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All I Ask Of You [Knight!Jungkook x Prince!Taehyung]

Credit: @mintyminn

Genre: Fluff/Romance | Medieval!Au | (age-swap)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Jungkook is sent off into battle to protect the kingdom and Prince Taehyung isn’t ready to let him go.

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Taehyung’s slender fingers wrapped around the silk curtains, carefully drawing them open. The haste transition from the darkness of the rapid snowfall made him grimace, shutting them just as fast as he drew them open.

He gave a longing glance beyond the kingdom that stretched outside his bedroom window. Today could be the last day he sees his royal Knight, Jungkook, alive. Tears threatened to spill at the corner of the prince’s eyes. He couldn’t bare to look outside any longer. With a pivot of his heel, he turned abruptly and rushed through his extravagant bedroom doors to the long and intricately detailed wooden banister. “My Lord. Where are you going?” An elderly servant spared him a glance, halting her cleaning duties.

She was clad in a long white gown with a tattered apron tied around her waist, looking rather beggarly compared to the royal boy standing in front of her. The gold adorning his wrists glistened with every slight movement, the crimson silk embellished cloak flowing behind him as he showed zero signs of slowing down his pace. “I must say farewell to Jungkook. He’s going off to war, isn’t he?” With a dismissive wave of his hand, he descended the steps, a streak of red cloth following his path. With how nonchalant he said those wretched words, anyone would think it didn’t affect him greatly. If only they knew.

The strong gust of wind whirled Jungkook’s long dark locks back, his hold on his horse not loosening one bit. Snowflakes sprinkled from the sky, making the kingdom look remarkable. His eyes crinkled like crescent moons and his pearly whites were on full display as the horse rode him closer to the lavish castle. Snowflakes landed in his lashes, forcing him to flutter them open to see the path ahead of him. His armor clanked with how brisk the ride was and he felt his chest tighten once he got a glance of his forbidden lover from afar. The prince held a single rose in his hand, eyes full of curiosity. Jungkook’s chest swelled with affection and he didn’t even realize the ride was over until his horse neighed a bit too loudly.

Taehyung’s chest rose and fell with a long sigh. He really didn’t want to send off Jungkook. Not like this. Not when his fragile heart was screaming to make him stay. He can vividly recall the nights he was held so tenderly in the warriors arms. Every passionate kiss they shared haunted the royals mind like a mantra. The stolen glances at the dinner table with Taehyung’s father and the servants completely unaware. Completely unaware of the dangerous love blossoming in plain sight. It was hard to not notice with the way Jungkook looked at him. Were hushed whispers, secret hand written love letters and tender lovemaking all they were meant to be?

Jungkook slid off of the horses back, a clunk hitting the ground because of his heavy boots. Each step he took was strident and full of purpose. Taehyung slowly turned his head to the direction of the noise. Their eyes locked. “I had to see you one last time, Your Highness.” The knight squared his shoulders and bowed his head, sweaty bangs falling over his hooded eyes. Taehyung’s breath hitched and he pushed himself off the ground and onto his feet. His delicate hands gently cupped the rugged mans face, closing the space between them. “What am I going to do without you? Must you truly leave me?” Taehyung’s voice betrayed him, resulting in the prince pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth to dissipate the urge to cry.

Those bewitching doe eyes met his and Taehyung could feel his weight shift to his back heel, suddenly losing his balance. Without a second thought, Jungkook outstretched his arm, swiftly snaking it around the smaller boys waist to pull him in. Taehyung timidly set his hand on his firm chest, a wave of embarrassment surging through his body. The knights eyes sparkled with amusement, a soft chuckle vibrating his chest. “It’s my duty. I do not intend to break my promise, Your Highness.” The prince can’t help but think Jungkook looks rather dashing with the snowflakes falling into the soft strands of his hair and the way he’s looking down at him as if he’s the most important thing in the universe. The knight’s expression remains painfully serene, slightly irking Taehyung. Jungkook quirks an eyebrow, gently cupping the younger boys face with one hand. Taehyung can’t help but admire how well he can handle things. He also takes note of how rough and calloused his lovers skin is due to the extensive years of harsh training and fighting.

“My father has arranged my marriage sooner than expected. I will wait for your return. I will not marry, unless it is you.” Taehyung confessed bravely, his face inching closer to Jungkook’s by the second. Jungkook’s eyes widened, his grip on Taehyung’s hips tightening. His deep voice sent a spur of desire to ignite through Taehyung. “I have already courted you. I defy the stars for not allowing us to be together.” Taehyung could feel his face grow hot even though there was nothing but lofts of snow surrounding them.

“Don’t defy the stars. For the stars aligned the moment I met you..” Taehyung smiled softly, a sense of melancholy creeping it’s way into his mind. Jungkook confidently countered back, “I shall defy your father then.” Taehyung giggled quietly, trying to stifle his laughter by biting his bottom lip. “I wonder what he would do if he saw us share a kiss right in front of the castle?” Taehyung parted his lips, as if to speak or argue with the mans impulsive request. What if the maids saw them? What if-

A pair of strong hands pushed him against the wall and soft wet lips met his. Taehyung furrowed his brows in confusion for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. Jungkook hovered over him, encaging him so he couldn’t escape. His lips trailed down to the boys jawline, leaving tender kisses here and there. Taehyung clutched onto him, desperately wanting to close the space between them. “Not here.” Taehyung breathed out shyly, burrowing his face in his lovers chest.

Jungkook smiled mischievously, picking up the prince with one prompt motion. Taehyung gasped in surprise, holding onto him for dear life. Jungkook held him bridal style, practically sprinting into the castle and upstairs to the second floor where Taehyung’s room resided. Several servants looked at each other with a bewildered expression, mouths agape. “Your Highness! You have to practice for your coronation ceremony today!” The master of the wardrobe called out to him but it was too late. The two were stowed away in their own little world.

Jungkook gently laid Taehyung down onto his bed , carefully peeling off his armor. Taehyung looked up at him through his long lashes, sitting peacefully on the edge of his bed. “Cute.” Jungkook looked down at him, showing off Taehyung’s favorite smile. Jungkook had bandages wrapped around his lower abdomen, crimson blood stains gradually seeping through. Taehyung let out a gasp. “What happened? How could you not have said anything?” Taehyung rushed to his aid, vision blurred with tears and distress. “I’ll tell them you’re injured and you cannot go! They won’t make you go if they find out you’re-”

“It’s not that simple! This will heal in time for battle. I live to serve you.” His hand balled into a fist at his side and he let out a disgruntled noise. Taehyung was startled and winced at his words. “I can’t let you go. Not when you’re injured.” He responded meekly, looking down at his own two feet.

“I must leave at dawn.”

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