-[Jimin]-

Oh...

I looked at her like she had grew two head, which she probably did. 

"I'm a b-boy, and I-I'm sorry" Yoon Ji - is that even his name - said as a single droplet of tear slid of his face. 

Stop that. 

"I'm so sorry" he repeated as he looked down shamefully, as I stared at him in disbelief.

I listened to him say 'I'm sorry' like a mantra, like a broken mix tape that goes over... and over...
I watch as he starts shaking again and his sorry's start to to turn into short gasp and broken cries as he continues, even when more tears starts rolling down his cheeks.

His pale cheeks, that are now a horrible shade of blotchy red. 

"you're kidding me, right?" my voice suddenly said cutting through his mantra, which made him froze and look at me fearfully, 

, I wasn't supposed to say that. 

He stiffly shook his head sniffling slightly, "I'm sorry" he said again, 

Oh my ing , stop saying sorry. 

It's annoying. 

"sorry doesn't change anything, you can't be a boy. You're hair! The dress you wore at the ball"
Okay, someone needs to stop me before I do something bad. 

I mean it's still Yoon Ji right? 

But... in a boy version, 

"I-I am a boy... a-and I'm wearing a w-w-wig" he muttered broken, 

It hurt me to see him like this, I mean he might be a boy but he still has the face of my lover, I-I mean... Yoon Ji.

"a wig? Prove it to me"

I don't even know what's going out of my mouth anymore, 

I'm in such disbelief and confusing right now, that my mouth is going autopilot. 

I'm biual for god sake, Yoon Ji being a boy shouldn't affect me this much. 

It shouldn't...

"I c-cant..." he whimpered out like a kicked puppy, 

don't do that. 

"why not?"

Stab me with a spork please. 

"b-because..." he stopped looking at me nervously, nibbling at his bottom lip furiously that I'm afraid that it'll bleed. 

"-you'll hate me" He whispered so quiet I almost missed it,

"Hate you?!" I asked incredulously,

"Y-yeah" He said his voice cracking, as he gripped tightly on his red coat,

"I mean.... D-don't you hate me?" He asked shyly and with slight nervousness (screw that he sounded like he was ready to run),

Good question.

Do I hate him?

I mean I'm not even sure if he's just joking with me but he looks serious, if only he'll take off his wig...

"Can you take off your wig? I mean... You're joking... right?" I asked my eyes suddenly finding interest in the sky that's slowly darkening, without realizing that Yoon Ji stiffened,

"I-I'm not joking..." he whispered and sighed deeply and with hesitance he took of his wig which caught my eye as I look at him with an intent gaze,

He looked...

Like a boy.

His eyes looking at me nervously as - the wig now sadly lying on the ground beside him - he bit his bottom lips even harder now and I was somehow startled to see blood start to spill from the split bottom lip (it was tiny, but still!!!),

"Stop biting your lip" I suddenly blurt out, Yoon Ji seemed to look surprised as he looked unsurely but obeyed as his teeth let go of his now vibrant red and plump lip from all the biting,

After that it was just an awkward and tense silent covering us, as Yoon Ji seemed to fidget from time to time, as I kept quiet and stared at him with my thoughts running wild, another thought comes toppling over another one and another also topples that thought,

It's a mess really.

Because it's not everyday you find out your supposedly soon-to-be-wife (well, not wife anymore) was actually supposed to be soon-to-be-husband.

Frowning slightly at the image of his his lips, that has now stopped bleeding and left a rather ugly split.

.

.

.

What now?

Do we like... just go back to normal?

I mean nothing is normal now.

I sighed confused and dizzily, my head hurts from the ing turbulence of thoughts,

"Yoon J-" I was about to say, but I stopped.

Is Yoon Ji her name?

Yoon Ji who seemed to have noticed my expression quietly said,

"It's Yoongi, the names Min Yoongi" he whispered out, his hands clasped together tightly,

Yoongi?
Wait.... Isn't that the name of his older brother?

Wait w-

Okay. Stop right there. I'm too tired for this .

"Come on..." I said as I stood up slowly, as Yoongi looked up to me fearfully and startled,

"W-what?" he asked eyeing my outstretched arm suspiciously, I rolled my eyes at me which made me look calm but really the waters inside are in raging like crazy,

"You're just gonna sit there? Or what?" I asked trying to lighten up the mood, but it only ended up awkward as he reluctantly clasped his own hand with my own - completely ignoring the sudden jolt of electric - as I pulled her up, as his feet seemed to wobble slightly,

"Do you want me to carry you?" I asked softly, as Yoongi's cheeks suddenly flushed red as he shyly shook his head as I raised my eyebrows at him slightly,

I was about to remove my hand but his grip seemed to - rather shyly - tighten slightly, so I didn't removed it.

I bend over to grab the wig,

"Here put it on" I said,

To be honest, I have no idea what I'm supposed to do now.

Yoongi looked at me confused but nodded as he removed his hand from mine - of course I didn't tried to hold on tighter, I mean... why would I? - to put on his wig, and just like that the person in front of me is now Yoon Ji and is a girl.

But the person isn't a girl, the person is a boy.

It's like a day and night thing.

I was so ready to scream when Yoongi looked at me shyly and nervously, Yoongi really looks like Yoon Ji... because he is Yoon Ji.

WHAT THE ?!

How did I not notice this?

I watched as Yoongi gulped-

Omg, the adam's apple.

How did I-

I'm so stupid.

I mentally facepalmed myself, I had noticed the adam's apple but shrugged it off.

My exasperated expression must have scared Yoongi as he looked at me, frightened.

"You hate me? Don't you?" he said with the saddest and depressing tone that made me want vomit,

I may have just found out Yoon Ji is a boy but he's still my Yoon Ji.

You know, I don't feel any hatred (unsurprisingly)...

Just confusion, dizziness and hurt.

Confused to what's happening.

Dizziness because of all the thoughts scrambling all over in my mind.

And hurt because... (it may sound stupid but-)... Because I can't believe he didn't trust me enough to not hate him even when he just lied to me (greatly) and for not telling me earlier,

But of course not hatred.

I couldn't. Never.

And I hate myself for that.

I mean... aren't I supposed to hate him now just like all those cliche dramas I've seen occasionally in the tv?

So why don't I hate him?

I snapped out of my thoughts when Yoongi really looked like he was about to run and cry,

I shook my head, as Yoongi looked surprised (again).

"W-what?!" He blurted out confused and hopeful tinted in his tone as he looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his,

"I don't hate you" I say firmly as to reassure him that I don't hate him,

"B-but why?!" He asked incredulously and he looked like he was about to cry again, "I lied to you! Aren't you gonna throw me out or something?! I just lied to the oldest Prince of Royal Family of Seoul! Seoul the capital of South Korea! I lied in front of the thousands of people!" He said rapidly in disbelief but the relief in his eyes said another story,

My lips curved slightly in amusement,

"Shush will you" I say amusedly as I clasped my hands again with him as I squeezed it reassuringly as Yoongi - still looking confused - blushed,

"I know how completely wrong what you did and you still need to explain a lot of things... but" - now I was the one blushing slightly, embarrassed on what I'm about to say - "But... you're still the same person that I somehow..." - I gulped nervously - "started falling for, still not sure what.. But there is something... plus you're my Princess to my Fairy Tale story" I said shyly and completely bright red at how cheesy that was, as Yoongi seemed to look stunned for a minute at the sudden confession before the blush starts to creep in,

We must look really stupidly in love (wait what?) right now, blushing like idiots.

Before Yoongi coughed slightly making me look up at him,

I had to hold in a snicker at his face.

He literally looked the definition of a tomato.

"C-come on... it's getting dark" He managed to stutter out, as I too realized that the sky seemed to get darker every second,

I nodded at him in agreement, as I tightened my grip on his large hands that seemed to almost engulfed my own, but it seemed right.

Before I turned around and start walking with Yoongi shyly walking beside me,

We walked in a rather comfortable silence, that contrasted greatly from the atmosphere just awhile ago.

Mentally taking notes at the way Yoongi starts edging closer to my side which unsurprisingly didn't bothered me too much, considering it made something erupt in my stomach.

The silence was broken by Yoongi,

"Thank you" he said softly, I looked at him confused.

Thank you for what?

"Why are you saying thank you?" I asked baffled,

"For... not hating on me" he mumbled,

"Oh" I say not really sure how to reply to that, I mean.... It's obvious I don't hate him...

Even though my first reaction wasn't really assuring.

I scrunched my nose in disgust, I can't believed I reacted like that.

But the raging waters was completely oblivious to Yoongi who only hummed,

> - - - - - - <

When we had gotten inside the castle I instantly started walking to our room, not really wanting to be bothered by Taehyung or Jungkook (or anyone in general - except Yoongi)

"Come on, before anyone notices us" I had whispered out to Yoongi who only nodded in agreement, as we stealthily walked to our room.

I sighed in relief when we reached there without anyone bothering us,

When I entered I was quick to flop down on the couch with Yoongi snuggled close to me,

It was weird calling him Yoongi since he looked like Yoon Ji.

We had decided to keep Yoongi's real gender from everyone else until Yoongi gets comfortable, I don't want to force him.

He had told me that the only person that knew about this was Hoseok (that's why Hoseok looked nervous), Seokjin (who he said was actually a close friend of him that acts a lot like his own mother) and possibly his cousin Gemini.

He also told me about how he ended up wearing a gown to The Grand Ball, he told me that Hoseok had dared him to win a match against Jin and they were currently in a pool at that time, and there were a bunch of floaties so they decided that whoever managed to walk on those floaties and reached on the other end the fastest wins, Yoongi agreed because he was being cocky and thought that Seokjin would probably fall the second he steps on the floaties but surprisingly despite all odds, Seokjin won leaving Yoongi to accept his end of the deal, which is to attend the ball wearing a gown. (a/n: the match, please refer to Run! BTS Episode 13)

"I'm tired" Yoongi suddenly said breaking me from my reverie, as I hummed in agreement.

I'm tired from everything that just happened. I still need time to comprehend all of this, and because I realized that the 'Royal' family will be meeting with the 'non-existent' older brother of Yoon Ji.

"I just realized that we still have to meet your non-existent older brother" I said with a rather amused tone, as Yoongi suddenly look alarm before groaning out loud in annoyance,

"" he said under his breathe, "this is soo dumb" he covered his face exasperatedly.

"I co-" I was about to offer in helping him but I was cut off by him,

"Stop, you know what. I'm too tired for this, can we talk about this tomorrow?" He asked me with a annoyed look,

With a amused smile I unsurely agreed,

"Uh... sure I guess?"

With that Yoongi mouth curved slightly before snuggling his head on my shoulder, as I shyly wrapped my hands around his shoulder to pull him closer as I sigh,

What a crazy day.

Smh.

-[Yoongi]- (a/n: this is gonna be so hard to write)

I feel a lot of emotion right now.

To be honest i'm more relief and confused than anything.

Like...

Why didn't he hate me? I deserved to be kicked out for lying.

It would have been better if he just kicked me out so there would be no more crazy things happening.

But then again I'm also relief that he didn't kick me out and hate me, because I'm a selfish person that wants him all to myself, that thought of him marrying someone else makes me cringe,

It doesn't feel right.

I was really scared that he'll scream at me and I don't know... hit me or something.

I still couldn't believe I cried... I haven't cried since Gemini left which was 5 years ago,

And damn did I feel embarrassed after,

I probably looked hideous with my snot running and red blotchy cheeks.

I groaned silently to myself at the sudden reminder of what happened just awhile ago as I snuggled closer to Jimin, who had his arms wrapped around me which surprisingly I didn't mind.

I mean he was like a heater. A very cute and fluffy heater.

He smelt really good.

Like... how do I describe this?

Gah, I'm supposed to be good with words.

It seemed like my dictionary have lessened at the presence of Jimin, no matter how cheesy that actually sounds.

Our comfortable and silent bubble was suddenly popped when a faint sound of knocking was heard outside,

I hear Jimin groan silently before straightening up making me shift uncomfortably,

Who the is knocking?

"Uhm... P-Prince Jimin, your highness. D-dinner is ready and the k-king and queen are asking for you" a meek voice said, before a faint shuffling of feet was heard meaning the person had already left,

I groan annoyed,

"Do we really have to join dinner?" I ask, pouting slightly at Jimin, as Jimin only sighed in amusement.

"Of course we have to join, my parents are gonna go crazy if I don't join dinner... especially since it'll be the first dinner with their sons partner" Jimin said, smirking slightly at the end as I try to look disgusted but my ears betrayed me by turning red,

Screw you ears.

You had one job and that was to NOT turn red.

Great job body.

"Come on, before they send Taehyung and Jungkook instead" Jimin said as I had not realized that he had already stood up and was waiting for me to do the same,

I gruffly and lazily stood up, as Jimin smiled brightly at me (for reasons, unknown) before clasping his hands with mine... again.

I've somehow grown used to us always holdings hands (okay... ) that it's kinda weird if we don't..

Do you get it?

> - - - - - - <

"so Jimin, we heard about your incident in the city" Jimin's father had said as we both settle down on our respective seats, I see that everyone was already there and the food was indeed served and ready to be stuffed into my belly, (also I'm rather surprised to find Jin hyung beside Namjoon)

Damn, royalty and their foods are beyond this world.

But I realized what Jimin's dad had questioned and almost instantly felt bad,

Crap is Jimin gonna get scolded?

"hm?" Jimin hummed nervously,

"son, you know you should always keep low when going outside, it's all over the news!" the king said exasperatedly, as everyone waited to be allowed to eat already,

"h-huh?" Jimin stuttered out,

Huh?

"what do you mean?" I suddenly said interfering their conversation which is rude really, but I can't help but feel confused.

"the news, about my son going out with you are all over the newspaper, something about going on a first date" - at that both me and Jimin blushed as everyone (except the king and queen) snickered at that - "which I'm clearly okay with, but please keep a low profile whenever you go on a date or going outside in general, since we don't want any wrong misinterpretation and spread false rumour" the king said shaking his head, as Jimin looked embarrassed.

"Mianhae abeonim, I wasn't really expecting for this to happen..." Jimin said apologetically,

The queen sighed,

"you're lucky we're forgiving Jimin-ah or else I would have send you straight to your room" the queen said firmly,

"I know, I promise I'll be more careful now" Jimin mumbled out,

> - - - - - - <

When dinner was finished we were all dismissed into our respective rooms.

"what a day" I said slumping down on Jimin's bed ready to doze off as Jimin got ready for sleep,

Me being a complete sloth, was too lazy to change out from my clothes just yet.

Today had to be the most emotional day I have encountered, especially with all the crying I had done,

I rolled over the bed as my head face planted into the pillow, that smelled a lot like Jimin, and I may or may not have fallen in love with his smell so I continued to snuggle deeper into the pillow completely oblivious to the fact Jimin had finished getting ready and was now staring at me amusedly,

"what?" I huffed out my voice muffled by the pillow, as I felt Jimin's gaze at my back,

"you know, you're gonna suffocate like that?"

Of course I know that, ing Einstein.

I roll over again so I was facing Jimin this time - which I admit look ing real hot with his wet hair, loose white shirt and shorts that hugged his thighs deliciously, to be honest he looks really able right now but I'm a decent human being that respects people so I won't unless it's okay.

Because consent is hot.

Jimin seems to have catch up with my thoughts because he only smirked - , which only intensified the hotness.

"like what you see?" Jimin asked as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as he also playfully winked at me,

Which only made me want to slap him for being so goddamn rude.

"rude" I say under my breathe I can't help the blush that's slowly creeping into my face,

"only for you, babe" Jimin said snickering amusedly, as I full out blush at the cheesy nickname,

I can't believe I actually gotten myself a person that wants to marry me (I'm still shock at how fast this is going) even after I lied about something very important and vital in a relationship.

"Yoongi... go change" Jimin suddenly said as he eyed at my clothing in distaste,

I looked at him in betrayal for making me go change clothes even after I already made myself comfortable on his bed,

"it still feels weird calling Yoongi after the whole Yoon Ji fiasco" I hear Jimin mutter,

I don't know what I should feel.

Guilty maybe?

So without a second thought I scrambled off the bed and headed off to get ready for sleep,

I'm so not ready for this , yet.

> - - - - - - <

When I finished taking a bath I realized that all the clothing in the closet where specially made for female occupant... not a guy.

.

"JIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNN" I screeched from the bathroom, as I stood at the door of the closet wearing a white bathrobe,

That's when I heard a loud bang as the bathroom door opened and came in a rather startled and confused Jimin.

"what's wrong?! Did you get hurt??! Did someone sneak into the bat-" He abruptly stopped as he stared at me shamelessly, making me shift uncomfortably at his gaze before he snapped out,

"Huh? What's wrong?!" he blurted out his cheeks turning a slight hue of red, making me feel slightly prideful at myself for making him flustered,

"nothing is wrong, calm the down before you wake up the whole castle" I say rolling my eyes at him as the poor boy spluttered to say a word, "I just wanted to tell you that the clothes in the closet doesn't fit me anymore, since I'm a boy... and all" I said with a shrug,

"what?!" Jimin spluttered out in disbelief, "so you screamed like bloody hell because the clothing isn't right, I'm-"

I could tell he was mentally facepalming himself,

"well... yeah, what else am I supposed to wear?" I scoff at,

"gah, you human being" he said shaking his head before stopping to contemplate,

Before his eyes widens and he's suddenly gesturing me to follow him, confused I obeyed.

I only grew more confused as I followed him into his own walk-in closet which was also as grand as my own with different kinds of expensive clothing, only his closet is slightly more bigger than my own,

(So am I supposed to get use to this now?)

"You can borrow my clothes until I find the switch that could change your closet to a more suitable one for you" Jimin said like it was the most normal thing you could find in your own closet,

Who the has a switch that could change a whole walk-in closet into a more 'suitable' one for you?

The Royal Family of course.

"Uhm... you sure?" I asked the thought of wearing his clothes... was somehow appealing,

"Of course, no problemo~" Jimin said making me look at him weirdly,

"So... where's your clothes for sleeping?" I ask looking around for something that looks comfortable for sleeping,

"Oh, it's just over that corner" He said pointing at the supposedly said corner, as I walked towards it noticing a bunch of clothes that looked nice for sleeping, (a/n: Damn I could make a whole chapter with them, looking for sleeping clothes... smh)

None of them looks appealing...

Wait what the ?

With careful hands - because you never know how much this plain white shirts actually cost - as I scavenge for the perfect clothing, I value my sleep so I also value what I wear when I sleep,

After a while (with Jimin's eyes boring at my back, is he ing drilling holes?) I finally picked the perfect match,

I looked at the brands (hmph, I have this weird habit of looking at the kinds of brands I'm wearing... it's weird (a/n: I may or may not have based this weird trait with my own... >.>)) and almost threw the sweatpants and shirt back to where it belongs,

What the ?

Who the hell is this rich?!

And who the hell uses a Gucci (a/n: Tae I'm looking at you <.<) white shirt and a Tom Ford black sweatpants for sleeping?!

You could practically go outside to the fanciest restaurant wearing this and no one would care.

Okay, I need to stop.

Calm down, it's just Gucci and Tom Ford.

Yep... just Gucci and Tom Ford. Completely normal.

"Uhm... Jimin c-can you go outside?" I ask shyly as I realized that Jimin was still boring his eyes at me, wtf?

"Oh... why?" Jimin asked confused,

"I'm gonna change... clothes" I say like it's obvious,

Then Jimin face starts changing into a more of a embarrassed one.

"O-oh, yeah of course. Take your time..." He trailed off as he awkwardly starting walking out,

"Oh and I'll be outside" He said before closing the door, leaving me alone with a bunch of clothes that I could use to buy my very own small private island (I bet you the Royal Family has their very own private island somewhere).

I start to take off my clothes and putting them into a neat pile, before looking at the expensive clothes wearily, before sighing.

I start putting the clothes in and almost fell asleep right there, that's how soft and comfortable the sweatpants and shirt was.

But I regained my senses when the sudden rush of Jimin's scent literally crash landed on me,

this his clothes, which means he wears this (okay, why is this making me feel weird things that I shouldn't ever feel because I'm Min Yoongi).

I tried to ignore the heavy scent of Jimin as I reluctantly open the door and was surprised to see Jimin sitting at the toilet with a serious expression,

-Wait what?

"JIMIN! What the !?" I suddenly blurt out off horror,

Is he literally ting right now?! (a/n: .-.)

"H-huh?!" Jimin looks around alarmed, "w-what's happening?!"

"Are. You. ting?!" I asked pronouncing each word slowly, and Jimin looks at me horrified,

"WHAT?! I'm not ting! I'm just... sitting on the toilet seats..." Jimin said sheepishly as he stood up, and sure enough the toilet lid was not open.

I still looked at him suspiciously...

"Okaaaayyyyyyyy" I said with an intent stare, as Jimin finds this rather amusing,

> - - - - - - <

I don't know how but I ended up spooning with Jimin in his bed.

He had his arms wrap around my waist and I'm currently pressed flushed into his chest and weirdly enough...

It feels right.

And for once I actually slept with a smile on my face.

I'm whipped and I know it.

A/n -

Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

The updating schedule has been changed to Saturday instead if Monday 'cause of school…

I hate school, and it has only been the 1st week of school… but so far so good.

Tbh, I don't have that much to say… other than the fact that this is shorter than other chapters (probs the shortest chap tbh), but it took me the whole day to actually write the whole thing…

Lmao.

I may update real slow, but I ain't giving up on this precious fic of mine.

And if you're wondering my actual goal for every chapter is to at least get 4k words…

Cause why the effing hell not?! (and my angst… YeH the angst part was really short and ended pretty quickly because I just couldn't handle the angst… feel my fluff power~ and for future references… there will be more angst to come but for know enjoy the fluffiness)

GemFact: I have this weird habit of making every clothing in my fics… like I put a lot of details into the clothing, like the brand and the fact I actually search up the different kinds of clothes… weird. And I also want about it as you can see from this chapter.