Taehyung's eyes are wide, "you want to do what now?" Jimin nods,...

Jimin nods, closes the lid of the gift box to stare up at Taehyung, "get married. I want to get married. There are offers. You know. The suitors will come to the ball. The princes from every kingdom. I am getting married."
Jimin shakes his head, "do whatever. I have decided."
Taehyung opens the letter again, a small smile on his lips, "I know," he gulps, "you wrote this to hobi hyung. But I wish..." he closes the letter, "I was there too."
He sleeps peacefully that night.
One of the princes is going to choose a suitor from the annual ball.
Everyone, who gets the invitation, sends back a confirmation and a few courting gifts for the princes.
The ball is in a week.
A knock startles him. He looks up to see Hoseok standing by the door.
"Yes? Come in," Jimin leans back against his pillow, "what is it, hyung?"
Hoseok looks restless, excitement bubbling in his eyes.
Jimin frowns, "a day's break? What errands?"
Hoseok gulps, "some personal errands. I will be going to the Min kingdom. To bring a few things from that palace."
Hoseok stutters, "so- some things are left there. I need to get them. If you get married, then I have to go with you, so before that-"
"When do you need it?" Jimin leans forward, "which day?"
Hoseok gulps, "a day before the ball."
That day, a lot of ships are anchoring in the harbour. Jimin looks at the man who never took a break in this past one year.
Something burns in him, ignites the more he watches Hoseok, "okay. Go. You are permitted a day's break."
Jimin watches him leave and claps his hands.
A guard comes in, stands with his head bowed.
Jimin eyes the empty hallway, "get our most trustworthy spy to follow him. I want to know where he goes. Who he meets. What he does. From now."
"He sent a letter today," Subin narrates, "it was to go to the next harbour."
Jimin sucks in a breath, "the harbour that is just two days away from here?"
Subin nods, "yes, my prince."
Jimin nods, "good."
He watches how Jimin snaps at people if anything is a little out of place.
It is a masquerade ball. Taehyung hates it, but he can do nothing, as he knows Jimin wants it.
Jimin shrugs, "you know, Min kingdom is mine, right? I am going to check up on the value of it. I need to list it all before the wedding."
"No," Jimin shakes his head, "I will go back on my own. You do not worry. I will be back before dawn. Okay? You stay and welcome the guests. They all would want to meet the king. I will join you for dinner."
Taehyung watches Jimin leave.
Jimin frowns at the boy, "the harbour?"
Subin nods, "there is a saloon," he murmurs, "near the harbour. Hoseok went there and asked for a drink. I left my men there to keep an eye on him."
Subin leads the way and Jimin follows.
It takes them almost an hour to reach the harbour, and then they leave the horses at a public stable before walking up to the saloon.
Jimin keeps his veil on, his eyes on the man who looks restless.
Between them are the crowd of people. Sailors, pirates, drunk men hollering at each other…
He frowns.
Normally, Hoseok is very alert. His eyes are skilled, and he is a trustworthy warrior for his sharp skills.
Jimin watches how the man taps his fingers on the table.
Impatient.
Jimin's eyes find Hoseok's gaze and it is fixed on the door of the saloon.
Hoseok's eyes widen, lips parting, before those eyes start to fill with tears.
He stands up on shaky legs as Jimin watches.
The man is wearing a seaweed green jacket, underneath it is another almost same coloured shirt along with a faded blue pant.
Jimin watches how the man combs those black strands of hair as he walks up to Hoseok.
That smile.
That wide smile as he puts Hoseok down and lets Hoseok cup his face.
Hoseok touches all over the man, checking as if to see if he is real...
The bigger that smile grows, the blurrier his vision gets.
When Hoseok throws his arms around Yoongi again, Jimin turns away as if burnt.
He springs up, "I-" he blinks as fast as he can, "I will talk to you later. See you."
He rushes out.
Yoongi sips the ale, nodding, "fine, getting by. I do not know why you forced me to come back by swearing on yourself. What is going o-"
"Jimin wants to get married," Hoseok cuts it short, "the ball is announced for that."
Hoseok watches him, "then, what do you want to do about it?"
Yoongi laughs, "nothing."
Yoongi nods, leaning forward, "Jungkook would go to the ball," he sighs, rubs his temple tiredly, "he just wants to see the prince once before we catch the ship again. I will just spend the night here somewhere. Or on the ship. Frankly, I do not know yet."
Yoongi's smile fades a little, those eyes catch a little moisture, "no," he shakes his head, "it took everything to forget that face. I do not want to remember all over again."
Hoseok chuckles, "she is getting married in a few months too. Told me how she would never forgive you if you do not visit her when you come to meet me."
Yoongi thinks about it, "she is coming for the ball?"
Hoseok nods.
"Where is she staying? I will give her a visit tonight then," Yoongi smiles, "like when we were kids. Surprise her in her room?"
Hoseok laughs, "she hated those."
Yoongi shrugs, "where is she staying?"
Yoongi hums, "I will visit her tonight then. Make sure the way is clear."
Hoseok rolls his eyes, "you sneaky idiot. Fine!"
Yoongi kicks him under the table, "you have two husbands. Do not drool over me."
Hoseok laughs, "I will always drool over you! But, are you sure? Meeting her at night... if you get caught, it will be-"
Hoseok hums.
Behind them, Subin notes down the details before leaving.
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