Princes charming (Bts x reader)

Me.

Back to (Y/N)'s point of view:

"Now what kind of messed up place were you living in that made you think you were ugly?" I ask, dropping my laugh to show that I am serious.

If Namjoon feels ugly, how is the rest of us normal people supposed to feel?!

And I consider myself beautiful...

Not now but in my human form.

"You don't think I'm hideous to look at?" Namjoon deadpans with a raised eyebrow as if I was lying.

"Who would even tell you that? Have you looked in a mirror? You're the most beautiful person on Earth!" I accidentally scream because I got too hyped. I didn't even notice that I was on my feet. I calm myself down and sit back down.

Namjoon isn't believing a word I'm saying. I have a feeling that I'm not going to get through to him.

"Aish, I want to punch you in your perfect face" I grumble.

"Can you even reach my face?" Namjoon says. I would think he was joking but he has a dead serious expression on his face. I click my tongue.

"Give me time and I'll get back to you" I say with a tight grin.
"You're going to have to drink a lot of milk" Namjoon says as he stands up.

"I'm going back to sleep. Good luck with your magic thing" he says over his shoulder as he walks away.

I hate that he's walking away but at least the view is worth it.

I stared a little too long once I realised I stared at him till he was completely out of my vision.

I can't help it. Your eyes shift to whatever is pretty and he was definitely pretty.

I return to my spell and see if I can get it working again without it giving me Namjoon.

I would definitely try to get a kiss from him but I think I need to give him a bit of space. I heard from his father that he was captured from a beast so I was prepared to rescue someone that was being tortured but instead we find him walking in the middle of the road.

Strange that his father couldn't even recognise him but I rather won't say anything.

I can only hope that something happens on our trip.

He seems like the smart type so maybe I should just explain my situation and maybe-just maybe he would give me a kiss.

But then again, he only knows me for not even a day and might think I'm a creep making up a whole story just to get a kiss out of him. Maybe he already encountered perverts like that.

Aish-indirectly calling myself a pervert...

I give up on my spell since this spell has a radius of only so far. I was hoping we would run into a cottage in the woods with the world's most beautiful person living there.

Yes, it's a stretch but it's a possibility especially in this fairytale of a place.

The next morning, nothing exciting happens. Namjoon's father runs through the conversation of him looking different and whatnot while Namjoon himself doesn't believe a word he says...again.

During our journey, Namjoon kept on looking at his hands for some reason. It got to the point that I asked him about it.

"Apparently I'm cursed" Namjoon says, still observing his hands.
"Cursed?" His father starts freaking out.

"Supposedly but so far nothing has happened" Namjoon says as he gives up and turns his attention back to the road ahead.

"What happened? Did the beast do that to you?" the man asks with a glare.