Prince Jimin relaxed in front of his mother, who had the sheer look of disappointment scribbled over her face. Holding a hand out to his mother, stroking her cheek, he contemplated in wonder—pondering how he could be of help to alleviate her distress over his brother and her son, the King.

"Maybe if he meets someone he can love-"

The Queen huffs and shoots Jimin's hand away, "this kingdom has everything he could ever want. He has no respect for love, and he is selfish! I have introduced him to many royal heirs, also his father before his passing, but instead of exploring to get married, he is impregnating these men who cannot give him an heir to the throne!"

Suri stood up and stared at her son, "you may as well prepare yourself to be King after he departs this earth because no illegitimate child will ever take that throne!"

Jimin stood up to face his mom, "I will talk to him-"

"Your brother does not listen to me. Do you believe he will listen to you? He has disrespected his father's wishes; our entire legacy is being ruined because of him. If I birthed your other siblings, I would not have had this problem. I knew he was too young to be King! Why couldn't Dong-Hyun hold on longer? Why did I have to get stuck with this burden? Prince Taehyung has done a far better job at securing a family than your brother has. His parents would have been so proud."

"I understand, mom, but let me try; maybe I can get through to him," Jimin stated, wishing his mother would calm down; he hated her being upset. He knew his brother would not dare listen to him, but he had to say whatever he could to comfort his mother's frustration.

Queen Suri sighed, "good luck; I have been told that he is fathering another child; the man that recently joined his quarters is pregnant. This is his seventh child Jimin, and he is not married! Your father was not the most loyal man, but at least he made me his Queen, giving you both access to his throne, but obviously, I birthed the wrong child first."

"Mom-" Jimin speech was cut off when a thump came at the door. "Who is it?" Jimin shouted out. Receiving no response, the doors open, and in entered Jungkook, the King in mention.

The Queen beamed seeing him, her face lightened up, provoking Jimin to stare at her and roll his eyes. She was always dramatic over Jungkook's actions but softened whenever he was around.

"My son, what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" She walked over to Jungkook, who met her halfway and kissed her cheek. "I missed seeing my mother's face at brunch today. Did you forget our plans?" He questioned, searching her eyes for an answer.

Suri gasped and brought her hand to her mouth, "that was today? I am so sorry. Is it too late now?"

"For my mom, it's never too late; we can have it outside on the balcony. I will have the staff arrange something quickly."

"I would love that," Suri said, smiling at him.

Jimin cleared his throat, gaining him a glare from his brother, "I have personal matters to discuss with the Queen; your presence is not needed."

"Fuck-"

"Jimin, please be respectful to your brother, he is our King, and that is no language to use to a King. You know better than that." Suri corrected, giving her son a firm stare.

Jimin rotated his eyes, "more like a fucking child!" he says and walks out of the room, slamming the door.

Jungkook clicks his tongue as he stared at the door, then he turned to face his mom, "wild dogs can never be trained, don't waste your time correcting him."

"Jeon Jungkook, you do not speak that way of your brother!"

"Would it be better sounding if I referenced him as being a puppy? My toddler has more respect than him."

*********

"Where are we taking you, Sir?" Jimin's driver inquired as they drove outside of the kingdom.

Jimin leaned his head against the headrest in the car, "just drive." He was feeling annoyed after interacting with his brother. He hated how his mother complained to him all the time about Jungkook's behavior, but when he showed up, she pretended as though he was god's gift and became putty in his hands. Similar to how everyone had become in their kingdom.

There was an abrupt halt of the car, as one of the security cars ahead of them break suddenly, frightening Jimin, "What's wrong?"

"A young man is in the middle of the road, tending to a dog; let the Prince remain inside the car, we will try to get this guy to hurry along." Jimin overhears as it transmits over the radio in the car.

Jimin rolled his eyes; he disliked when people attempted to tell him what to do. Unlocking the door, he goes out of the car, and in less than a second, he was enclosed by four of his security guards.

"Prince-"

Holding a finger up, Jimin shut them up from continuing. "I want to see what's causing a setback to my afternoon drive."

The security team moved to the side and began walking alongside him; as he walked ahead, passing the first security car, he saw a guy on his knees, resting the side of his face to a dog as if he was listening for something.

"Is he hurt?" Jimin asked as he moved closer to the guy but stopped when the startled young man looked up to face him.

Jimin's eyes widen, "you are so handsome!" he shouted, in perfect awe and shock at the beauty of the young man before him.

The guy was staring up at him, but his eyes became wide as the realization hit. Still, before he could do anything, he was hauled up from the ground, "how dare you not acknowledge our Prince-" The man that had held onto the young man freed him as Jimin's hand connected with his cheek. "How dare you put your hands on him! I did not order you to touch, now out of my sight," he roared, alarming the young man even more.

When the security scampered away, Jimin grinned at the guy before him, "I am so sorry, I am Jeon Jimin, and you are?"

The young man bowed his head several times as he wiped his hands into his pants, "S-Seokjin, Kim Seokjin. I am sorry for not recognizing you, my Prince."

"Oh screw that, call me Jimin, and what are you doing out here in the middle of the road stopping traffic, Seokjin?"

Seokjin kept his head down, "I am so sorry. I was on my way to gather some banana from farmland nearby for my family's dinner when I came upon this dog here, it seems he was hit, and they left him alone, but he is alive, so I am trying to help him, but he won't move, and it's hard for me to move him on my own."

Jimin snapped his fingers, "get the dog in the car; he needs to be taken to our veterinarian." As soon as he spoke, the man gathered around and took the dog, who began whimpering.

"P-please be gentle with him." Jin lets out, his head still lowered, not wanting to look Jimin in the eyes.

"You heard him!" Jimin calls to them, then he turned and looked at Jin, "can you look at me?"

Jin lifts his head at the Prince's order and stares at him. "You are the most handsome man I have ever seen, and trust me, that's a compliment coming from me as I do get the satisfaction of looking at myself daily."

A giggle leaves Jin, and he tries to cover his mouth, "please don't hide your laugh; I happy you find me funny; most people I am around don't crack a smile. So, how far are you from home? Is it nearby?"

Jin gave Jimin a shy smile and lowered his head, "not far, an hour away."

"Oh, and you are driving to the farmland?" Jimin asked, looking around to see if there was any car parked to the side of the road.

"N-no, I am walking there."

Jimin's eyes widen, "WALKING? So you walked all this way by foot from home?"

A bit startled by Jimin's high-pitched tone, Jin nods, "I ran half of the way."

"Why would you do such a thing? There are buses, trains, cars, taxis, why would you walk all the way here alone by foot?" Jimin was very much confused; he didn't understand the sense in Seokjin walking from his home to go to farmland to get bananas.

Jin hung his head even more as he fumbled with his fingers, "I like walking."

Jimin sighed, and he looked Jin over, his eyes trailing down to his shirt and the pants he was wearing, he didn't realize it before, but Jin's outfit was coated with stains and a tear in his shirt at the side. It soon dawned on him that maybe he didn't have the means to afford transportation. "You said you are going to the farmland to get bananas for your family's dinner?"

"Yes."

"Who is in your family?"

"My parents and me."

"Would be too much trouble if I asked to join you for dinner?" Jimin questioned, causing Jin's eyes to go wide and his security team gasping in shock.

Jin shook his head, "Prince-"

"Call me Jimin, now answer me, can I join you and your parents for dinner? It would be my treat, whatever you would like."

Jin's eyes scanned Jimin's as he tried processing what he was asking him, "I-I umm, m-my family's home is not accommodating enough for a Prince, w-we-"

"Okay, it's settled; I am joining for dinner. Come on, follow me to my car. My driver will need the address to your home."