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ｄｒａｇｏｎ ａｕ

A princess leaned against a doorframe with a pout. Her fingers gently gripping the frame as her doe eyes looked upon her father. She was wearing a puffy pink dress with ruffles bouncing off the skirt. Her sleeves puffy with a large bow tied around her waist. Her hair was down with a pink flower clip pushing some of her wavy hair off her face. Her white flats hidden underneath her puffy dress. The room she was in was all white with golden trims and a huge crystal chandelier. The bright sun from outside was the only thing lighting up the room.

"Oh please father! Don't get rid of it! He's so cute! Just look at him!" She whined, pointing towards the beige color creature. It was so small, squirming around in the tight hold a knight held it. It's wings trying desperately to escape and fly up. It's large golden eyes were wide with fear and it's horns set neatly in its head. The claws barely doing any damage to its captive.

The king sighed at his daughters actions. They just received this flying creature from a mission trying to steal some jewels that was owned by the king. The sentence for its crime was death. There's a reason why dragons never cross the boarders. They feared the man species to an extent to never cross their boarders. But that didn't apply to all dragons such as this young one who squirmed. And some had some audacity to kill humans for fun. It was too dangerous to have this small thing running around even if he was young.

"Y/n, sweetheart he's a dragon and he broke the rules we set to keep us and the dragons safe. Not only that but he broke the law from stealing. That's completely unacceptable according to law." Her father explained. Y/n frowned, stomping her way towards her father. She was small compared to him. It wasn't her fault necessarily since she was only 7 years old. She placed her clenched fists on her hips with a glare. The knights surrounding her father bit back their laughter and remained unfazed. She resemble a dwarf getting angry at a giant.

"Yeah but he's tiny like me! And if you kill him then that's like killing me! Besides you promised I can have a pet! And I told you I've been wanting a dragon!" Y/n huffed. Her father sighed, regretting for spoiling her so much.

"Sweetheart dragons are not pets. I'm not even sure if they can be tamed. You can't have a dragon. Why not a dog or a bird or-"

"No! I want him! And him only!" Y/n stomped her foot down as she raised her voice. The dragon stayed quiet, listening to the way it was playing out. Her father sighed heavily knowing he was not getting anywhere with this.

"Fine. But the moment he turns against you, he's immediately out do you understand?"

"Yes! I understand! He'll be the nicest dragon in the WHOLE kingdom!"

🐉Eleven Years later 🐉

"Jimin!" Y/n whispered near her balcony. She anxiously tapped her fingers against the concrete patio. The music in the background quietly played while people were in the main ballroom. She was wearing a golden dress with trifles bouncing each time she walked. Her dress was low to show a skin of her coverage and showed her bare shoulders. Her hair down with a golden clip to keep her hair out of her face. Her eyes searching through the dark sky, only seeing whatever the moon lit up.

Finally a beige dragon flew in front of her. It's scales having a golden hue to it from the moon. It's golden eyes now staring at the princess. The wings quietly flapping, creating gushes of wind that blew her hair. It perched onto the balcony, it's long tail carefully circling around her as it brought its head down towards her, tilting its head. It wonder what was wrong for her to seem distress.

Y/n raised her hand to gently pet the dragon with a sigh of relief. Her other hand lightly scratching under his chin. The dragon let out a purr like sound, enjoying her warmth.

"Thank goodness. I don't know what I'll do without you. It's tiring being around all those people, ugh so boastful. Do you know how many men came up to me to ask for my hand in marriage? Ugh ridiculous. I know what they all want, my throne. As if." Y/n scoffed, pulling her hand away to walk out of the balcony. The dragon followed close behind her, giving out a huff in response to her rant.

"I know! The audacity of some people! As if I'll easily give my right to the throne to anyone! Ugh it's so annoying Jimin!" She raged with annoyance. Jimin followed her towards the main hallway as he huffed in agreement. His head lightly nuzzling against her small body. Y/n smiled, giggling to herself.

"You needs them when all I need is you! Your so loyal and aren't greedy like those men. Your just perfect and my best friend." Y/n cooed, placing a kiss on his scaly forehead. The dragon let out another purr sound, just drowning in her affection.

"Surely you don't really mean that princess." This caused Jimin to tensed and growl at the new figure. Y/n blinked, watching as the mysterious man who walked towards her. He had curly hair that slid into a mullet. His ocean eyes flickering in mischief while his hand held a glass of wine. He was wearing a black coat that reached to the back of his claves, a grey dress shirt neatly button and tucked into his back trousers. Y/n frowned, but immediately turned her face into a blank one. She placed her clenched fist on her hip while her other hand scratched Jimin's scaly head. But the dragon was still on guard just like his owner. If anything, this was sadly a common occurrence. A man who thinks can change her views or tried to kill her. Either way she has Jimin to kill them, and the dragon has no shame in that. Anything to protect his princess.

"I mean it. Especially about the thing I said about Jimin. And you are?" Y/n asked, her expression blank. Really Y/n didn't really care about what his name or of any sort, she just didn't want to appear rude. After all, she still was a polite princess. Unless proven otherwise she would treat him kindly. Which never lasts long because men tend to show their true colors rather quickly which is something the princess has caught on. The man chuckled, a deep chuckle echoing in the empty hallways. He placed his hand in his pocket as his other hand held his glass of red wine.

"Where are my manners, I'm Prince Taehyung from Xing. The neighbor-"

"Yes I'm aware the neighboring kingdom, Xing. I didn't expect you to personally come here at the anniversary of our kingdom." Y/n hummed, now crossing her arms over her chest as the dragon slowly curled around her. She was showing clear disinterested in this conversation, and for one thing he wasn't even remotely frighten of her dragon. Jimin seem to notice this also and was more on high alert. That usually meant they are used to seeing dragons and have no problem killing them on sight. Not like Y/n would even allow it or Jimin wouldn't even give the chance to think about it.

"Well your father invited my father to discuss some manners. Your kingdom, Kai, such an interesting name, is actually quiet lovely. But I'm certainly surprise seeing the princess has a pet dragon. And even gave it a name." Taehyung chuckled, taking a sip out of his wine. For whatever reason that rubbed Y/n the wrong way. His presence was already causing her to grow uneasy and she wanted to punch him square in the face for saying that. The princess had such different views about dragons that people like him made her want to bury them alive.

"Of course he has a name. It's Jimin. And he's not a pet. He's my companion, my best friend and protector. Don't belittle him." Y/n glared at the prince, clenching her fist. Jimin sensed her uneasiness, eyeing her for a moment before growling at Taehyung. The vibe he was getting from him was off.

"Ah right whatever. You princesses just get emotionally attached to anything don't you? No wonder you guys are so unfit to rule your kingdoms and having to be set into an arrange marriage. And yet here you are complaining about it with your pet dragon." Taehyung hummed, swirling the cup of wine.

"You have some audacity to talk down to me in my kingdom. Don't start on who's more unfit to rule when you men have it the way it is now. A war with the dragon species just because you all have superiority issues." Y/n seethed. Before the male could even reply, another handsome man rushed towards the prince side. He looked out of breath and his brown hair a bit messy. His plump lips cleared his throat as he straighten his posture.

"Kim Taehyung! Where have you been? Father has been searching for a you!" The man yelled. Taehyung scoffed, averting his eyes towards his glass. He merely waved off the tall handsome man.

"What? Just to discuss his useless plans with the king? We don't need their help for the war. We are completely fine the way it is. We are clearly more stronger than the dragon species. We are the superior species."

"That's the same mentally that got us into this war." Y/n sighed, her fingers gently scratching Jimin's scaly head. She looked bored and uninterested in this conversation. Finally the male looked at her with wide eyes.

"Oh my gosh! The princess! I'm deeply sorry about my brother! I'm Kim Seokjin the eldest prince. Please forgive my brother for his words, he's not the smartest person when it comes to treaties." Seokjin apologized with a bow. Y/n shrugged, crossing her arms over her chest.

"No need to apologize for his mistakes it's his own, and his only. No one should apologize for his stupidity." Y/n said, giving a courtesy bow in return. Seokjin cleared his throat as he shifted in his spot. The way Jimin was staring at them both was causing him to grow uneasy.

"Is that your-"

Seokjin cleared his throat again as it suddenly went dry. His brown eyes staring up towards the large dragon circling around the princess. Jimin feeling his stare, stared down at the anxious prince. A little smirk itched it's way towards his lips loving the fear he can crest within man.

"Dragon? Yes. His name is Jimin. He's actually quite nice and loves cuddles. But he can sense a persons true intentions with just one smell. He's quite amazing actually." Y/n smiled slightly, biting her tongue from overly praising Jimin. Jimin seem to stand straighter and held his head high, loving the praise Y/n showered him. Taehyung scoffed, scanning the dragon up and down.

"He's too short to be a dragon."

Jimin growled, smoke huffing out of his nose. His golden eyes narrowed down at Taehyung. Seokjin nudged Taehyung with his elbow with a glare.

"Jimin isn't small. His name is Jimin right? I'm saying right?"

Y/n laughed and nodded growing quite fond with the eldest prince. If Jimin was eased with him it means Seokjin meant no harm. Now Taehyung on the other hand was a different story. They both felt uneasy towards him so Jimin was still on guard.

"Yes his name is Jimin. My protector, best friend and companion. I received him when I was a little girl. He's been by my side ever since and keeps me safe." Y/n explained, her hand gently running through his wings. Jimin nuzzled his head towards her head with another purr like nose. He loved her affection and wanted nothing more.

"He seems like he's nice. Kinda like a big cat. You know I've never seen a dragon up this close. Even less with a human. No wonder father wants to work with yours." Seokjin said in awe. Y/n chuckled, leaning her head against Jimin's scaly one. 

"Yes well not all dragons are cruel bloodthirsty beasts. They are actually quiet the opposite. They are very calm and love to be showered with affection. Jimin here is sweet but very protective. Dragons tend to be very protective with their love ones. Also very territorial. So when we cross their boarders they felt the need to protect it. It's only the way they are built." Y/n's eyes landed towards Taehyung as she spoke. Taehyung scoffed, drinking down the last bit of his wine.

"I beg to differ. Dragons were proven to be aggressive and out for bloodshed. Just because your pet is tamed doesn't mean all the others are. We had to cross those boarders. There was gold in their land! We men are explorers! We need to expand our lands-"

"Imperialism is strangely only popular among men." Y/n scowl. She walked towards the tall man with gritted teeth, her hand gripping the collar of his shirt and yanking him down to her height.

"You dare speak so little about Jimin or any dragons again and I'll have him cook you alive. If that doesn't scare you then I'll be the one personally to bury you alive." Y/n growled out, pushing him back. Taehyung stumbled at the sudden push with slight wide eyes. He wasn't expecting the princess to be so strong. Jimin let out a growl ready to blow off some steam if he needed to. Literally not figuratively.

"Ah! I'm so sorry princess!-"

"It's fine Seokjin. I will not have you apologize for his stupidity. He should be the one to admit when he's in the wrong." Y/n glared at the tall male. Taehyung still looked startled, his eyes slightly wide.

"But I'll be going now. It was a pleasure meeting you prince Seokjin. Let's go Jimin." Y/n walked forward, calling the dragon. Jimin growled one more time at Taehyung before following Y/n. Taehyung huffed, clenching onto the wine cup.

"You really have a way with words with women. You should write a book on "How to Flatter Woman and her Pet Dragon in a few words." You could've just stayed home." Seokjin scoffed, embarrassed for Taehyung's behavior. But it's not like the latter cared about what the princess thought. He merely only cared about one thing. Taehyung flickered his gaze towards his elder brother.

"No. I needed to know if it was true or not."

"That what was true?"

"That the princess really tamed a dragon."

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"Stupid prince! Who does he even think he is?! Ugh!" Y/n yelled, flopping on her bed. Jimin was laying his head on the mattress while making sure his tail didn't hit any furniture. It occasionally flickered, making soft thumps on the ground. He quietly listened to her scream and yell about how stupid the prince was. Not like he disagree with her. He hated him too, just of the sole purpose of belittling the princess.

Y/n sighed, rolling on her side to face the dragon. She raised her hand to gently stroke his head.

"Honestly I wish people could understand how amazing you are. Your so sweet and polite. I've only ever seen you aggressive when someone bad comes towards me."

Y/n looked at the dragon hazily, her body drowning into the sheets. She was slowly growing limp. The exhaustion catching up to her. Jimin gave her same stare, his eyes hooded and pupils expanding at the sight of her. Rather he wanted to admit or not, the dragon had a secret. Well he had multiple secrets. But there was one that he wished he could tell her.

"I wish you were a prince. Because if you were a man-" Y/n yawned, subconsciously curling up towards the dragon. Her hand tiredly stroking his head.

"-I would marry you." She mumbled, her eyes fluttering close. Jimin blinked at her statement, pulling his head away from her touch. He was surprised but he couldn't give a reaction since her body limply laid on the bed. Her feet dangling from the bed with her fancy shoes still on. Jimin huffed in annoyance knowing this isn't the first time she slept with her gowns.

Jimin gently nip her dress to tug her to the center of the bed. Y/n mumbled in her sleep, finally getting comfortable on her bed. Next, Jimin nudged off her expensive shoes. Soft thuds echoed in the quiet room. He then as softly and gently as he could, nip off her clip to let her hair freely fall. Jimin walked towards her balcony and gently tugged the curtains close. Luckily the doors were closed so he didn't have to worry about that.

Finally, he blew out the candle that lit up the room and wadded to gently place the duvet over her shoulders. Y/n snuggled in her bed with a smile, cuddling into her pillow. Jimin rose his head to stare at the princess.

His princess.

He then nudged down to lightly touch her face. He lightly cooed and purred at her warmth.

'I would marry you too if I could my princess.'

"Because I love you."

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Y/n woke up the next morning with loud banging coming from her door. She groaned, hiding under her blankets.

"Go away or I'll make Jimin bite you!" She threatened, her voice coming out a lot deeper than usual. But at the moment, Y/n could careless about it. The banging suddenly stopped making her believe that whoever was behind the door was finished.

"That's very rude to say to your favorite cousin." A deep voice spoke. Y/n scrambled off her bed to finally meet gentle golden eyes. Her lips twitched into a smile despite her hair being all over her face. The pale man stood by her door with a raised eyebrow. His black hair pulled back to expose his forehead with one hand in his pocket. Y/n jumped off her bed with a wide smile, throwing her arms around him.

"Yoongi! I didn't know you were coming!" Y/n giggled, squeezing him in a embrace. Yoongi grunted realizing how strong she got. He could've sworn his back made a pop noise.

"Yeah well Uncle invited me so discuss some manners about the treaty he wants with Xing. I heard they visited yesterday at the ball?" Yoongi asked. Y/n groaned at the thought, pulling away from the hug with her hands up in the air.

"Don't remind me! Fricken Kim Taehyung had some audacity coming to my kingdom to insult Jimin! And me! Idiot! But Seokjin was much nicer, a bit nervous around Jimin but who isn't?" Y/n shrugged, taking the brush from her dresser to sooth out her tangles. Yoongi followed her in, looking around her room.

"It's not like he's a dragon or anything. By the way, wheres Jimin?" Yoongi asked. Y/n blinked, turning her head to face the empty room. She tied her hair in a ribbon with a frown.

"I actually don't know. He's usually here with me. He never leaves this room unless I tell him he can. But it's probably fine, he's probably out in the gardens. I should get his food ready." Y/n said, walking towards her closet.

"You sure he didn't run away?"

Y/n halt her actions, whipping her head to face the older male. She swallowed as she gripped the handles of her closet doors.

"What! N-No, Jimin loves being here. And he's my friend! He wouldn't leave! Don't say such nonsense!" Y/n scoffed, quickly searching through her closet. But her heart was pumping at the thought.

He wouldn't leave, right?

"Your highness!"

Y/n stopped her movements once again seeing a servant walk in her room.

"Yes Hoseok?"

The blonde man panted before clearing his throat, and wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

"The dragons prince is here to see you."

Y/n's eyes widen with horror, hiding behind Yoongi's tall figure. Yoongi raised his eyebrow at her, a bit confused at her behavior.

"That's today!?" She squeaked, gripping his coat. Yoongi rolled his eyes as he sighed.

'Oh that's why.'

"Yes your highness! He's requesting your presence at the throne room! The king is saying it's very urgent!"

Y/n whined, peeking out her head to face Hoseok.

"Alright I'll be there! Now shoo! I need to get ready!"

Hoseok blushed and nodded, slamming the door shut. Yoongi blinked at the sudden noise before looking over his shoulder to see his cousin throwing all her dresses from her closet.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Picking an outfit! I still have to be presentable! Unlike you who can just greet someone with boxers!" Y/n yelled. Yoongi laughed, facing the wall to give her some privacy.

"I have no shame in doing so. It's fine though, no one really cares. Look just pick one. You should totally wear the pink one." Yoongi snickered. Y/n threw her pink dress at him causing him to stumble and fall in the ground.

"Hey!-"

"You better not get up I'm changing!!"

"You little brat!"

"Your the idiot who barged in my room!"

Hoseok stood outside the room with nervous chuckle as he heard them bicker. A sigh leaving his lips, shaking his head. He can't believe he's dealt with their shenanigans for nearly 11 years. And it's the same thing over and over again.

"Those two are so terrible with each other."

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Y/n patted her blue dress as she waited by the large doors that led straight into the throne room. Yoongi was beside her, also patting the wrinkles on her dress, trying to make her appear some what presentable.

"All because you decided to wrestle with me!" Yoongi whispered. Y/n huffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder and fixing her diamond choker. Yoongi helped her place on her diamond earrings with a scowl on his face.

"Your just salty you lost. You just don't wanna admit it because I'm a girl."

"That's not the reason! Are you still training with Jackson?!" He whispered shouted, finishing clipping on her earrings. He was now patting down her loose hair strands. Y/n scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Of course I am! I gotta learn to defend Jimin too!"

"He's a fricken dragon! He doesn't need any defending!"

"You don't know that!"

"I do know that! That's why we're losing this war, brat!"

"Serves us right! We're egotistic about everything and anything." Y/n huffed. Yoongi sighed, pinching his nose bridge. He scrunched up his face in frustration.

"You look like a troll!"

"And you smell like an ogre."

"Why you-"

The doors suddenly opened, causing both to tense and stand more properly. Y/n walked through the doors with her back straight and head high. Yoongi followed not too far behind her in the same posture. Y/n wanted the sudden urge to slouch but kept her stance. Her father beamed at her sight, clasping his hands together. Next to him was the king of Xing, an old man about the same age as her father.

Next to them both was a much younger man with dirty blonde hair, pulled back to expose his forehead. His golden eyes staring at them both. His suit looked quite different than what Y/n was used too. It had a long tail on the back of the coat with silver swirls. He had two pointed horns resting in his head, a tail that was a bit too familiar flickered behind him. Some scales gently hugged the apple of his cheeks. He was smiling, having his own hands clasped together. A golden vine crown gently laid on his head which was completely different then her silver one.

"Ah! Darling! Your finally here! I'm glad you greeted your cousin." Her father beamed. Y/n did a courtesy bow before standing straight.

"Yes well he is my favorite cousin."

"I'm your only cousin." Yoongi corrected. Y/n bit her tongue from laughing as she flickered her gaze towards the taller male with a poised expression. She remained calm and collected despite the sudden urge to laugh.

"A more reason for you to be my favorite cousin." Y/n said. Yoongi inhaled sharply through his nose trying to bite down his snarky remark.

"Ah I see you guys do get along. That's wonderful!" The dragon prince beamed, his eyes nearly turning into crescents. For whatever reason that made a familiar feeling spread in Y/n's chest.

"Ah where's my manners. I'm Park Jimin, heir to the throne of the dragons." The man introduced himself. Yoongi accidentally let a chuckle slip past his lips.

"That's also the name of her dragon."

Y/n glared at the older male, nudging his gut. Yoongi grunted, rubbing his sore spot.

"Forgive him, he's idiot." Y/n said as she rolled her eyes.

"Yes I've heard. You've tamed a dragon, yes?" Jimin asked, giving a fond smile. Y/n blinked a bit taken back at his soft expression. She nodded her head, her own eyes softening.

"Yes. He's my best friend. I don't really consider him a pet. He's also a great listener and protector. I've had him since I was a child. He's been by my side." Y/n smiled softly.

"Which reminds me, where is Jimin?" Her father asked. Y/n stiffened, before clearing her throat.

"He's in the gardens father."

Her father raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's surprising he's usually around you all the time. He's so overprotective towards you it's nearly scary."

"Well yes, dragons tend to protect their treasure." Jimin piped in with a smile. Y/n blinked, pointing towards herself.

"Me?"

"Yes! He considers you treasure! It's a high praise in dragon terms."

"Oh well then, guess I'm honored to be consider such."

"You must've done something amazing for a dragon to even consider you as such, I say from this factor alone you must be a really good person." Jimin was beaming, his cheeks bones high and his eyes so small from his smiling. Y/n only gave a nervous smile in return, feeling heat rush up her cheeks.

"I suppose so, why thank you your highness." Y/n bowed politely before standing straight.

"I know! My daughter is actually the one who gave me the idea of pursing your kingdom. And have plans with your country Wyvern. Which reminds me, sweetie I have some good news." Her father suddenly beamed, placing a hand on her shoulder. Y/n looked over her shoulder to look at her father, puzzled. Even Yoongi looked at the King confused.

"For the treaty to pass, I would like to announce your engagement to," Her father gestures towards Jimin who had a shy smile and rosy cheeks. His next words left both Yoongi and Y/n in utter shock.

"-Park Jimin, the Dragon Prince of Wyvern."

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Y/n bursted through her room doors ignoring the cries of her father. Just how could he? Engaged? To a dragon Prince? Just because she's tamed one doesn't automatically suit her to marry one! Y/n slammed her doors shut, locking them and leaning her back against them.

Her father always promised her freedom to marry whoever she wanted, yet here she was, engaged to some man she literally just met for peace. Sure this is what she wanted for many years but she didn't wanted it this way. To her it felt like she was just a mere object, a game piece in this game of chess. Did her father really view her this way?

"Y/n! Darling please this is really immature of you. Must you really leave the prince like that? We are trying to make peace like you wanted darling!" Her father yelled behind her doors. Y/n glared at the white doors, before pushing herself off.

"No! This isn't what I wanted! You promised me free of marriage! Now I'm suddenly engaged to a dragon prince?! Don't get me wrong it isn't because he's a dragon, no it's because my father failed to even converse with me about it! And now my wedding to the prince in a mere month?! Do I not mean anything to you father?" Y/n was breathing heavily at this point. Nothing but anger fueled her actions.

"Y/n please understand I'm trying to establish peace-!"

"Right by giving up your daughter right? That's how you establish peace right?!"

"Darling I've given you everything up to this point, do something for your kingdom for once and not divide it like you always have with your ideals!" Her father splat angrily.

"It's time for you to grow up and be a princess. You are to marry Jimin in a month. A month you hear me?! Only then will your childish dream of dragons and humans living together will come true!" With an angry kick to the door, her father finally left her. Y/n had tears filling her eyes while clenching onto her dress. Her heart broke twice that day and another when her dragon never returned that day.

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Y/n never felt so dull in her life, her eyes drained of any life and will to live. Yoongi was patting down the wrinkles in her wedding dress. He hasn't said a word but occasional glare at the door told her enough. He was just as mad about this wedding as her. He was the only she allowed in the room moments before and after her wedding. It was now the reception, Yoongi was fixing minor details on her dress like he always did. Y/n really didn't want to greet the people and would rather rot in her room before she leaves with the prince tonight. That mere thought that caused tears to swell up in her eyes once more.

Yoongi halt his actions, his eyes filling with sadness. The last time he's ever seen her like this was when her mother died. Yoongi raised his hand to cup her cheek and softly stroke her cheek with his thumb.

"Come on troll, no crying. Your makeup with get ruined." He teased softly. Y/n let a laugh slip out, sniffling.

"Right."

"I'm sure the prince isn't all bad." Yoongi reassured, his other hand petting her hair but being gentle with her crown and bouncing curls. Y/n looked at the mirror with her reflection on it.

"I know. He's quite sweet I suppose. Just I didn't want to get marry so young Yoongi. I really wanted to wait a bit longer and maybe to someone I love. And my best friend is gone, my god Yoongi." Her lips trembled, the tears threatening to fall.

"Hey hey, it's okay. It's going to be okay, I'm here for you. Don't worry." He soothed, his arms going around her figure. Y/n hugged him, laying her head on his chest. She bit back her tears, trying to not mess up the hours of makeup she had on her face.

"Well you visit me everyday?" She whispered out. Yoongi chuckled, a sad smile on his lips. His own heart sinking at her words. Despite their nonsense of bickering, Yoongi genuinely cared for her. He was stuck to her side for years and she couldn't imagine going to another land and never see him.

"Of course, every day so much you'll get sick of me."

Before Y/n could respond, a knock was heard. Y/n pulled herself away from Yoongi, inhaling sharply before speaking.

"Come in."

A maid came in, her eyes timid and scared. Everyone in her kingdom was on the edge of having so many dragons in the castle.

"My lady?"

"Yes Yuki?"

"I didn't mean to bother you, but his highness Jimin is looking for you."

"Ah right. Tell him I'll be there, and please don't be afraid of the dragons. They mean no harm." Y/n gave a small reassuring smile trying ease the maid. Yuki swallowed and nodded, bowing her head and exiting the room. Yoongi looked down at Y/n sighing.

"You alright?"

"Yes I'm fine. I shouldn't be in here crying anyways. I am a princess after all, I have a duty to attend. My people are scared and it's my job to assured them." Y/n pushed herself away from him and walked towards the mirror to fix up her hair.

"Y/n-"

"Don't worry Yoongi I'm fine really." Y/n gave him a smile that didn't reach her eyes for once in his life, Yoongi has never seen Y/n so scared, so unsure. Y/n opened the door and left the room, her white veil trailed behind her.

She walked down the hallways with her hands in front of her, her back straight and her head high. Her dress was long and elegant, white with tips of soft blue on the edges. She looked dull but carried herself with a smile as she enter the ballroom. Everyone stopped and greeted her, raising their glasses. She felt the tension of both sides, dragons and humans. She swallowed thickly but gave a bow and another smile. She needed to reassured her people just like how her husband probably did as well.

"Sorry for my tardiness, but there's no need to fear these creatures they mean no harm. And the same goes for us, we mean no harm to you dragons who came a long way for this wedding. Please relax and enjoy yourselves." Once she finishes talking, she walked down the stairs her eyes scanning for her husband.

Husband.

That felt weird on her tongue. She supposed it could be worse, he could be cocky and rude but actually Jimin was sweet. He was kind and didn't force anything on her. The most he did was hold her hand but even his touches were limited. He was in fact a gentlemen.

"I suppose it could be worse." She mumbled, her eyes scanning the room for a light colored dragon.

"Ah your highness!"

Y/n turned her head to the voice, there Jimin smiled, rushing up the stairs she stood at. His hand was placed on the mid of her back, before leaning towards her ear.

"Are you alright? You look like you've been crying?" He whispered worriedly. Y/n glanced at him before giving him a weak smile.

"I'm fine. Yoongi was with me, just a bit homesick. But enough of that, how are the people?" Y/n whispered back, her steps slow as they both walked down the stairs. Her feet hurt from her heels but she ignored it.

"Tense. I feel from both sides. I've already reassured them but my assurances have done nothing. What do you suggest gem?" Y/n was slightly caught off guard with the nickname before quickly clearing her throat.

"Perhaps more public affection? After all, we didn't kiss for the wedding ceremony. Maybe that will assure them that we do get along in some ways." Y/n suggested but her throat was dry the moment those words left her lips. Jimin stopped his walking, his hand trailed down to rest on her hip. He creased his eyebrows just slightly.

"Are you sure about that? I know how wary you are about this marriage. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Jimin whispered worriedly.

These were one of the few times Y/n was truly thankful she didn't get to marry some other prince. Jimin was truly kind and she always felt guilty whenever she had some ill feelings about the wedding. She could at least do this for him and their kingdoms.

"It's alright Jimin. I'm aware, I'll be fine." Y/n reassured, placing her hand on his shoulder with a weak smile. Jimin placed a soft kiss on her forehead with a nod.

"Alright. Just tell me if I go overboard."

"I'll be alright. Come on we have to comfort our people."

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Months have passed and Y/n was still not used to the kingdom that was far from hers. Nor was she used to heat it brought. Seasons weren't really a thing in the kingdom and Y/n could barely handle the heat at times while the dragons got through it just fine. The heat was dreadful and those long dresses didn't help. But somehow Jimin was aware of her frail body was weak against the heat and would request fans set near her.

Yoongi kept his promise and visited every chance he got, telling her what was going on in her kingdom. It seem like the peace was finally helping with a few problems here and there but wasn't anything major. But there was a couple things bothering Yoongi that led him to this visit.

"I'm telling you, it's weird we haven't heard a thing from Xing. I heard Kim Seokjin took over the throne but has yet made any advances in your fathers kingdom." Yoongi explained. He was currently pacing around Y/n's large chambers. Y/n was sitting on her red couch while her lady in waiting was tidying her hair for the meeting she had later.

"Has father tried reaching out?"

"No. Uncle is worried Taehyung would have a say in it. He is still a prince to the Xing kingdom. But Taehyung has been strangely quiet since your wedding. It's just strange, Taehyung always had something to say." Yoongi placed his finger on his chin in thought. Y/n lightly swatted her lady in waiting to fully give Yoongi her attention.

"I'm sure it's nothing. Perhaps he can't say anything since father already has been through it." Y/n got up from her spot, patting down her dress.

"Yona?"

Her lady in waiting perked her head, her cheeks as rosy as her long curly hair. Her eyes were the color of cherries and big filled with innocence. She was a dragon just like everyone in this part of the kingdom. She has small horn nubs that were red and long red wings that dragged behind her occasionally. She was wearing a dark green dress that went to her ankles. Her tail was long but not as nearly as her wings. She was often clumsy and tripped over her tail or wings quite often. She was two years younger than Y/n, putting her at 16.

"Yes your highness?"

"Please it's just Y/n."

"Right I apologize your highness."

Y/n sighed letting out a small chuckle before speaking.

"Do you know when that meeting starts?"

"In two hours your highness. However Prince Jimin would like to see you an hour before." Yona explained, her blush still present on her pale skin. She was extremely shy and kept to herself most of the time, but she adored Y/n.

"Right. Should I go then?"

"Well you could spare a few minutes, I know you want to discuss something with Prince Yoongi. I could tell him if you want your highness?" Yona suggested with a soft smile.

"That would be nice actually, thank you Yona."

"Your welcome your highness-"

"Y/n."

"-I mean Y/n, now if you excuse me," Yona did a bow before leaving the room. Y/n turned to face Yoongi who looked at Yona a bit weird.

"I still can't get over the fact that's your lady in waiting. Well I can't get used to the fact your surrounded by dragons in general, but what do I expect? You tamed one so now you have everyone wrapped around your finger." Yoongi clicked his tongue with a teasing smile. Y/n rolled her eyes at his remark.

"Not everyone. And not everyone likes me. There's been times where other dragons have threatened me. It's a common occurrence sadly. Most dragons don't like humans the same way most humans don't like dragons." Y/n sat down on her couch once again looking stress. She rubbed her head with another headache coming through.

"Is everything fine?"

"No. Most people here don't accept me here so I always feel on the edge. I think Yona is the only person in this land that likes me."

"That's not true, Jimin does. I'm convinced that man is totally whipped for you." Yoongi chuckled. Y/n glared at Yoongi.

"What are you talking about? I'm sure he just tolerates me."

"Really? Buying you gifts nearly everyday, making the food you love, gives you permission to go from his kingdom to yours without any consent from him, and let's not forget how he always seems to know exactly what you need at the right time. This man loves you." Yoongi stated like it was the most obvious thing in the room.  Y/n pushed herself off the couch with her cheeks suddenly feeling hot.

"N-no. Your so stupid Yoongi I swear! Look that's not it, god he's just putting an act-"

"No he's not and you know it. This man has had an eye on you for you knows how long if he's already this whipped for you. It's probably the reason why he was so shy when your engagement was announced. This man clearly is bewitch by you. There's no use in denying that Y/n." Yoongi casually slouched on the couch. Y/n turned to face him, her cheeks feeling hotter.

"Your annoying." Y/n grumbled. Yoongi grinned lazily, and casually shrugged.

"I know. Now what was it really you wanted to discuss?" Yoongi's casual tone dropped to a serious one as he glanced over his shoulder to look at her. Y/n walked back to the couch and sat next to him with her hands on her lap.

"Has father been acting strange?"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, putting his arm on the couch rim that was behind Y/n. One leg rested on his other leg. He looked relaxed but his stare told otherwise.

"He has actually. How'd you know?"

"He hasn't responded to any of my letters and he's never there when I visit. Do you think he's hiding something?" Y/n side glanced at Yoongi.

"Perhaps. I don't know whatever it is he's purposely keeping me out of it. He's been acting quite jittery and jumpy whenever I'm around. I think it has something to do with you." Yoongi flickered his stare at her. Y/n tensed and nervously bit her lip.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because typically recently anything to do with the kingdom of Wyvern, he keeps me out of it. See in the kingdom your next in line for the throne but because you were sent off to marry a prince in a different land-"

"-thanks for reminding me of my misfortunes."

"-your welcome, that right goes to me until I become of age which would be in a year. Since your father only had you, it passes down to me automatically since I'm his brothers son. But he has yet included me in any affairs with the dragon kingdom and only tells me to focus on our kingdom Kai affairs. Which is strange because even my father is included in those affairs and he's not even part of your kingdom. I think since he knows we're so close, that he doesn't bother telling me whatever he's planning because it has something to do with you." Yoongi explained, emphasizing on the last part. Y/n listened, leaning her head on his arm in thought.

"You might be right. Just because he's been so off. Do you think it has something to do with the kingdom of Xing? Why they've been so wary?"

"Maybe not Xing itself, maybe it has something to do with prince Taehyung and the former King of Xing."

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Y/n sighed heavily that night, laying on her big mattress. The night was young and the sun was gone. She was in her nightgown while her lady in waiting left long ago. It was a long stressful day again. Even more so with how everyone had stared at her in that meeting. She loved dragons and didn't want to feel any ill towards them, but they were making increasingly difficult by the minute. Especially when they all glare down at her in important meetings such as those.

"If they don't like me then don't stare at me I swear." She groaned, tiredly rubbing her face with her palms. A knock was suddenly heard from her door, thinking it was Yona, Y/n mindlessly said, 'come in.'

"Y/n?"

Y/n blinked before immediately sitting up from her mattress. Her cheeks felt hot when her eyes landed on Jimin. He had his bangs down on his forehead with pouty lips and messy hair. He was wearing his sleep wear as well. He walked towards her, his wings trailing behind him. He looked worried, playing with his fingers.

"Oh Jimin. Sorry I thought you were Yona. Is something the matter?" Y/n placed her hands on her lap, curious to know why he was up so late.

"No. I just wanted to check on you, you seem really uncomfortable with the meeting we had earlier. Was perhaps the reason being them looking at you? I can tell them to stop you know." Jimin had now sat on her mattress but let a reasonable distance between them. Y/n only shook her head.

"No no. It's fine really Jimin. I know they do that to scare me. That and they don't really like me, I'm aware that much. But there's nothing I could do about that. Don't worry about it Jimin." Y/n flashed him a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Jimin frowned, his tail flickering in annoyance.

"What's not to like about you? Your so kind and caring, you've been nothing but nice to my kind. You've never been hassle or anything like that." Jimin was tempted to reach out and touch her hair but refrained not ever wanting to make her uncomfortable.

"Not everyone agrees Jimin and that's okay. Just the same way everyone would not fully accept you even when you been gentle with my people. It's going to happen regardless. Don't worry."

Jimin still couldn't help how his tail flickered in annoyance nor could he calm down the little licks of fire that accidentally slipped past his lips. Y/n had realized that about him. Anything his kind does to her that was consider unlawful he would flicked his tail and in some occasions have fire come out his lips. She bit her lip to keep back her laughter, there was times he would remind her of her own dragon.

Y/n looked down, her mood changing drastically. Jimin noticed, placing his hand on her back.

"Is something the matter?"

"Nothing I just miss my dragon." Y/n sighed sadly. Jimin went silent, averting her direction and looked at the wall instead.

"If he treasured me so much, why did he go away? You know about dragons and is the prince, do you know why he left?" Y/n whispered out desperately. Jimin snaked his arm around her waist, hiding his face into her neck surprising her. Y/n let out a small squeak, her body stiffening at the sudden gesture. He nuzzled against her neck, being careful not to poke her with his horns. His scales strangely felt familiar, it poking against her skin.

"He adored you, he really did. He kept you to himself like treasure. It's just he has things to do and couldn't hold them off anymore." He whispered, his arm tightening around her. Y/n looked down at him, but he refused to have her move, keeping his head hidden in her neck.

"Jimin?"

Jimin closed his eyes and hummed in response. He brisk in her warmth, holding her close something he's been holding back for months.

"Are you Jimin?"

Jimin chuckled, his hand rubbing against her side in up and down motion.

"My name is Jimin so therefore I'm the only Jimin." He said against her neck. Y/n felt a shiver run up her spine.

"B-but wait I have questions-"

"And I have answers." He pulled away from her neck and nuzzled her nose against his. He was being overly affectionate towards her which was new or perhaps something common if he was in his dragon form. Y/n felt her body grow hot, her body tensing.

"For one thing I am your Jimin. My real name is Park Jimin. I had written it in down on your papers when we were younger so you would choose that name for me even though that is my name. When I met you I was the second born heir of my throne. Your father had actually kidnapped me from my kingdom to go to war with them. However you decided to take me in with your constant begging that in some weird sense persuade your father into keeping me alive." Jimin looked into her eyes while he continued to speak.

"So your father made a deal with my father at the time after my father had found out what happened, by the time you were 18 we would be wed for the peace that my father craved. But while that was happening I had to stay with you to not arose suspicions between both lands. No one in no circumstances of both lands should find out what your father did. That could've started a war. So I stayed by your side for 11 years of your life only leaving at night to greet my father while you were sleeping. After the ball from a couple of months ago, I decided it was time to move quickly. The prince of Xing and your father were plotting something that wasn't in the treaty my father wished to have. It seems like your father caught on and is also moving quickly." Jimin explained. Y/n stared at him wide eyed, almost not believing the words coming from his mouth.

"But why?"

"Your father never liked dragons in the first place so he made the other kingdom Xing do all the dirty work since they had no treaty with us. So staying with you was my protection against them. Since the king actually wanted you to marry Prince Taehyung to make him king in the kingdom of Xing. As you know, both brothers are from different mothers. But the King of Xing wanted Taehyung to be the king, however according to tradition it must be the first born and Seokjin fell in that category."

"So father really didn't care about me? No wonder we have such a strong alliance witn Xing and why we support them during the war they have. What about Yoongi?" She was now gripping his arm with worry. Jimin soften his stare, kissing her cheek.

"Be assured gem, Yoongi didn't know. The king made sure he didn't, he knew how close you two were and Yoongi would have no hesitation to take your side regardless of the circumstances. But the alliance your father had with Xing, they knew. Both princes knew. Except if I recall, Prince Seokjin has been against it for years. Him being King has put a dent on your fathers plans as well as the younger Prince Taehyung. That was we were discussing in the royal room with my older brother, you know the green one-"

"That green one was your brother?" Y/n asked wide eyed. Jimin chuckled and nodded.

"His scales aren't actually green gem, it only appears like so when the sun hits but really his scales are blue. He is a blue dragon-"

"He looks kinda scary." She mumbled. Jimin chuckled again, leaning his head against her shoulder.

"I promise he's not."

"How come you and him look different?"

"That's because he's adopted but that's a Royal secret so don't be spreading that around. We keep that a secret so he can ascend the throne." Jimin explained with a soft smile.

"Oh. I'm so confused right now and my head hurts from all these things? I don't know what to call them." Y/n groaned. Jimin pulled back and soften his expression.

"I know it's a lot but I suppose it's better telling you now then you finding it out by some other man."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It's not exactly something you say to your new wife about."

"So you just hid that secret away? Knowing how much I missed my dragon? I loved him very much and you just-" Y/n thinned her lips, trying to maintain her anger.

"I know, I know, it just wasn't the time. I must confess it wasn't smart and I probably should've told you in the beginning but you loved and adored your father so much I just didn't have the heart. And I don't know I felt like you would've loved me less if I told you my secret." Jimin rubbed behind his neck, looking down at the ground.

"Loved you less?! I would've loved you more!" Y/n blurted out. Jimin blushed, staring at her with wide eyes. His cheeks were red dancing up to his scales that peppered under his lids. He didn't even realize the way his tail started thumping like dog.

"H-huh?"

"I-I mean not like that! I mean m-more like a friend y-you know? Don't get me wrong your handsome and kind a-and-"

Jimin chuckled, cutting off her rambling. Y/n felt her neck heat up quickly at his cute chuckle. He leaned in to playfully kiss the corner of her lips. Y/n stiffen, her cheeks feeling hotter. He nuzzled against her nose again with a smile.

"I know. I don't expect so much. I'm fine the way things are. I may love you in a different sense but I'll take what I get." He hummed, trailing his lips from her cheek down her jaw to her neck. He nuzzled his way into her neck, nearly purring at her warmth. Y/n swallowed thickly, shutting her eyes from the way her heart hammered through her chest. She knew for sure Jimin heard it. It lips felt like pillows against her skin leaving her skin even hotter.

"J-Jimin?"

He hummed, his eyes fluttered close while his hand went back to her waist again. Y/n felt her self turn into a puddle, swallowing even harder. The thumping of her heart didn't even waver the slightest. When did she even started feeling like this?

"I-I-like your lips?" She stuttered out, her mind not thinking straight. She felt him chuckle against her skin causing her to shudder.

"Thank you? Would you like a real one? One that isn't fake but true?" He asked. Y/n nodded mindlessly, her brain too scattered to even think about her actions. Jimin pulled back from her neck, he looked at her eyes that were still shut. She slowly opened them to see his cheeks just as pink as before.

She was about to defend her actions when he finally swooped down to claim his prize. His pillow soft lips pressed against hers. The kiss was soft and gentle, moving his head slightly for a better angle. Y/n mindlessly let the warmth sink in, her brain going completely blank and only focusing on his plump lips. He moved his hand from her waist to the back of her neck, his thumb lightly caressing against her skin. He pulled her closer, his lips working like magic. Y/n relaxed in his touch, melting into his kiss. Her lips moved along with his, her hands running up to touch his little hairs that touched his neck. She lightly gripped his hair which caused Jimin to immediately pull back. His cheeks were red while his lips were parted just slightly. His hand was still resting behind her neck.

"D-Don't do that." He breathed out with a shudder. Y/n looked at him dazed, her hand had slipped down to his chest feeling his thumping heart. She saw how his eyes struggled to stay dilated. Y/n felt heat rushed to her cheeks realizing what she caused.

"S-sorry. But you h-have soft hair." She joked breathlessly. Jimin let out an airy laugh.

"Thanks. I think we should go to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow. Prince Taehyung wants to come and visit you." Jimin rose from her bed, trying to cool his red cheeks. He felt hotter than usual which was definitely strange for a dragon.

"What? Why?"

"That I'm not sure. But I'll be there when he visits. There's no way I'm letting you be alone with that man." Jimin snorted out, having literal smoke coming out of his nostrils. Y/n ran her fingers through her hair with a nod.

"Okay. Well then we should get some rest. Night Jimin." Y/n cleared her throat, trying to shake off the jitters his kiss left her with. Jimin turned around to face her. He smiled, leaning down to peck her lips just one more time. He was certainly going to get used to this.

"Night my precious. Sleep well."

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The morning after was strangely hectic for a normal meeting with the prince. Y/n was patting down her dress that covered her ankles. It was a red dress that was made of silk. It had golden designs around the skirt and sleeves. Her hair was down and touching her shoulders.

"Y/n? Are you sure you don't want to wear something a bit more comfortable?" Yona asked with worry. Y/n fixed her hair with a smile.

"I would love too but me being a princess is first priority Yona. Why won't you wear the red dress I gift you?" Y/n smiled.

"W-well it's very beautiful your highness, but such bold colors are only for the noble I could never."

"Oh hush. You can wear it. It matches your hair and eyes, please this is an order." Y/n said sternly but held a gentle smile.

"Of course your highness. I'll return soon." Yona bowed before leaving her chambers. Y/n fixed her hair again, not really taking notice when the door opened. She fixed her earring next, humming a random tune. She blinked the moment she felt arms wrapped around her waist. She glanced behind her shoulder but relaxed after seeing the prince behind her.

"Oh Jimin? What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to see you. That stupid prince will be here soon." He smiled, leaning down to peck her lips. She felt her cheeks heat up again, smiling nervously at him. The way her heart would be stuck in her throat cause alarm to her.

"Oh Prince Taehyung? Do you even know what he wants to discuss anyways?"

"I don't know and frankly don't care as long as it has nothing to do with you." Jimin nuzzled his way to her neck, sighing in content the moment her scent filled his nose. Y/n moved her neck a bit to the side, mentally comparing him to a large cat. He really was no different from when he was in dragon form. She playfully scratched under his chin causing a little purr to come from him.

"We should care Jimin. It's a bit concerning he wants to see me when he's been silent since the ball. Do you think he's after something? Or trying to cause something?" Y/n asked him. Jimin moved away from her neck.

"Perhaps your right. But don't worry I've gotten things prepared just in case. As kind as you are," His hand slipped under her chin forcing her to look up as he took one step away from her to face her.

"I'm aware not every human is the same. Some want to kill me and others don't mind tolerating me. Just like how some dragons want you dead while others don't mind. However if the ones want you dead even lay a hand on you, I'll rip them apart." Jimin gave a sickly sweet smile, then leaning in to peck her lips. Y/n stared at him, his hand still under her chin.

"H-huh? Hey now I can defend myself." Y/n huffed but a shiver went up her spine seeing how quick he changed from a sweet Jimin to one that didn't mind getting his hands dirty. Jimin chuckled, slipping his hand from her chin to behind her neck.

"Oh trust me, I know. That's why I got to do it or otherwise they won't see it coming from you." He playfully nipped her cheek causing her to blush harder. But their small little moment was interrupted by Yona walking in.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Yona quickly looked away, her face getting as red as her hair. Jimin took a step back, letting Y/n breath while her heart couldn't stop beating.

"It's okay Yona. Is something the matter?"

"Oh right. Prince Taehyung has arrived. Should I let him in?" Yona asked with a bow.

"Yes of course. Send him in." Y/n urged. She sat on the red couch she had, Jimin slipping next to her. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to him so they were hip to hip. Y/n playfully glared at the dragon prince who merely nipped her ear playfully in return.

"Stop."

"No. My precious~" he purred playfully. Y/n couldn't help but giggle at how his breath tickle against her ear.

"Am I interrupting something your highness?" A deep voice startled her while Jimin remain unfazed. He merely leaned back on the couch, his arm moving back to the couch rim behind Y/n. He had on leg folded on his knee. He was sitting casually, despite the way his tail was flickering on the couch in annoyance. His wings folded behind him so they didn't take up so much room.

"Oh. No please sit Prince Taehyung. It's so nice for you to visit." Y/n gave her people smile, gesturing him to sit at the couch that was in front of the red one. A round coffee table kept them at distance. Taehyung sat down, keeping his back straight and head high while Jimin was now casually manspreading without a care in the world. Taehyung slightly narrowed his eyes at the prince who merely shrugged at his glare. He was most likely irritated from how causally Jimin sat there.

"So what is it you want to discuss your highness?" Y/n asked, politely. Taehyung flicker his gaze to Y/n and pulled the most charming smile he could possibly mustered at the moment.

"First I would like to congratulate you on your marriage, deepest apologies I couldn't make it. They was some issues going on in Xing. Second, I hope everything's doing you well. I heard your father is working very diligently on the peace that your marriage came with." Taehyung bowed his head before raising it up. Jimin felt his eyebrow tick in annoyance just his mere voice cause Jimin to feel such rage. But Y/n remain poised and proper like a princess. She place her hand on Jimin's thigh, lightly patting it in reassurance before she used her hands to talk.

"Why thank you. Yes it was quite unexpected but I think it worked quite well in the end-"

"You know, for someone coming to my kingdom you have refused to acknowledge me." Jimin spoke in a growl. Y/n glanced at him, giving him a look to quit it. Taehyung gave an amused look.

"Sorry but in my eyes you are just her husband. You are not my king, so why should I acknowledge you? Would you do the same? There's no denying you don't like me and I don't like you. Honestly I hate dragons." Taehyung chuckled darkly. He then flickered his gaze to Y/n who was whispering for Jimin to stop.

"You should really tame that dragon of yours Y/n."

Jimin let out a louder growl, standing up from his spot. Y/n tugged his tail, forcing him to sit down. Jimin flopped back on the couch while Y/n stood up. He blinked, his eyes watching Y/n while he remained on the couch.

"Did you just-"

"Taehyung if this is all you came for then leave. Your just looking for war at this point." Y/n crossed her arms over her chest, glaring down at the amused prince. She completely ignored Jimin at the moment. Taehyung chuckled darkly, his own eyes glaring at her.

"I did come for war. But if you want to know so bad," Taehyung stood up. Jimin flinched, his hand holding onto Y/n's arm in reflex.

"I'm here to declare war on Wyvern and Kai." He said with an evil glint in his eyes.

"What?! Kai? What did Kai do?" Y/n yelled out, her hands clench into fists, almost like she was ready to throw a punch at him. Jimin saw this coming, standing next to her.

"They broke their promise. Under no circumstances were they supposed to send their only daughter to the dragons to marry them. And Wyvern? Well come on I hate dragons and they took the bride I was supposed to have. Maybe you can just have your dragon here, kill me then all that would be solved just like he always have." Taehyung tested with a grin. Jimin growled, almost tempted to do what he said. But Y/n held him back, glaring at Taehyung with such tensity that Jimin almost wanted to be the one to cower back in fear.

"No. I have a better idea. I'll beat you in a sword fight, how does that sound? And it would have the same risks, I lose you can officially declare war or do whatever you please to me. But if I win, you call off whatever plans you have for both kingdoms and I'm allowed to arrest you for treason against the princess and prince of Wyvern." Y/n raised her eyebrow, her face emotionless. Taehyung burst out laughing, placing his hand on his chest.

"You? Beat me in a sword fight? Is that what your offering princess?" Taehyung asked with a wider grin. He was almost certain he could win against the princess in a sword fight. It was almost too easy.

"I am. I mean it should be quite easy no? I'm just a meek woman who's never picked up a sword. It should be an easy win after all. So perhaps you could win this and actually declare war, it's simple is it not? It's not a dragon your slaying but a poor defenseless woman." Y/n batted her eyelashes, pouting in a over dramatic tone.

"I suppose your right. But you have to be the one fighting not your beast. And no one is allowed to take your place. Do we have a deal?" Taehyung asked. Y/n nodded meekly, but Jimin could see that smirk she let slip the moment she parted her lips.

"Of course, your highness."

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"Precious I don't know if you should do this." All evening Jimin has been anxiously pacing around her room. Y/n has changed from her lovely dress into a knight gear. Her hair was in a ponytail while she swings her sword around like it was a toy. She placed her sword down before walking to Jimin. She was smiling softly at him, her hands on his biceps.

"Jimin I'll be fine. You should know how good I was at this."

"I know but you've only ever fought with Yoongi. This man is evil, please precious I'll just fight him." Jimin couldn't stand the thought of her body being bruised or even worse scarred.

"And let him prove the point he's been fighting all along? No love. I'm going to prove how dragons are really gentle and kind. You are not a blood thirsty dragon." Y/n nuzzled her nose against his. Jimin place his hands on her waist with a frown.

"But-"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course. With my life my precious."

"Then trust me on this. For many years you've protected me, now it's my turn to do the same." Y/n leaned in with her lips brush against his. Her hands cupped his cheeks, softening her expression. Jimin closed his eyes, embracing her warmth.

"Okay precious. Just be careful."

Y/n smiled, only pushing her head slightly to close their lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer while he did the same but his hands roaming her sides. His face felt hot, his hands refusing to let go of her body. Even the moment her lips parted from his, his claws clawed at her shirt. Nearly ripping the fabric from his strength.

Y/n lightly pecked his lips, pushing his hair back with her fingers.

"Hey now easy there love. I'm not going anywhere." She whispered near his lips.

"But what if that a**hole hurts you-"

"Love, I'll be okay. Remember trust me okay? I know how to wield a sword and thank the heavens that my father never told a soul." Y/n slipped her hands down on his chest, lightly patting him.

"Now let go. I have to go."

"But precious!-"

Y/n place a finger on his plump lips.

"I'll be fine. If your good, you can watch as long as you don't interfere than your good love." Y/n smiled, placing her hands on his wrists, that only causes him to grip even tighter. Before she could even scold at him, he feverishly kissed her lips again. Y/n made a small noise of surprise, her face heating up. His lips moved with desperation and passion catching her off guard. Her breath was taken from her the moment he moved his right hand behind her neck. He didn't even let her breath between the feverish kiss.

Y/n had finally to snap her daze to lightly push him away, her cheeks feeling even hotter by the minute. She place her palm over her lips that felt just as warm as her cheeks. Jimin didn't even look remorseful, grinning from ear to ear.

"Like it?"

"Just cause I like it doesn't mean I'm going to change my mind." Y/n mumbled. Jimin hummed, playfully nipping her cheek. Y/n pushed him back gently with a pout.

"Enough Jimin. Seriously I need to go. I'll kiss you when I come back." Y/n finally escaped his clutches, patting down her shirt and fanning her face that felt incredibly hot. Jimin nearly whined at the lack of warmth.

"Oh you better precious. Win for me okay?"

"Of course I'm going to win. Once I do I'll run back to your arms and kiss you." Y/n placed her hand on her hip with a confident smile. Jimin chuckled and kissed her cheek from behind causing her to giggle.

"You better. Now hurry and kick his a**."

Y/n nodded with a proud smile, grabbing her sword with her left hand and quickly kissed his cheek. Jimin watched her with worry eyes but tried to reassure himself about how trustworthy she truly was and in no way would lose to Taehyung without a fight.

Y/n stroll the long hallway with a smile but in her mind she was internally screaming. She just hopes she would make it out of there alive. She's only ever battle with Yoongi and her tutor Jackson but other people? Not even. Her father was already so stern about her wielding a sword let alone let her test her skills on the Royal army. She internally groaned at herself, she made it seem like she knew she was doing when in reality she had no clue.

She even knew how strong Taehyung was and she never actually finished her training with Jackson so there's a big chance she could ultimately lose this sword fight terribly. She just had to go blab about being able to wield a sword to Taehyung and challenging him to a battle.

"Your a lair that's for sure but a sh*tty swordsman." Y/n groaned, looking at the sword in her hand.

"Well at least I kissed Jimin what four times? At least his lips would be the last thing I'll think about." Y/n pushed open the doors leading to the court room. She once again pulled her confident smile, walking up to Taehyung like she owned the place. Which technically speaking, she did.

"Taehyung!"

Taehyung glanced at her, his own cocky smile proud on his features. He lazily place his sword on his shoulder while he watched her walked in.

"Y/n. I didn't think you would show up. I truly believed your lizard would've came in and ate me by now."

Y/n felt her eye twitched before taking a deep breathe.

"Now Taehyung, that wasn't part of the deal. And if you must now, I always keep my side of the bargain. My husband is aware of the risks and therefore believes me to be fit to battle you." Y/n explained, rolling her shoulders back. She took in her battle stance, one foot in front of the other. One hand behind her back while the other held her sword. Her eyes burned holes through his cocky smile. Her body lowered and her stance wide.

Taehyung felt his lips widen at her stance. He gave the same stance his own hand going behind his back as well. His eyes glinting with confidence.

"Shall we start precious?"

"Don't call me precious." Y/n growled out but refused to make the first move. Taehyung chuckled, now moving forward. Y/n quickly blocked it, her right foot first then her left. She repeated it again while their swords clash.

Taehyung now used his other hand to push his sword against hers. Y/n gritted through her teeth, using the same force but with one hand. He grinned at her, which only fueled her anger. His sword was getting dangerously close to her face.

With her quick reflexes, Y/n maturely used her other hand to pull his long hair causing him to step back. She quickly withdrawn, panting slightly while Taehyung groaned.

"Did you just f*cking pull my hair!?!" He yelled out, touching his bruised head. Y/n only shrugged casually, walking around him with narrowed eyes.

"Hey I told you to not call me f*cking precious you a**." Y/n snared while Taehyung glared at her. He then lodged at her, their swords clashing once again.

"That's cheating!"

"There's no rule that states pulling the opponent's hair is cheating!" Y/n yelled out, pushing him backward with all her strength. Taehyung grunted and stumbled backwards. He felt angry, he thought this was going to be a quick and short battle yet he lost his focus of simple dirty trick of hair pulling.

"Is that how you win all your battles?! By pulling their hair!?" Taehyung lowered his head before Y/n could swing her sword making her growl out in frustration. She quickly dodged his sword when Taehyung started to swing his sword mindlessly nearly cutting her cheek in the process.

"Nope but it sure helps. Because no man ever things about it." Y/n laughed out, placing her hands on his shoulders the moment he was done swinging his sword, and bounced over his head.

Taehyung stumbled forward while Y/n, taking her chance, turned her body quickly to kick his back. Taehyung stumbled on the floor, landing flat face on the cool marble floor. Y/n place her foot on his back, kicking his sword away from his fingers. She grinned cockily, placing her sword dangerously close to his neck causing him to stiffen.

"Looks like I won precious. And call me precious one more time, and I'll f*cking cut your head off." Y/n gave a sickly sweet smile, placing the sword closer towards his neck. Taehyung gritted through his teeth, glaring at her but Y/n returned that burning stare back. She snapped her fingers and the guards Jimin had watching her immediately crowded her.

"Prince Taehyung of Xing, you are under arrest for treason and attempt assassination of both Prince Jimin and Princess Y/n of Wyvern. Even assault and attempt warfare for countries of Xing, Kai and Wyvern." Y/n snapped her fingers again and immediately the guards picked up Taehyung. Y/n place her sword back in its cover. Taehyung glared at her, squirming in the dragons hold.

"You knew how to fight! You deceived me! You wetch!" Taehyung yelled out. Y/n raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on her hip. She let out an amused chuckle.

"Oh baby, I didn't deceive you. The deal was I fight you and our risks were on the table. Your the one who just merely assume that I couldn't even wield a sword. But if you worked with my father for years, then you must've known I've taken lessons since my mother passed. I'm sorry you just assume I was weak." Y/n chuckled, placing her free hand on her sword handle. Taehyung's stare wavered, his lips parted in shock. He even stopped his squirming against the guards clutches.

"How'd you know-?"

"Jimin told me everything. That and I figured it out on my own. Your really bad at hiding your distaste towards really anything. You were just waiting for the right moment but got so blinded by my power. What a shame. I hope to see you and my father in court. Tell father I love him but he's an a**hole for doing that. Guards take him to dungeon!" Y/n ordered. The guards began to drag Taehyung away. Y/n lost her footing and stumbled a bit. One of the guards quickly aided her, his hand on her arm to keep her up. She knew which guard the moment she saw his purple scales.

"Your highness, are you alright?"

"Yes I'm alright Jungkook. Just a bit dizzy." Y/n waves him off, placing a hand on her forehead feeling quite dizzy and lightheaded. She heard the doors burst open and running steps towards her.

"Precious! Are you okay?" Jimin's voice filled her ears. Y/n looked at Jimin with a weak smile. Her arms immediately went around his neck and basically throwing herself on him. Jimin stumbled backwards, but was able to catch his balance. His eyes wide and filled with worry. He glance at his Royal knight, Jungkook for answers. Jungkook merely shrugged with the same worried look.

"Precious?"

"Oh love. I'm alright. Just a bit overwhelmed. In all honesty I didn't think I would be able to beat Taehyung but who knew pulling hair came in handy?" Y/n chuckled feverishly. She hid her face into his chest while Jimin held her. Jimin chuckled weakly, kissing her head with a sigh. Properly wrapping his own arms around her waist.

"Who knew precious. Oh you did so good my love. Now no more worrying me like that, understand?" Jimin whispered against her ear. Y/n looked up at him with a crooked smile. Her body oddly craving sleep and relaxing in his arms. She could almost just sleep against his warmth and loving embrace. Her arms tighten around his neck and her lips near his jaw as she whispered out her last few sentences before her body drifted to sleep.

"Okay. But just know this my love, just as you been my protector, I am now yours."

No because this chapter was so hard to finish for NO APPARENT REASON like it was so bad that I gave up midway and decided I'll write a different Jimin chapter but NOOO I couldn't finish those for whatever reason it was like I was stuck so now I have like five drafts for Jimin that are unfinished and like only two Jungkook's and three Jins please I've been holding the urges to write anymore Rapline 🥲😭😩 but I hope you enjoy my weird obsessions with dragons-I mean I hope you enjoy the chapter 🥴