♛ If all of the Kings had their Queens on the throne, we would pop champagne and raise a toast. ♛

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- Coronation -

Third Person's POV

Five years ago

Taehyung's coronation was no event to take lightly.

On the Prince's sixteenth birthday, the crown would be passed down from the current King to the Prince. He would take it with no arguments and he would lead the kingdom until his child takes the throne.

As his birthday struck and the civilians gathered inside the palace, the Prince and the young maid remained in his suite until given instruction to enter the throne room.

Today would be Jungkook's last day with the official title of personal maid. After today, he would be considered a Prince and nothing lower than that.

Truthfully, Taehyung was ecstatic. He couldn't wait to rule the kingdom with an iron fist and a blank face. In the year that he had slowly begun to take his father's place upon the throne, he built a reputation of cold-hearted and ruthless.

How else did he plan to enforce order? If he allowed the civilians of Fruma to walk all over him, order would never be in place.

They were all below him, after all.

"Are you ready to be crowned King, babe?" The younger questioned. He wore the royal attire Taehyung no longer fit in. He was fourteen now and his voice matured even more. It grew deeper, however, it was not as deep as the Prince's.

He was a little taller too. Taehyung stood at a good three or four inches taller than the younger. He was a little broader from the shoulders but Jungkook had abs and the Prince did not. Jungkook's muscles were more defined, but the Prince was still stronger than the younger.

"I am, my beauty," the Prince recited. He truly was. In less than four hours, he'd walk through those grand, elegant doors of the throne room and take the crown his father once wore upon his head. He would hand his own crown to Jungkook and personally announce the rank-up.

"Good," the younger murmured lowly and a little seductively, "I'm glad, your highness." Taehyung's shoulders relaxed as he sat upon a stool in front of the full-body mirror. Jungkook stood behind him with his fingers curled around Taehyung's broad and muscular shoulders.

"Drop the formalities," the Prince commanded. His voice was deep and full of power. Jungkook loved it. It made him feel powerful as well. "Only joking, baby." The Prince's lips tilted upward in a small smile as his eyes met Jungkook's through the mirror.

"A surprise awaits you, my beauty," the Prince mused. His eyes were darker than before. They were no longer that hazel color as they previously were. They were dark brown as they flashed with his authority. "It's long-awaited but well-deserved."

Jungkook's eyebrows flew up flawlessly as he leaned against the older's back and balanced his weight upon the balls of his feet. "What might that be?" Taehyung's head spun around as he leaned it back a bit and allowed their lips to ghost over one another's.

"It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you, would it?" Jungkook's lips cocked upward in a sly smirk as he closed the gap and allowed their lips to meet. Taehyung kissed him with everything he had. Jungkook returned the kiss with his own emotions.

"I suppose it wouldn't," the younger murmured. His voice was smooth and soothing. It was deep but not overly so. Taehyung loved listening to the younger speak. He treasured the moments when Jungkook would ramble aimlessly and allow his honey-like voice drip from his parted lips.

Those sinful, pink lips of his.

The knocks on the door silenced the pair's actions as the younger allowed his lips to turn into a scowl. If Jungkook despised anything, it was the mere fact that they were always interrupted. He hated being pulled away from his drop-dead gorgeous Prince. His Prince.

They didn't move away from their positions. Jungkook was practically leaning over the Prince as his eyes narrowed into a glare. He had a right to be annoyed. They always stole Taehyung away from him at the best parts.

"Your majesty, the King has requested the arrival of you and your beloved consort." Taehyung's deep sigh cleared the tension in the air as Jungkook's eyes fluttered shut. He attempted to control his annoyance as Taehyung rose to a stand.

However, when Taehyung's hand gripped the younger's waist and squeezed it tightly, Jungkook's eyes shot back open and a smirk decorated his face. "Don't be so angry, my beauty. It doesn't suit that pretty face of yours well. You can have me all night if you wish." Desire coursed through the younger.

All night, hm?

"I'll take you up on that offer, baby," he purred. Taehyung chuckled deeply and pressed their lips together in a passionate, love-filled kiss. They embraced one another and let their love swirl around their pressed chests and stomachs.

Taehyung pulled away with a breathless laugh and effortlessly slipped the royal cape over his attire. It draped down and slide over the polished marble floors whenever he strode down the corridors. It was his birthday gift from his father.

"Shall we, my beauty?" Jungkook nodded. He adjusted the royal pin upon his attire and flashed his Prince a gorgeous smile. As the door was opened, both of them allowed their faces to blank and their eyes to harden. Their power combined and the guard beyond the door bowed respectfully.

"Your majesty," he greeted. The Prince gave a dip of his head and snapped his fingers as a response. He tended to do that quite often now. It was a signal that meant many things, all depending on the Prince's mood of course.

"The entire kingdom of Fruma is gathered within the throne room. In addition to that, the kingdom of Breminglar has paid a visit and the kingdom of Lutho accompanies them, your majesty. They await your arrival outside of the palace walls." The Prince processed that information quickly as he intertwined his fingers with Jungkook's.

"Very well. Are King Namjoon and Queen Seokjin awaiting my arrival outside with the rest of the civilians or in the throne room, Ash?" The guard kept his head straight and his eyes hardened as he held his sword in one hand and allowed the other to rest behind his back in a respectful manner.

"The throne room, your majesty. All the royals from the kingdoms are awaiting your arrival in the throne room. It was your father's instructions." Jungkook allowed a smirk to paint his features as his eyes shone beautifully with power. The younger seemed to blow the crowd away with his marvelous beauty.

The guards just outside of the throne room pulled the grand doors open majestically. They swung open with a light and gentle breeze. As per usual on the Prince's birthday, light grey and blue silks draped from the support beams while silver and gold sparkled on the curtains and vases.

The floors were littered with flower petals and glitter. It made the polished marble sparkle magnificently. Streams draped alongside the silks. When the Prince and his future consort strode into the throne room, everyone fell to their knees, even the royals.

"Please welcome my son, Prince Kim Taehyung, and his consort, Jeon Jungkook to the throne." Even his father gave a little bow as Jungkook let their fingers untangle and hands separate. They had rehearsed this very setting for over a week.

The younger stood a good eight feet away from the Prince as his hands folded on top of one another and placed themselves directly in front of his stomach. He gave a slight dip of his head as a form of respect toward the King and Queen and flashed them his smile.

"Taehyung, please step forward." The Prince did so immediately. He took one step forward so that he and his father were facing one another. Their gazes held for a second or two before the King's arms wrapped around his son.

"Today, I officially hand down the crown and title of King to my son, Prince Kim Taehyung." The crowd rose to a stand and silence filled the throne room. It was a respectful, anxious silence. "From this day forth, may he lead the kingdom of Fruma with high power and authority and live a long, healthy life!"

The King's voice boomed with power and ricocheted off the palace walls. It bounced and echoed throughout the royal room. The Queen carefully removed Taehyung's existing crown, held it firmly, and watched as the King removed his own crown.

Then, with a gracious smile and joyous eyes, he set the crown upon Taehyung's head. It was golden with rubies upon it. They shone in the daylight hours and underneath the chandeliers. It was undeniably expensive and breathtaking.

"Long live the King. Fruma, bow to your new King! King Taehyung!" The civilians, guards, maids, slaves, servants, and fellow royals all fell to a kneel as their heads dropped down in a bow. The King and Queen even bowed before Taehyung, the new King.

Jungkook was the only one who did not.

That's because Taehyung's caring eyes found the younger's as soon as the crown had been set upon his head. They flashed with warning as he eyed his lover. Jungkook held his head high and held his ground despite everyone else kneeling for the King.

"You may stand," the King, the ex-Prince, commanded. His deep voice was a contrast to his father's booming one. It was low and dangerous yet filled with power- as always.

The King turned to face the crowd as he readjusted the crown to fit his head perfectly then met the gawking eyes of the civilians. His gaze shifted from the crowd to his beautiful boyfriend who stood there confidently. As a true Prince would.

"Jungkook," the King called deeply, "please step forward." Surprise flashed through the younger's features as he took two steps toward the King and met his gaze. The King smiled deeply and cupped Jungkook's porcelain, soft cheek lovingly.

"Surprise, my beauty," he whispered against the younger's ear. Jungkook shivered in delight. "As the new King of Fruma, I hereby declare that my personal maid and servant, Jeon Jungkook, is to be ranked up to a royal and take my place as the Prince of Fruma." Gasps fled the civilians' lips.

Jungkook's pretty pink lips parted in utter disbelief. What?!

The King took the crown that his mother held in her hands. She flashed her son a loving smile and stepped away from the throne. Taehyung's father did the same. With Jungkook and Taehyung being the only ones in front of the royal, golden thrones, the King smiled.

He placed the royal crown upon Jungkook's head and fixed his hair as he allowed their gazes to lock. Jungkook's eyes watered and his bottom lip quivered. A Prince. He didn't expect this. He didn't deserve this.

Did he?

"From this day forth, Prince Jungkook is to be treated with respect and to be obeyed. Long live the Prince!" The King shouted. The royals bowed once more and the entire Kingdom fell to their knees.

Taehyung's hardened eyes softened upon the younger as he let his fingertips ghost over Jungkook's cheek. "Long live the Prince and my future Queen," he whispered gently. Jungkook brushed aside his fallen tears and smiled through the quivering of his lip.

"Thank you, Taehyung," he whispered gratefully. Taehyung smiled and turned his Prince around as they stared at the civilians. With a tiny smile, the two royals sat upon the golden thrones and sighed.

Taehyung snapped his fingers as the crowd began to rise and cheer for their new King and Prince. Jungkook's and Taehyung's fingers intertwined as they squeezed one another's hand tightly.

This was the moment Taehyung had been waiting for. The moment he was handed the crown and given the title of King. The moment where he could announce to the entire Kingdom that his lover, his consort, is to become a royal and be treated with respect.

Something he should have been given years ago.

With a glance, the King admired the way the younger smirked at the crowd and let his eyes cloud over with mischief. Taehyung loved it. They were most certainly two power-hungry teenagers.

In fact, Jungkook was the only power-hungry teenager. For Taehyung was now sixteen and he was no longer seen as a teen.

"Study the way they obey," Taehyung recited dangerously. His voice was deep and husky as his thumb ran over the back of the younger's hand.

"They obey you now, my Prince."

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He's the King and Jungkook is officially the Prince! Jungkook's title will change to Queen once they are married (:

I purple you 💜

~Pisanthrophobia.