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Jimin has sat through days and days of this. Of suitors trying to win his attention. Of the same gifts, over and over again. He doesn't need any more necklaces, bracelets, or pairs of earrings. At this rate, he'll never wear all of this new jewelry anyway.
But that one lady did bring him a pie, and she's honestly his best prospect at this point.
Until /he/ comes in. He smells as if he's just spent six hours swimming in a swamp and Jimin can't see his face, but the robe he presents Jimin with is gorgeous. It's unique and glamorous and Jimin can't wait to wear it.
“May I have your name?” The man nods and a moment later pulls down his hood. Jimin lets out another audible gasp that is quickly replaced with a smile. “I guess I do not need your name,” he tells the man. "I already know it very well."