princess!reader x servant!jimin hc/fic
you were born into a life of royalty.
everything you wanted came easily. you were your land’s pride and joy as well as your father’s.
your father saw this and knew he needed to fix this quickly
he appointed jimin, a young boy who lived a semi-normal life in your kingdom, to be your servant. he requested that jimin be at your every beck and call.
you were each other’s entire world from the moment you met. you couldn’t remember life without him and vice versa.
you two grew up together and changed from kids to teen to adults.
at some point during those years, the two of you had fallen for each other. openly yearning for one another.
he had even given you your first kiss on your 18th birthday, in secret of course.
after that, your relationship had been comprised of secret affection, stolen kisses and longing glances
there was never any talk of furthering the relationship or putting a title on things because you both knew that it would complicate everything and you were afraid that your father might separate you from jimin
this went on for years until word had spread around the castle when some people had seen you and jimin interacting outside of your quarters and it quickly made its way to your father
your father was a stern and stubborn king but you were his one and only child,his princess, so he bent to your will. allowing jimin to still be by your side.
you were to meet a suitor to be wed to. a prince from another country who was far from being in line for the throne.
he claimed it was your duty as a princess, and only daughter to find the next king for your people.
you begrudgingly obliged, knowing this was his punishment.
“why must you go?” jimin groans as you get ready for your departure.
“it is my duty as the princess of this land,” you sigh, “besides what if this prince is a handsome, noble and charming man and i happen to fall in love.”
you were met with silence. you were only joking to lighten the mood but jokes have never been your forte. you turn around to see jimin’s dark gaze trained on you. he looked broken by your words. you grab his hands and lock eyes.
“i was joking, you know,” you say, softly and it looks as if a weight was lifted off of his shoulders, “i vow to never fall in love with anyone but you, till the end of time.”
“and if you do?” he asks.
“then may the gods send me the wrath of hell.” you smile, leaning so close that you forehead are touching. you soak in the presence of each other until you were called to leave.
upon meeting the prince you were meant to wed, you were withdrawn.
he was a very handsome man, and well mannered too
however, when you were left alone to get acquainted, you were left with a bad taste in your mouth.
he was ill tempered and quite rude, especially about your body.
he believed the body of a princess should be small and fragile looking and because you did not look the part you were a lazy princess who would have to be arranged to be wed in order to have any semblance of romance in your life.
“that’s not a very nice thing to say to the woman who can make you a king,” you spat, “and there are many a man that would kiss the ground i walk on with no other reason than to be in my presence. surely not to become king,”
“because the men of your kingdom have no standards with a princess who looks as unsightly as you,” he scoffs, “when i am king, they will come to their senses.”
“you musn’t forget,” you press, stepping forward, “you may become king, but it is my land and they are my people. i have been preparing to rule my entire life and i can do so with or without you.”
your father had made a grave mistake in having you meet, and even started regretting forcing the life of marriages of convenience on you shortly after.
he saw the effect it made on you before anyone else could.
you had become mean spirited and closed off from everyone, choosing to spend time alone in your quarters day in and day out, only being seen for meals.
you had even turned jimin away time after time, causing him to worry as well.
a week had passed before your father had called upon jimin.
“you called, your highness?” he asks, bowing.
“i did,” the king sighs, “i worried for my daughter. she has not been the same since she met the prince.”
jimin hums, hoping to hear that you were okay.
“do you love my daughter, young man?” your father asks.
“i do,” jimin answered without hesitation, “she is the light of my life. i cannot remember what my life was like before her and i cannot imagine what my life would be like without her. i am well aware the with my upbringing that i can never truly be with the princess but the time we have spent together was not in vain. i have gotten to love the most beautiful woman in the world, even if just for a few years. that means the world to me.”
the king just stares with a hardened expression and jimin begins to feel the weight of his words crush him. he knows that speaking as freely as he did could get him punished but he figured since the king asked that he should answer honestly.
“i haven’t heard such a sentiment since i fell in love with y/n’s mother,” the king says and jimin’s eyes widen, “you’d make a fine king one day.”
“but sir-” jimin starts but is sent away to get you.
jimin is stunned but feel like he is floating from you father’s approval of him when he reaches your door.
he says almost nothing while accompanying you to see your father and you just stare at him suspiciously.
“hello father.” you bow and look and his soft eyes on you.
“hi princess,” he says softly, smiling. you sit at his feet patiently waiting for him to speak, “what did you think of the prince?”
“he’s not quite ready to be a king,” you sigh, “and he’s not a fit man for a lady such as i. i do not wish to marry him.”
“are you saying this genuinely or are you saying this to be with jimin?”
“jimin has nothing to do with this. you have raised me to know this land and the responsibilities i owe to the people. i am willing to be queen and take on those responsibilities without being wed.” you explain.
“do you love jimin?” he asks.
“like the moon loves the sun.” you answer.
“in the early morning. when the world stands still while the darkness turns to light, the moon will cling to both light and dark to see the sun in the sky, if even for a short moment. that’s why you can seen both in the sky if you were lucky enough. he is my sun. i cling to a distant reality in order to be in love with him, even if it won’t be for long.”
“i was a fool to appoint jimin, assuming you wouldn’t fall in love with him,” he says and you frown, “but just as i have watched you grow, i have also watched him. and in doing so i have seen more than enough to allow you to choose your own path. i will not stand in your way. if you believe jimin will be a king fit enough for you one day then you may be with him.”
without a word you share a hug with your father, squeezing him tightly. you pull away and smile at him, seeing a twinkle in his eyes.
you and jimin fall for each other openly afterwards.
one night, while laying in bed jimin brought up the suitor.”
“did you fall for him?” he asks and you look at him, amused.
“why? are you feeling envious?” you giggle.
“of course not.” he sighs, looking to the ceiling.
“it doesn’t matter, my love. my meeting with him was many moons ago,” you say, “and you will be king someday while he is still the forgotten prince of his kingdom.”
he hums and you kiss him.
“besides, i’ve vowed my love and life to you.” you say.
“and mine to you.” he smiles.
