Yandere BTS Stories

Jungkook 2.4

King AU
Cinderella inspired.

"Its alright your higness!" I refuse. "There isnt even any music!"
"That's an order."
I blush, as I approach him, and he pulls me close, a hand resting in mine, the other on my waist. My free hand is set on his shoulder. I look away from him, embarrassed.
We slowly dance around the pavilion, gracefully.
He looks at me the entire time, and I finally decide to meet his eyes.
He looks at me with admiration. My eyes explore his face up close.
He is quite handsome, to be honest. His inky black hair is slicked back, revealing the sides are shaved. He isnt wearing his crown, but he is wearing the pin of the royal family, specifically the king.
But once I stare directly into his caramel eyes, I cant look away.
His eyes flit down to my lips, and he slowly stops dancing, leaning down. I can feel his warm breath against my lips. They almost touch when I push him away, covering my mouth and blushing.
"I have to go." I say.
He grabs my arm. "I'm sorry, I didnt mean-"
I shake him off, running away, not noticing my necklace dropping at his feet.
I run to Ace, quickly untying him, and hopping on, quickly leaving the palace.
The king runs after me, but isnt able to catch up, and can only pant as he stares at my fairy like figure escape on a pure white horse.
....
I enter the village, bringing the horse to Yang. I turn him in.
"What are you doing here so early?" He asks. "The ball isnt over yet."
"I dont feel good." I lie, rushing out. I hold my dress up from the dirt, running to my home. Only when I'm in my house, with the door locked, do I stop running.
Oh my god. Oh my god.
Was he gonna kiss me?
But why?
God dang it! I just wanted to go to see the gardens, not dance with anyone, especially the king.
Not that I mind- wait what?!
I slide down, my back against my bedroom door, tossing my mask against the floor.
The King, whose birth name isnt known, is the perfect man.
He has everything. Status, Looks, Talents, Wealth. Everyone knows he is 25, 4 years older than myself.
He became king 5 years ago, when his parents died.
I sigh, and get out fo the dress, hanging it up.
I feel my neck to take off the necklace, only to panic when it isnt there.
I check around the house, slumping when I dont see it. I fiddle with the fabric of my soft short nightgown.
That was precious to me. How could I have been so careless just because a boy, a man, showed interest in me?
I slide under the covers of my bed, and sigh. Today has been long. So much has happened in the past two hours.
But do I have a problem with it? I dont think so.
Something did amaze me.
I had been speaking of my loneliness, when suddenly, the king appeared. In those moments, while we danced, I felt the happiest I ever felt in years. My loneliness was forgotten. But when he was going to kiss me, I panicked.
But it's not like he'll ever show interest again. It was just a one time thing. Besides, hes the king. Out of all the beautiful people in the kingdom, why would he go through the trouble to find me, a simple measly village girl.