to read. I'm editing all of these because let's be honest some of my old work is cringy and needed a little face lifting. I have three more left to post and then I'll be all caught up with my one-shots! Once I finish those, I'll finish Rekindled and Inhuman so I can focus on other works I have planned for you all to read. 🥰