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[cutedevil]

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[jacksoffwang]

This wasn't a task that anyone had been eager to jump to, but Jackson was brave, fearless and-- Well, he had drawn the short straw.

So he approached the throne and knelt down, lowering his head. This was no fun. Honestly, he liked his head where it was, he felt it fit him well. He didn't want to be beheaded just for delivering news that Ten was very, very unlikely to take well.

Still, he cleared his throat. "My lord?"

Damn it.

"We have confirmed the identity of that rebellion leader you've been told about."

[cutedevil]

"Really? Ah, finally. Some good news. Today has been a bad day. I'm feeling awfully blue." Ten lamented as he pouted and put his head in his head, looking down at Jackson. Things had been bad lately. Everyone hated him, they kept booing him and he had to behead so many people! It was hard work. He didn't want to have to do it but they made him. It was exhausting.

All he wanted to do was rule and be loved. Why was everyone making that so hard?

"Enlighten me. Who am I killing?"

[jacksoffwang]

"Er." Well, this was awkward. Jackson thought briefly whether he could fake amnesia to get out of this, but then decided that that probably wasn't too believable. Ironically he felt that the one person best suited for delivering this news without negative repercussions was the very person this was all about, obviously before said person had become the leader of the rebellion.

Also, even in his thought he didn't want to say it. But finally he glanced up at Ten, saying the name. "Min Yoongi."

[cutedevil]

"What."

Not a question, not wondering, not yelling it either. Ten just had to say it, unsure how to process this. He said he was leaving, he said he didn't like what he was doing but to stoop this low as to start a rebellion? Was he crazy?! What the hell? Was he not kind to Yoongi? Not loving and fair to his favourite protector come traitor.

This was outrageous but he couldn't even muster up proper anger. Instead, he laughed. It was funny to be so horrible betrayed, wasn't it? He laughed and stood up, fists clenched and eyes wide with fury and confusion. "Then I guess we know who we kill, don't we?! FIND HIM!"

[jacksoffwang]

"Yes, my lord, we are out looking for him. It's not that ea-- I mean, I'm sure we'll have him soon." The rebellion had a lot of backing among the population, no one would willingly give anyone up, much less the leader, but Jackson still believed that they would track him down eventually. Unfortunately. He didn't really want Yoongi to lose his head, he'd always liked him.

Looking at Ten, he also felt a bit of pity, in spite of himself. "I'm sure it's nothing personal, my lord."

[cutedevil]

"Nothing personal? Are you kidding me?! He left me to do this! To-- To turn people on me. It's not easy, you know?! It's not easy to rule. He acts like it's easy but it's not!" He wasn't even supposed to rule. His father was supposed to or his older brother - was it his fault that both had perished? Was it his fault that his mother was so lost in depression that she abandoned him to the throne to make all the decisions himself?

No. He had to keep a tight hold on his people and his kingdom. That was his job. He was doing it as he was taught to. So why was Yoongi doing this to him?

"I'm going to hang his head from my bedroom window..." That'd show him.

[jacksoffwang]

"Ew." It did seem pretty unhygienic. Still. "Whatever you want, my lord." Wouldn't it start smelling pretty soon? The poor maids who had to clean up that room. And wake him and dress him and all that. Besides, Jackson didn't know whether killing Min Yoongi would really help matters that much. Then, again, maybe it would. He had certainly managed to unite people more than ever before. "Do you want him captured dead or alive?"

[cutedevil]

"Alive. I want to see him die. I want him to suffer. Call -- Call me torturer! I have plans. I will make him suffer, I will kill him and I will mount his head by my bedroom... It will be nice." Like he had Yoongi all over again. He'd have his head and then ... and then there was no leaving him. Ha! He was a genius. He would have Yoongi. He would torture him to the point of begging and then he'd revel in his death. "Kill anyone associating with Yoongi, however. Any rebels you find, I want them dead."

[jacksoffwang]

"Of course." Jackson lowered his head again and hoped that they wouldn't catch Yoongi, but he supposed there was little hope of that. Especially since he couldn't really see him letting people die in his place. This was going to be a mess, wasn't it? "I'll get right on that. Torturers. Yes, they can come for tea."

[cutedevil]

"Are you sorry yet?" Ten had to ask because he really wanted to know if he was. He didn't think it matter much either way but it annoyed him to know that there was a chance that Yoongi had no regrets. And how dare he? No. He had to regret it. He had to feel bad. Did he not love his king? What sort of man didn't?

He came in and walked closer to Yoongi, placing his foot on the traitors chest and then kicking him hard so he'd fall over. Using that same foot, he pinned Yoongi's head to the floor under it and pressed a light pressure on it. "You can beg me for your life, if you so wish. I may listen."

Unlikely.

[bluemold]

What Yoongi had right now was considerate pain and the desire to punch Ten a couple of times maybe. Regrets, not so much. For one thing, he had always known that his death was a very likely outcome and for another, he didn't think it'd be the worst if people had to realise that the success of the rebellion didn't hinge on any one person, namely him.

So he just smirked, shifting a little so his hands, tied behind his back, wouldn't entirely fall asleep. He looked up at Ten, noting the dark circles under his eyes and his expression did soften then. He still felt concern for him, still his first response. Damn it. This wasn't really his choice. He just knew it was necessary, even if they both ended up dead for it.

"Kill me," he told him, "What are you waiting for?"

[cutedevil]

"I'm waiting for some kind words. We were together for how long? And you just act like I'm nothing to you now. Years of doing right by you and you decided I wasn't playing nice. And now this? Ha! And you can't even muster up a nice word for me?" He didn't think he'd done anything bad. He just did what he was supposed to do. What his advisers told him to do. Hell, half of the time, he just let them handle everything because it was very stressful.

He was supposed to be the spoiled, happy youngest boy who'd never rule. Not this. Not ever this! He didn't want it.

"You will beg me. Even if it's just begging for death. I won't let you go that easily." He needed Yoongi to need him again.

[bluemold]

"You haven't been sleeping well." It was obvious, at least to him. Maybe someone who didn't know Ten as well as he did wouldn't have been able to tell it as easily. "Why's that?"

Of course he felt sorry for him, but having sympathy with Ten didn't stop his people from suffering. Yoongi didn't regret the path he'd chosen, not for a moment, but that didn't mean that he had stopped caring about Ten. He doubted that he could get Ten to understand it, so there seemed little reason to bother.

"Do you miss me that much?"

[cutedevil]

"Fuck you. I don't miss you. I never would. I don't need you. You need me, you idiot. All of you do. What would you do without me?" Rolling his eyes, Ten pulled his leg away from Yoongi's head and then turned, slamming his foot into Yoongi's stomach before smirking proudly down at him. "You think you're going to win this but you won't. Everyone who died, they die because of you. It's all your fault. Who's the real monster?"

At least he didn't lead poor innocent people into battle. He had well trained soldiers. Or whatever. He was pretty sure they were well trained. And very, very, VERY loyal.

"I'm going to cut your head off as my trophy." He grinned and then giggled playfully. "They'll know to behave then."

[bluemold]

Yoongi coughed, groaning after the kick. He felt the urge to curl up and protect himself, but instead he stayed lying on his back. He'd be in pain either way, so why bother? He could handle pain. He did think he deserved it to some degree. Ten wasn't wrong, people had suffered because of him.

"If you keep cutting off everyone's head, you'll end up a great king of headless corpses." Did he really not see that? "How long do you think you'll be happy staring at my head?"

[cutedevil]

"Longer than I've been happy lately. For me, it seems like a win-win honestly." He would stop the rebellion and get more Yoongi than he'd had in a long time. He was pretty excited, actually. Sure, heads were icky and all but he could talk to him again! He could tell him everything and hold him in his arms, even if he was a dead head with no real hugging ability. He was pretty desperate for love these days - he'd take it.

"I'm killing you in three hours, just so you know. I just called in my executioner. It's happening. Anything you want to say to me before then?" He sighed wearily. "Make it nice."

[bluemold]

Three hours? Yoongi tried to decide how he felt about that. It was hard to really process, he supposed. So he just nodded his head and looked at Ten, licking his lip and tasting blood. That seemed about right. He wished he could hold Ten and assure him that everything would be all right, but naturally that was an absurd desire to have.

"I miss you a lot," he finally admitted outright, "It keeps me awake."

Among many other emotions, but still.

[bluemold]

Walking to his own execution was about as much fun as Yoongi had expected, meaning that it was no fun at all. It did include more stumbling and bumping into things than he would have thought, but that was because he hadn't taken the blindfold into account. He knew the place well enough to know where he was and he fell to his knees when he was pushed, his heart hammering away in his chest.

He smiled, because he wanted to be defiant, but that didn't mean he didn't feel fear. And then he heard Ten's voice ring out, announce his death sentence, and the blade came down.

When he wasn't dead, he knew that the plan had worked. He was filled with dread and he got up, the rope holding his hands together cut, making it easy to remove the blindfold. He looked around only briefly, most of his focus was on Ten as he moved forward. Had Ten felt as reluctant to kill him as Yoongi felt now?

He took the gun into his hand, but didn't aim just yet. Everyone expected him to do this. How was he supposed to go through with it?

[cutedevil]

Ten wasn't even sure what to do now. He wasn't sure how to proceed because things had not at all gone as he had expected. He was expecting ... well, a head in a basket and a revolution ended but instead, here was his former subject turned activist, holding a gun and approaching him. It was a lot to take in. He looked around and noticed that no one was making a move to stop Yoongi either.

"GUARDS!" Ten commanded but no one moved and he looked to the left and right, noticing that he did not recognise these guards. Were they inside men? Shit! He hadn't even noticed.

Looking at Yoongi, he took a few steps back and glared at him. "Drop your weapon!"

[bluemold]

Yoongi shook his head, wishing that he could. Wishing that it could be that easy. Instead he moved closer still, while the guards moved in around Ten, cutting off any way he could have had to get out of this.

There had to be some way he could get him out of this. He finally made it to the stairs and climbed them, ultimately stopping right in front of Ten and -- damn it.

He handed the gun to one of the guards and then he attacked Ten, forcing the man to his knees, his arms behind his back, holding him in place. There were cheers from the people watching, but Yoongi didn't care about that. He bent down to speak by Ten's ear, feeling the pain on his back all too pronounced. "You are mine."

[cutedevil]

"Get off me!" Ten snarled as he fought back, trying to get Yoongi off him, looking around to try and find someone who was his man. His supporter. He could hear the cheers and they deafened him as he cried out and yelled, drowned out by the sound of the traitors around him. "Traitors!"

How could they? He gave everything for this stupid country and this was his reward. A bastard like Yoongi got to be the hero and he was the villain? As if! He was doing them a favour.

"Get off me, Yoongi. I am warning you." He would find a way to make him submit, he was determined. He would not lose like this. "You're mine, remember? You are MINE!"

[bluemold]

Yoongi rolled his eyes and used the blindfold he had removed before to tie Ten's wrists together behind his back, figuring that would at least go some way toward satisfying the people that he was suffering consequences. Then he pulled him up by one arm, marching him in front of himself as he walked into the throne room. It had been a while, but of course he knew it well.

A little bit at a loss, some men followed, looking at him for guidance. "Get the prisoners out of the dungeon, take care of anyone injured. I'll deal with things later."

Now he'd have to lead. No, he didn't look forward to that. It was the last thing he'd have ever wanted to do.

[cutedevil]

"So what? You're going to play king now? Pathetic. You don't have the will of a king." Ten wouldn't shut up, he refused to. All he could do now is hope someone would come to bat for him, somehow, and annoy the shit out of his enemy until then. Either that or he would die. Which was scary but, well, he didn't think he had much of an option here to pick and choose his fate. "Aren't you going to kill me?"

He turned his head and looked at the stray followers still lingering around, either wanting to see justice or wanting a job to do, he wasn't sure.

"Don't you wonder why he didn't kill me? I think he loves me very dearly. You should always love your king."

[bluemold]

Yoongi pulled Ten against his chest, wrapping an arm around his throat to cut off his air supply a little and hopefully shut him up for at least a moment or two. He whispered, just for the two of them. "There is nothing 'dearly' about how I love you."

But of course he did love him. "Leave us alone, please." He said it to the remaining followers, not wanting to have witnesses for... He wasn't even certain what just yet. "Find Namjoon. Listen to him."

That said he waited for the doors to shut, before finally turning his head and resting it against Ten's, eyes closing. He still smelled the same.

[cutedevil]

"You hurt my throat."

He sounded petulant and he pouted, not happy at such rough treatment and not feeling in the mood to play along with this. He knew things were about to change and he didn't like it at all. He hadn't even done anything wrong. He just ruled the country. "Get off me." He didn't want to be held by this traitor, he didn't want to play his games any more. "I don't want your gross hands touching my nice clothes, traitor."