"You know I won't hurt you, right?" Jimin watches Jin, who would be falling out of the car had there not been a door, securing him due to how close he was sitting to the door.

Jin glanced at him, lowering his eyes not to make eye contact with Jimin, "okay."

"I know you may find it weird that I want to have dinner with you and your family. You said it's you and your parents only?"

"Yes, only my parents and I."

Jimin smiled, "any boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse?" as he asked, he shifted a little closer to Jin, who shook his head. "n-no. I am only twenty."

"Oh, you are young, but certainly not too young to date, is that what you think?"

"No, but my dad said he wouldn't marry me off to anyone until I am twenty-five, he wants me to focus on school, b-but-." Jin stopped talking when he realized that he was talking too much and giving information that wasn't asked of him.

Jimin's brows furrowed, and his curiosity peaked, "but what?"

Jin fiddled with his fingers looking down at the space between them, "it's just, my dad thinks I go to school, but I don't. I can't."

"Why not?"

"It's nothing; I just don't go."

"Are you lying to your Prince?" Jimin asked in a stern voice which startled Jin. He didn't want to do it, but he had to as he realizes Jin was good at omitting information as he spoke, and he had his reasons for wanting to know more; he wanted to know as much as possible about him as he could.

Shaking his head, Jin mumbled an apology. "I am sorry. My parents had me when they were older. They couldn't have kids for a long time, even while trying. When my mom was forty-nine, she found herself pregnant with me and gave birth to me at fifty. She is now seventy, and my dad is seventy-five. He has a heart condition and needs a heart transplant, so he can't work as hard as he used, and my mom does farm work, but lately, her back and knee haven't been well, and she needs surgery, but won't go for it.

Due to this, I found a job at a supermarket, and they pay me well, but only when I do overtime hours, which helps to take care of my parents' medicine, the food we need, and help with some of the bills. My parents think I go to school and then work there part-time, but I don't. They mean a lot to me, and they have always worked so I can survive. It's my time to take care of them."

Jimin turned his head, trying to digest what Jin had shared with him, "you have a pure heart, don't you?" he asked, looking at him, but Jin's eyes were down, still not making contact with him.

"I don't like seeing any living being hurt."

"I guess that explains your concern for the dog on the road, which I can tell you he will be taken care of, so don't worry."

Jin smiled and whispered a thank you, then he glanced out of the window, seeing if they were close to his home, but somehow it seemed they were going around in circles.

"I have a proposition for you. I can help with your parents, and they will receive the best care, your mom will get the surgeries she needs, you won't ever have to worry about money or anything again, I can even make you continue school as your father wishes."

For the first time since being in the car, Jin looked up at Jimin, "w-why would you do that?"

Jimin turns to face him, scooting closer; he whispers, "because I want you to move to the kingdom."

"What-"

"My brother, he is looking for someone, someone who can be of service to him. I think you would be a great person."

Jin stared at Jimin, confused, "you want me to work for a Prince?"

"Not exactly work; he needs someone who can have his kids and service other needs as he sees it fit. I can assure you; your parents will be cared for. I would hire someone to care for them and prepare their meals daily. You would get to start back school, and once monthly, I would see to it you can visit them. Depending on the state of your home, I could have them move to a better home too. Anything you would need for them, I can make it happen."

"My parents would be taken care of?" Jin asked, more curious about his parents than all the other things Jimin was speaking.

Jimin smiled, "you have my word, you would not have to ever worry about their care, I would make sure they stay safe, and your mother wouldn't need to work ever again or your dad, but this can only happen if you come with me and agree to somethings I would need you to do."

"Jimin, I don't-"

"Your father, I would make sure he gets his heart transplant and is treated by the best doctor; you know I am capable of making sure he gets the best treatment needed."

Jin's eyes widened, "y-you would do that?"

"As I said, your parents would be taken care of, that means their health included, but only if you promise to come with me to the kingdom and be of service to my brother."

"Thank you, but why do you need me for your brother? Can he not find someone in the kingdom?"

Jimin chuckled, "trust me, he has many in the kingdom, but he never has enough. I will tell you all about it, but first I need to have your word, and then we can discuss more. However, let's talk about it after we meet with your parents."

******

"Greet your father, Jihoon," Hoseok said as he walked into Jungkook's suite and stood by the door.

Jihoon, Jungkook's five-year son, runs over to him, "Daddy!"

Jungkook puts his hand up, stopping his son, "where is your respect to your King Jihoon?!"

Stopping instantly, Jihoon dropped his head, "I am sorry, daddy."

Hoseok stood and watched from a distance glaring at Jungkook as he held his arms around his stomach.

"It's okay; you will learn if your Appa teaches you right, won't you?" Jungkook questioned while his glare focused on Hoseok. Patting his son on the shoulder, he walks over to Hoseok.

Taking a step back, Hoseok back hits against the room door, making Jungkook chuckle. "the way you act around me, one could never tell you had a child for me. Who, by the way, you are doing a shameful job at teaching how to greet his King. Are you sure you should be having another child when you can't take care of our son?" Jungkook challenged, looking down at Hoseok's pregnant belly.

A knock on the door brings relief to Hoseok, and he breathes aloud. "Who is it?"

Hoseok pulls away from the door as it shifts open, and Taehyung walks in. "Uncle Tae!" Jihoon yells excitedly, running over to him.

Taehyung smiled and picked him up, "how is our little prince? Are you here to spend time with your dad?"

Jihoon nods, "yes, but daddy is upset with me."

Taehyung raises an eyebrow and looks towards Jungkook and then his husband. "Hoseok, baby, you can leave. I told you I could take Jihoon to Jungkook."

Jungkook smirks as he watches the relief on Hoseok's face as he rushes out of the room. "Your husband hates me."

"You were a jerk to him, and what were you saying to him? I told you not to do anything to offend him, have I not?"

Jungkook shrugged, "I didn't realize he was pregnant again. When did that happen? Isn't your daughter with him one year old?"

Taehyung rolled his eyes, "at least all my kids are only with two different people. Not five!"

A smile formed on Jungkook's lips, "jealous?"

"No, I find commitment sexy, something you should try."

Jungkook's face turned to disgust, "Yeah, no, I am good. Now, why are you here? I don't recall requesting you for a meeting, and have you seen your brother? He is supposed to critique my speech for tomorrow's event."

*******

Hoseok bowed as he came into contact with the Queen. "Hi, my Queen; how are you today?"

Suri smiled, "Hoseok, I have told you to call me Suri, and I am doing well; my son and I had brunch. How are you doing? How are the little ones?"

"I am okay, and they are doing well; this one has been kicking me all day. Jihoon is with the King."

"I see; how was your meeting with him?"

Hoseok looked down, "as it always is."

"He doesn't hate you."

"Sure feels like it, but I have Taehyung now, so it's not as bad as before."

Suri nods, understanding, "That's good; Taehyung is good for you; wish my son had the same sense he did."

"I was never the one for him, and he made that clear."

Suri didn't say anything as she knew how broken Hoseok was a few years back.