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BTS SCENARIO: BABYSITTER 3 (PARK JIMIN)

Part 1, Part 2

Ever since that day, you and Jimin had never got along. Surprisingly, nothing happened when you came to babysit Jiwoon the next day. Mr. and Mrs. Park didn’t say a word to you, it was like nothing happened. Jimin was unfortunately staying for a whole two weeks and you couldn’t dread the following days more. 

You didn’t understand why Jiwoon would still need a babysitter when Jimin was here but you understood soon enough when not even half an hour after the Parks had left that a group of boys came outside the house and Jimin went to God knows where with them.

Jimin would go out every single day but only for two hours or so. After coming back, he’d disturb you all the time, when you were watching over Jiwoon as he did his homework or when you were watching TV with him, Jimin would bug you all the time. He’d pass off remarks that made your blood boil but you kept your mouth shut for the sake of Jiwoon’s innocent mind.  

That day you were taking Jiwoon out with you to the supermarket since Jiwoon wanted pasta and there wasn’t any in the house. Jiwoon seemed pretty excited to be going out with you. Jimin, as usual, was gone with his friends not that you cared. 

You opened the door ready to step out when the sight of Park Jimin startled you. 

“Going somewhere?” He smirked.

“None. Of. Your. Business.” You gritted out each word.

“Noona, let’s go.” Jiwoon said running to you excitedly before noticing Jimin.

Jimin looked at his dongsaeng before raising a brow at you.

“You see, it is my business if you’re taking my brother.” He said fake smiling at you but you could see the evil glare in his eyes. 

“Jimin hyung, you’re here?” Jiwoon said excitedly walking towards Jimin.

“Are you going with us too?” He asked and you wanted facepalm. 

“Where?” Jimin asked turning to Jiwoon and crouching down to his level.

“Y/N’s taking me to the market, she also promised to buy me ice cream.” Jiwoon told and you felt like putting your hand over Jiwoon’s mouth so he could stop telling Jimin of your plans.

“So will you come?” You literally wanted to cry in frustration now. 

“Y-” Jimin started but you beat him to it.

“No, he won’t. You won’t, will you?” You said turning to Jimin and gave him a meaningful glare. 

“Actually, I would.” Jimin replied smirking at you. 

Your lips turned into a scowl giving him a death stare. 

You kept walking either too fast or too slow in order to avoid walking next to Jimin. At the supermarket, you just wanted to pick up the packet of pasta and be done with it and you were exactly going to do that when you saw him. Kang Jonghae, your long time crush. He was your sunbae, he graduated this year and you couldn’t have been more sad. Oh, what you would give to be his girlfriend!

You cursed mentally regretting your decision to not wear makeup or brushing your hair properly. You probably looked like a ghost. You hoped he won’t see you when Jiwoon called your name rather loudly from behind you asking you to check out something and ran off. You let out a defeated sigh knowing Jonghae will surely approach you now. He was friendly with you but that was it, no special feelings. He had friend zoned you and nothing hurt more than that. 

Just like you predicted, Jonghae did approach you.

“Ah, Y/N!” You resisted the urge to cry out as you heard his angelic voice say your name. 

“What a pleasant surprise. Grocery shopping?” You turned to face him and couldn’t stop smiling at him. Were you looking presentable enough to be in front of him? That thought scared you. Right at that moment Jimin came strolling in carelessly as he stood next to you.

"Oh is this your friend?" Jonghae asked.

“Something like that.” You let out running a hand through your hair wondering if it looked greasy, you hoped not. Jimin wanted to say something but let it go.

You were startled when a girl approached and addressed Jonghae as jagi. Your world crashed down in front of your very eyes and the word jagi kept repeating in your head. 

“Oh, jagi, are you done? This is my friend Y/N.” Jonghae introduced you to his girlfriend who only nodded her head at you in a form of greeting.

“By the way do you finally have someone now?“ He asked turning to you. Your mouth opened to utter the word no when Jimin did something completely crazy.

"She does, we’re together.” Jimin said taking a hold of your hand and pulling you closer shocking you beyond belief.

-To Be Continued-

(Part 4 will be up soon, thanks to all those who liked or reblogged the last two parts)

Into Eternity - Part II

A/N: Sorry I’ve been so absent lately. This is my attempt at forgiveness. Please enjoy this update.

Living in the palace is hell. People had to be kind to you, because you were the future Queen. Any kind of disrespect would be suicide. But you saw through all the fake smiles and compliments.

They hated you.

Genuine and raw hatred.

You confided in Jin many times, he was one of the few people you spoke to in the palace, but he was only able to offer you his apologies.

“I’m sorry that life here is difficult for you. Maybe you should speak with Jimin about it,” he suggested. You sighed and gazed down at your ring in displeasure. It had been four months since your wedding and your husband had spoken to you three times. Once during your wedding night when he said consummation of the marriage wasn’t necessary quite yet. Second, in the hallway when he saw you were lost. THe final time was when he was leaving for his trip to another kingdom for a whole moon cycle. You had waited outside the carriage and kissed his cheek before he went.

“I’ll see you when I return, my dear,” he said, gathering himself inside the cabin and shutting the door.

Jin look at you in disbelief. “You mean to tell me you’ve only spoken to your husband three times since you’ve been married?” You simply shook your head, dismissing the conversation. You weren’t particularly upset about it or anything of the like. You just wanted out of these damn clothes and to be able to take a deep breath. It felt like you were drowning in everything. Jin seemed astounded. “How does that happen? Jimin isn’t mean or cruel, I just don’t understand.”

You shrugged and stood, eager to finally shed your clothing.

“Goodnight, Jin. Thank you for listening,” you said, genuinely feeling grateful for the outlet.

“You’re welcome, Y/N. Anytime you need me or God’s light, I’m more than happy to help,” he said. You gave a small smile before heading to your room for some much needed rest.

---

The following morning you were awoken early so you could attend a town meeting in place of the King and Queen.

“They’re far too busy to go, so my dear, you must go in their stead,” one of your handmaidens had said earlier.

The ride to town was uneventful and bumpy. You only had one guard with you who seemed to be falling asleep. Quality care indeed. Any member of the Royal family should have at least ten guard for a walk. However, you said nothing as you got out of the carriage and headed towards the seat above the crowd in the square. It was eerily quiet. Once you were sat with you catatonic guard the insults came flying.

“What the hell is she doing here?”

“She’s got about as much say in the Royal family as we do!”

“Damn wench!”

“Where’s the King and Queen?”

The shouting was thunderous and everyone was screaming at you. You wanted to fight back and them them where to shove it, but these would all be your people one day. You had to be kind to them.

“Please, the King and Queen are very busy working tirelessly to ensure all of your futures are bright. My husband is away and isn’t able to join me today.”

The crowd scoffed at your attempt to appease them.

“Your husband is just as useless as you!” one shouted. The crowd hollered in agreement, cursing you and Jimin for not solving their problems. Finally, it was all too much.

“ENOUGH!” you screamed. The crowd became still at your outburst. “I am Park Y/N and I am your future Queen. I will not stand to be disrespected this way,” you said, standing to your feet. You walked down the stairs, away from your guard who was still nodding off. “You will be under Jimin and I’s protection one day. You must have faith in us. Believe in us. Jimin is not useless, nor am I. I grew up in a household with barely enough food to stave off starvation. Now, I am married to the crowned Prince. I have power. I want all of you to be happy, as does my husband. You are our future. So please, let me try,” you begged.

The crowd was silent. You wondered if you should apologize. But what good would that do? Suddenly, a small girl approached with a smile on her face.

“I want you as my Queen,” she said, offering you a flower. You smiled and took it, placing it in her hair gently.

“I would be honored to be your Queen,” you said, lifting her into your arms. The crowd began cheering and chanting, all want to hold your hand or bow before you. You smiled softly and continued with the meeting.

---

Jimin had arrived to the Northernmost Peninsula in his kingdom. Lords and Ladies had gathered to see him, although they were confused when you weren’t by his side.

“Thought you’d use this opportunity to show off Y/N,” Jimin’s personal guard, Jungkook, stated.

“It’s too risky to bring her here yet. Too many people are wary of her to begin with. Plus, she always looks sick. A little off putting for a party,” Jimin said, approaching the castle. His friend, Lord Taehyung had approached from the door to embrace him.

“Ah, Jimin. Good to see you. Jungkook-ah, you’ve gotten bigger,” he chuckled before pulling him in for a hug as well. “Terribly sorry I couldn’t make your wedding,” he said as the three men entered the palace.

“You were out of the country, it’s understandable,” Jimin dismissed.

“Although, I was hoping to get a glimpse at your bride. Is she not here with you?” Taehyung asked, obviously disappointed.

“You know it’d be a bad idea Tae, too many rustled feathers,” Jimin said walking at a brisk pace through the familiar setting. Taehyung and Jungkook rushed to keep up with their friend.

“Should you be bowing to those kinds of threats! You’re the future King!” Taehyung exclaimed. Jimin sighed and turned to face the two younger men.

“Her safety is first in my mind. People didn’t accept her well. It is in her best interest to stay away from the public for now,” he stated firmly. He didn’t like discussing you. It made everything much too real. He was a married man. He would have to make an heir soon...

“But wives aside, how have you been?”

The conversation after that turned mundane and Jimin let his mind wander... He was lost in his own head, thinking. There was so much to think about. He could no longer avoid his situation. You would be involved now.

Jimin had a secret. Something very few knew about. He had never laid with a woman before. Although he was no virgin. The Crowned Prince had only been with men, and he was okay with that. He’d never desired a woman the way he did his fellow man. Did women disgust him? No. They just didn’t excite him. However, he did have to admit you were very beautiful. Woman had been throwing themselves at him since he became of age. However, when you had kissed at the wedding, he had found your lips rather soft and kissable. But the look on your face had frightened him. You had looked so utterly tired and hurt. Living as a peasant in the castle was hard, he saw how the maids treated you... It was hard to watch you lock yourself away in your own head. And what had he done? Sat back and pretended that everything was fine...

“You seem awfully focused on something,” Taehyung teased. Jimin broke out of his stupor and shrugged.

“A lot on my plate,” he reasoned. Jungkook snorted and rolled his eyes.

“As we were discussing, when is your father stepping down?” Jungkook asked.

“Probably before first frost, his health is poor and he is determined to see his grandchild,” Jimin said, rubbing his face. Taehyung’s eyes bulged.

“Grandchild? But-” Jimin cut him off quickly.

“I know, Tae, but the line can’t end with me. I won’t allow it,” he said. Jungkook rubbed his chin contemplatively.

“You could always have someone else do it... Or, her, respectively,” Jimin shook his head.

“I won’t allow another man to lay with my wife. This heir will be my child.”

Taehyung and Jungkook look at their friend with concern.

“How will it work?” Taehyung asked, looking towards his Prince with questioning eyes.

“I’m in no rush, and neither is she. We barely speak regardless, she may hate me,” Jimin said, biting his lip in anxiety. His parents had wed them because of her beauty, he knew nothing of her personality.

“May I make a suggestion?” Taehyung offered, raising his hand for affect. Jimin sighed and nodded in acknowledgment. “Well, it’s a strange thought but about about you get to know her before worrying about an heir? She’s the one carrying the thing.”

“Baby,” Jungkook corrected. “Not thing, hyung.” Taehyung waved his hand dismissively before continuing.

“You may wind up liking her enough to as where making a child with her doesn’t seem so impossible.”

Jimin thought for a moment. It made sense. The two of you were together for life, you should know each other well enough to rule along side one another.

“Noted. But I came here because you said it was dire for me to get here for as soon as possible,” Jimin said, looking at Taehyung.

“Ah yes, the reason for our meeting is simple,” Taehyung started.

“If it’s simple, why did you demand Council with me?” Jimin sighed, annoyed.

“Because, they’re back,” Taehyung said with a dark look in his eyes.

The room became tense.

Jungkook looked between the two in confusion. “What do you mean?” he asked. Taehyung and Jimin looked at Jungkook with shadows filling their eyes. “You two look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Jungkook mumbled, starting to get more and more concerned. The quiet in the room was suffocating.

“Hunters, savages practically. They’re back in the region. They’ve been cast out since we were all young. However, they’ve been growing bolder. There was an attack near the border of our territories in the South that had all their markings,” Taehyung stated, looking towards the window.

“They’re less than human .They kill, rape and pillage. Destroy without restraint. They are nothing but creatures that thrive off of misery and agony. They should’ve been extinguished years ago,” Jimin growled. “I don’t want my family to exist in the same world as them.”

Taehyung nodded in agreement. “My men await orders, what do you suggest we do?”

Jimin thought for a moment. “Let’s wait,” he stated. “We don’t know how many of them are out there. Send scouts first, then we can think about how many soldiers are needed and what areas require the most amount of protection.”

“There was news of them heading towards the Royal provence. Aren’t you worried for you mother and father, as well as Lady Y/N?” Jungkook asked.

“It could be a rumor, I don’t want to place all of my coins in one place. Plus, Namjoon-hyung and Yoongi-hyung are still there. She’s in good hands,” Jimin stated. Suddenly, a maid burst through the door.

“Prince Jimin! Lord Taehyung!” She tripped and fell, she must’ve been running a long time. The boys all gathered around, Jungkook helping her to her feet.

“What is it? Speak,” Taehyung ordered.

“It’s Lady Y/N, she said, panting. Jimin came forward, a frown on his brow.

“What has happened to my wife?” he asked looking concerned.

“She’s here.”