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mclarensangel · 2 years ago

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Chapter 7- The Move

Authors note- I am so sorry it has been taking me so long to write, every time I sat down to write, I just had writer's block and nothing was working. However, I am on holiday in France right now, and the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and I finally found inspiration. This isn't a long chapter but I hope you all enjoy it.

total word count: 2.4k

warnings:

warnings: mentions of weight, AFAB character, mentions of female body parts, references to the weight of M/C, loosely based on my own research of the ancient Korean royalty system, bullying, loneliness, anxiety, money problems, mentions of how other people view characters body

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As soon as the words came out of your mother's mouth, the smile on Namjoons face changed from one of nervousness to one of genuine happiness. Taking a step back from your family, Namjoon moves to talk to the audience.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I apologise for what just happened. Let us move on to the next event! I sincerely hope that you enjoy the music and food! Please, enjoy yourselves!” he speaks, his hands moving to clasp together as he finishes his sentence. The crowd stays where they are, still reeling from the events that have already happened this evening.

You turn your head to make brief eye contact with Namjoon, to find that he was already looking at you. He takes a step towards you and offers his arm to you. Smiling brightly at the man, you try to place your arm in his as elegantly as possible, knowing that the court is watching you. Once your arms are connected, Namjoon smiles down at you. His smile passed on words that his mouth couldn’t say at present.

You look behind you to see where your mother was, to find Yoongi offering her arm to your mother. Your siblings had been a part of the crowd and they would not be joining you for the dinner, which weirdly made you feel a little less nervous, as they wouldn’t be able to tell embarrassing stories of you growing up to the man you were about to marry.

The walk to the separate room where the dinner would be held took about a minute. The large group of you meander down halls and through some doors before arriving at the final place. Inside the room was a table in a circular shape. There was one large throne-like chair similar to the one that was in the hall at the top of the table from where you were standing. To the left of that chair was another chair that almost looked like one of the throne room chairs. And to the right of that large throne-like chair were two more slightly decorated chairs. The other six chairs were decorated with the titles of the men who would be sitting there spread evenly around the circle. Namjoon led you to the chair to the right of the large chair. He pulled the chair out, making you blush, as it was very uncommon for a king to do this for anyone. Once you were sat, he did the same for your mother and then his own before sitting down. Looking around you, you noticed that everyone was smiling. You took this moment to look at what everyone was wearing, only having the chance to see what the King, the Queen Dowager, Yoongi and your mother had been wearing. The boys were all wearing various shades of red and white. The colour complements their skin brilliantly underneath the lamplight. It made their eyes shine even brighter than they already were. Taking in a deep breath you allow yourself to feel happy and content at this moment. You felt free and able to finally breathe.

Moments, after you were all sat down, the doors opened and two lines of servants filed into the room, some holding food, some holding drinks, some had cups and some had cutlery. Before your very eyes, the things in their hands were set out in their perfect positions, cups were filled as well as plates and hearts were opened, as the conversation began.

Namjoon manages to sneakily move his chair as close to you as he can without making the other boys jealous, which he knows will lead to the young ones play fighting, and who knows how that’ll end. Catching your eyes, he leans closer to you, and you lean closer to him. He speaks in a quiet tone, the smile showing in his eyes and on his lips. “Thank you for accepting my proposal, I promise I will make you the happiest woman alive, as you have made me and my boys- I mean men, the last few weeks” he speaks.

“My king, do not fear, I know of the relationship between you and the boys- I mean men” you copy, making him laugh before you continue “I have come to love each and every one of you and I would be honoured to join your family”. The smile on Namjoon’s face when you tell him this, makes his smile larger, and a blush fall from his ears to his cheeks. Namjoon takes your hand before speaking again “Well if that’s the case then I can’t wait to marry you, and 50 days can’t come soon enough, Nae salang/Sarang”. Seconds later, he lets go of your hand before standing up to address the people in the room.

Firstly, he turns to the servants “Thank you for your work, you may go and enjoy the party, this can all be cleared up tomorrow, tonight we celebrate.” Then he turns to the people at the table, clasping his cup, he brings it to the air “And to my family, let us celebrate a union of two families, let us celebrate love in all its forms and let us celebrate our blessings. To celebrating!” he says, lifting his glass every so slightly higher at the end of his statement.

“To celebrating!” everyone yells in unison, with their classes similarly raised in the air to the kings. Once everyone has yelled out, Namjoon sits down, and the conversations re-begin. Memories are shared between people, laughter is heard and love is shared. In that room, love and happiness were evident for even a blind man to see and feel.

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The next day you woke up to a knock at your door. It was Hwasa waking you up.

“Good morning your majesty,” she tells you “You have a busy day today, we must get you bathed and dressed”.

“Please do not call me ‘Your Majesty’” you giggle to Hwasa, “you’ll give me an ego,” you tell her with a wink. She laughs alongside you, before taking your hand and bringing you back into the bathing room. “Today's bath will be shorter as you have a very busy day, I will come back and collect you when it is time, do you need anything else ma’am?” she asks. You smile and shake your head, excited to enjoy your bath no matter how long you would be in it.

Stepping into the bath, you allow yourself to feel the warmth surrounding your body, the muscles that were tense from anxiety the past few days slowly releasing and making your body feel at ease. You dip your head into the bath, allowing your hair to enjoy the water as well. The bath is exactly what you needed this morning, and you were relieved that it was able to be added to your busy schedule.

Around 15 minutes later, Hwasa walks back into the room, holding a long cloth that would dry you and a silken red robe with dragons embroidered into it. “The king and his men had this made for you. They had them make it as soon as you agreed to be the royal bride” she tells you. This information brings a smile to your face, and once your cloth is tied around you, you reach out for the robe, wanting to feel it in your hands. You place the robe delicately around your shoulders as you follow Hwasa out of the room, and into where you dressed each day. On your way, however, you noticed that all of your stuff had been placed into boxes.

“Why is my stuff in boxes? I thought I was to stay…” your voice trembles, anxiety hitting you like a brick wall.

“Do not worry” Hwasa reassures, “you are staying, you are just being moved to a different courtyard closer to the king and his men, it is tradition. You will be transferred from the emerald apartment to the cherry blossom courtyard, which is on the other side of the cherry blossom garden. Oh, a letter has arrived for you today by the way!”

“A letter? Who from?” you ask as Hwasa hands you the letter. You pull the wax away from the envelope and open it up.

Her future royal highness, y/n,

This letter was written to you regarding the royal engagement. It is a formal proposal letter. Please enjoy you’re new homing in the Cherry Blossom Garden. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to contact any of us.

Sincerely,

King Kim Namjoon

And the boys

You giggled at the little addition at the bottom of the letter added by your boys, it made you even more sure that you were making the right decision. Folding the letter back up, you place it, along with the envelope on the dressing table near you.

“Well then, I guess we had better get ready so we can see this new venue.” you grinned at her.

Hwasa brings you over to the dressing table which still remained, sitting beautifully in front of two doors that would slide open. Realising this was your last day here, you decided to be bold and ask the woman, who had quickly become your friend, to open those doors whilst you had your hair and makeup done. She agreed but notified you that you must get dressed first, turning her hand towards the cotton figurine that stood in the doorway near your bedroom. Looking over at the hanbok you noticed the colour, it was a deep red colour, similar to the one you wore to the dinner the other day. And similar to the other, you noticed a gold band along the bottom of the skirt. Looking closer at it you noticed that it had been embroidered with both the seal of the dragon, one of royalty, and the seal of your house, tigers. Your heart lept with warmth and love at the thoughtfulness of your boys. A part of you felt weird calling them your boys when you haven’t had more than a crush before in your life. But in the same way, you have never felt more loved in your life. With a smile, you turned to Hwasa and stood to allow her to help you get ready.

Once you were dressed, minus your gomusin and beoseon, you sat down and looked at yourself in the mirror as Hwasa opened the doors allowing the light to flood into the room. Feeling the warmth on your face, you felt at peace for the first time in a very long time. Hwasa and Hyo-Seong quickly moved on to applying your makeup and hair. The makeup was applied with a sense of regality that hadn't quite been there in the past times your makeup was done. Next was your hair, pulled in different directions and braided before being placed into an updo. Two matching hair pins are slid into the final hair-do, making it perfect. It still felt unreal to look at yourself in the mirror as your hair was done by two of the king’s servants. A sudden anxiety hit you as you realised you were to become the royal bride in less than 2 months. Noticing the anxious look on your face, Hwasa places a gentle hand on your shoulder, offering you a kind but small smile.

“Your mother should be here soon, she was staying in the azurite apartment, but she will also be moving to the cherry blossom courtyard to stay with you until the wedding.”

As soon as the words fell from her lips, the anxiety that was building in your heart melted away till there was barely any left. Hwasa smiled at your now relaxed face, before picking up your makeup and opening the bits she needed.

“Now… let's do your makeup so we can go and see your new residence” Hyo-Seong smiled at the two of you.

After a few minutes, your makeup was done and you stood from your seat, you took one last look at the view from where you had been sat before turning towards the door and putting on your beoseon and gomusin. Hwasa and Hyo-Seong each took a door and opened it, allowing you to exit from the apartment you had spent the last two weeks in for the final time. To your surprise, Yoongi and Namjoon were waiting outside, surrounded by some of their guards, whose faces you had come to recognise but had yet been unable to put a name to. Noticing that the doors had opened up, Namjoon and Yoongi looked up, seeing you. The smiles on their faces brought a smile to your own.

Namjoon steps towards you, followed closely by the older but shorter man. The younger man reaches you within a few steps and greets you with a bow. The cat-like man followed his suit. Standing to full height once again, Namjoon grins at you.

“Good morning my queen, I take it you know where you are to move to today?” he asked, the grin just as wide at the end of his question as it was at the beginning. Pretending that you didn’t know, you let the grin that was on your face fall.

“Are you sending me home your Highness?” You asked with mock sadness on your face. Namjoon’s smile fell instantly, as did the man smile behind him.

“NO!” He yelled, moving towards you, before pausing. “I'm sorry, I mean… I mean no you are not being sent home” he spoke in a calmer tone. You took a step closer to the man before speaking again.

“Hmm,” you sighed, taking another step forward. “Well then…” you carried on, slipping your smaller hand into his much larger one. “I guess you’ll just have to guide me to wherever I am to be moved to today” you finished with a smile. Relief instantly flooded the men before you’s faces. Namjoons smile returned to his face, as he turned to Yoongi, “It looks like we have another prankster on our hands, don’t tell the maknaes, we need this one on our side.” Yoongi replied with a small nod of his head and a gorgeous smirk, agreeing with what the man before him had said, secretly planning pranks the two of you could do in his head. Namjoon grips your hand in his and turns towards the pathway that would take you to the cherry blossom courtyard.

“Let us go, my queen” he spoke quietly into your ear.

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mclarensangel · 2 years ago

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Chapter 8- Cherry Blossom Courtyard

warnings: mentions of suggestive-ness, plus-sized character, first kiss, house jealousy (it's me, I'm jealous), m x m kiss, f x m kiss, AFAB character, loosely based on my research of Korean royalty and fashion, feeling undeserving.

2.3 k words.

Please message me if you want me to add to the warnings, or would like to be a proofreader! Also, I am sorry that the chapter isn't very long.

The cherry blossom courtyard was much larger than you could ever have suspected. Much larger than the apartment you had been staying in and your childhood home put together. This was almost the size of the king's apartments, only just smaller. You felt like you didn’t deserve it, for just you. But then you remembered it wouldn’t be just you. Your mother would be staying with you till the wedding and as far as you knew, Chan and Changbin. Namjoon and Yoongi must have noticed your eyes widening at the sight of where you would be staying until the wedding, as when you turned to look at them, they were already looking at you, smiles as big as yours on their lips.

“If it’s okay, I would like to show you around before your eomma arrives?” Namjoon asks, Yoongi stood closely behind him. You smile at the pair, nodding your hand slightly. Your hand that was free from Namjoon’s hand reached forward and took hold of Yoongi’s hand, making the usually stoic man’s tanned cheeks glow slightly with a pink blush. “I would love that,” you told the men before you. Everything was still for a moment before Namjoon pulled the pair of you forward like an excited child. You let out a small laugh and allowed yourself to be pulled forward and up a small set of stairs by the golden retriever man. The tall man was through the door first, followed you and then Yoongi.

The inside was just as beautiful, if not more, than the outside. In the Emerald Apartment, when you went through the front door, you were greeted by the room you would get changed in, have your hair and makeup done, and would lead to the bathroom, courtyard and other bedrooms. However, in the Cherry Blossom Courtyard, this room was just a room with a bench for you to sit and wait or place flowers on the nearby table. This was as Yoongi would quickly explain to you was called an entrance room, its only use being as its name said, an entrance to the rest of the house from the front door. You had never been in a home that had a room like this before you, so you couldn’t help but look around trying to take every detail in. The boys stood there watching you, as you turned yourself to try to look at every inch of the room. When you had your back to them to look at what was behind you, the boys gestured to the guards that were standing nearby, telling them to check the house for people just in case. By the time that you turned back around again, you were none the wiser, and ready to explore the rest of the rooms.

“Which door do you want to go through first?” the shorter black-haired man asked you. Although you had tried to take in every detail of the room, you somehow failed to miss the fact that there were two other doors in the room than the one you came in through. Looking between the doors you finally came to an answer “Left. Then right”. A small smile graced the man's lips, as he nodded. This time, Yoongi took your and Namjoon’s hands, pulling you towards the left door, the guards opening it before he could even get his hands onto the handle. Peaking your head around the black-cat man you looked at what was in this room.

Straight ahead from you, was another door, made in the same dark oak wood as the door that you just came through. To the left of you was a wall made entirely from angojiki that was currently closed, but due to it being summer, the walls were thin enough to be able to hear the river that was nearby flowing. Namjoon let go of your hand to move towards the doors, sliding them open. And once they were, Yoongi brought you over. Namjoon stands behind you, wrapping his hands around your waist where your newest chima was tied, his thumbs resting slightly against the small amount of flesh between the chima and the chest band that you wore beneath the jeoksam. Your breath hitched at the sensation of the soft yet slightly rough fingertips swiping so close to your breasts. The sensation was completely new to you. You could feel Namjoon smirk against your neck where he had rested his head. Yoongi who was watching the situation unfold finally spoke, “Look at our little gongju, she's as red as her clothing, at the slightest touch from her king” he teased, getting closer to the pair of you. He took a larger step and before you could get another breath in, he was right in front of the pair of you. Smirking, he placed his hands on your hips, pulling you into his front. His smirk only grew as he heard your breath catch in your throat. The teasing continued as Namjoon moved his head up slightly so his leant over body was more to the height of Yoongi, and used one of the hands that had been teasing you to pull Yoongi closer by his neck and into a passionate kiss. Having never had your first kiss, you watched the two men kiss in interest. It only took a few moments before the two pulled away, both looking towards you, noticing you in your flustered state.

“Little gongju is jealous, she's not getting any attention” Namjoon spoke, his voice deeper than it was just moments ago. His hand slipped from the side of Yoongi’s neck and back to your waist, where his pointer fingers rubbed slightly higher than where they had before. His head rests back on your shoulder where it was, but this time instead of his head pointing towards the opened doors, his head was pointed towards your neck. You could feel his hot breath on your neck as his mouth got closer to your neck. And within mere seconds, his plump lips were attached to your neck. The sensation of his lips on your neck was like nothing you could ever describe. You felt like you couldn’t feel any higher than you already did until Yoongi placed his lips on yours. Panicking you pulled away from him. You saw the hurt briefly flash in his eyes before the confusion settled in his beautiful brown eyes.

“I’ve never had my first kiss” you mumbled tilting your head to the ground. Somehow, both men were able to hear your mumbles. Yoongi let out a breathy laugh, his finger finding its way under your chin and his thumb finding refuge on your chin. He used his finger to pull your chin up into looking at him. “Don’t worry your sweet little head about anything Eolin-I. We will teach you everything you need to know. Your ours now” he spoke, his deep voice somehow even deeper. You could feel his breath on your lips as they almost touched. “Just follow my lead,” he says before crashing his lips back onto yours. You allow yourself to relax, eyes closing, following Yoongi’s actions, whilst trying to copy the actions you felt from Namjoon on your neck. After a few heated seconds, Yoongi pulls away, resting his large hand on the cheek opposite where Namjoon was still attacking your neck. His hands holding your waist tighter. “Good girl,” he says. You can feel your already red cheeks burning a deeper red and a strange sensation in your lower tummy.

Yoongi takes another step back before going to stand next to you again. Namjoon stops moments after Yoongi’s movement to your side. You turn your head slightly to look at the regal man, to see his eyes slightly darker and his already plump lips, plumper. You used the last bit of confidence that you were feeling from the interaction from moments before, to push yourself forward and kiss him on the lips. The kiss was messy and yet still romantic. You turned your body to face his, and he allowed his body to stand up straighter. His hands moved from your waist to your neck. His large hands held you delicately on either side of your neck as you tried to deepen the kiss.

After a few seconds, that felt like so much longer, the pair of you broke apart. Your cheeks flushed remembering that Yoongi was in the room, watching you initiate your first make-out session, and with the king no less. Namjoon smiles at you, a smile which is almost a smirk, and grabs your hand to bring you closer to the opening of the window. The other attractive man follows alongside the pair of you. Yoongi places his hand on your waist, whilst Namjoon’s hand remains in yours. The three of you look out at the view for a few seconds before Namjoon speaks whilst lifting his arm, pointing to a building slightly up the hill.

“You see the house up there?” he asks you, turning to you to see your reaction. You nod your head, confused as to why he was asking you about this house when he has told you that this is where you will be staying till after the marriage. Yoongi, who has been watching the interaction, chimes into the conversation “That gongju, is our home, we can see perfectly into this room from our shared room, and Namjoon can see perfectly into your room from his private room” he tells you. He watches you for your reaction, trying to see if you understood what he was saying to you.

“You can see into my room? Why would you want to?” you asked, your thoughts falling from your mouth before you could process them in your brain. The two royal men before you looked at you as your brain worked overtime to think of their reasons to tell you what they did.

“Our sweet, innocent little gongju” Namjoon smirks over at Yoongi, his cat-like smirk reflecting his partner’s face. You look at the taller man, confusion swimming through your mind. You didn’t know how to feel about what was happening, were they trying to embarrass you? Namjoon’s smirk slowly began to fall as he saw the frown on your face form. He glances at Yoongi who seems to notice the situation happening before them wasn’t going in the way that they had intended it to do.

“Eolin-I were saying that we will be able to see into your room… if you allow us to…” Yoongi begins, his voice low as he speaks gently to you. “So, as we are unable to formally see you, especially in… certain ways… we would be able to without anyone getting caught.” he carries on.

“You could, for example, send us a letter saying-” Namjoon began before you cut him off “Cherry Blossom” “Cherry Blossom, indeed” he finished.

“So what I’m understanding, and please tell me if I’m wrong, you guys want to be able to see me, maybe in my bathroom, or maybe in my room, perhaps in just a slip or maybe less? I thought you were respectable men!” You spoke, your voice serious, trying to see if they could tell that you were joking.

“Indeed!” Namjoon said before fully realising what you said. “Wait! We are respectable men eolin-i I promise, we didn’t mean it in a tone that would suggest that we didn't respect you” Namjoon speed talks to the pair of you. You tried to keep your smile from your face, especially as you felt Yoongi’s hand tighten around your waist.

“My love,” You told him. “I was simply joking with you. I did not intend to upset you”

“My love?” He asks

“Sorry… my loves,” you say, grabbing both Yoongi and Namjoon’s hands and squeezing them. “I would be honoured to tease the King of the country of Korea… and his men” you finished with a wink to the black cat-like man. Both of the men’s cheeks filled with a beautiful pink blush that reminded you of the blossoms that grew from the trees outside of the window.

“You had us there” he said, and used his pointer finger and thumb to grip your chin, before pulling you into a teasing kiss.

Once you had pulled away, you took hold of both of his hands and took a step closer towards him. “My king, I would do anything for you, if it meant that I could feel your lips against mine again” you told him, placing one of your hands against his cheek, pulling him down to kiss his cheek before turning to Yoongi. “My love, it is the same for you, I would do anything to feel the pressure of your lips against mine” kissing his cheek also.

You took a step back from the pair of them. Smiling at both of them. “I love you both so much already, in fact, I love you all so much. I cannot believe that this is my life, that I get to feel the love that I have only ever dreamed of. My heart has never felt so full, so happy, so in love” you told them. “This feels like a dream, that I’m scared to wake up from” you carried on “and I will do everything that I can do to make you all happy” you say. You take a seat on one of the steps that lead up onto the platform where the bath had been placed inside. The two men look at each other before sitting on either side of you, each taking a hand into their own, allowing you to speak what you were feeling. “So” you continued, “I will be taking a bath as the sky turns blue tonight if you are perhaps to be together in your room tonight” you spoke, nerves filling every fibre of your body as you spoke.

“Shall we continue onto the rest of the house my loves?”

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