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Flower 7

What was currently in my sight of vision was a luxurious castle surrounded by trees. It was something of a fairy tale.

The castle was a pure white, it's garden full of pink flowers and such.

This is Jin's castle?! Are all of the others like this?!

It was hard to believe something as beautiful like Jin's castle existed.

To say it was a huge castle would be an understatement, because you could easily tell the castle was big on riches and luxury.

When I thought my questions were answered, all it left me with was more confusion. I may know who everyone is now, but that doesn't begin to answer my long ass list of questions.

I still have no idea why people of such elegance and royalty are so invested in me, a college student studying to become an author.

I knew nothing made sense in this world, but just when I thought it wouldn't get any more outrageous, it becomes even more then I expected, almost like my mind was betraying me.

"Welcome home" Seokjin ends our silence, and places his hand gently on my back, even rubbing it a little.

He smiles at me, sweetness emanating from him. I couldn't help but just blush, but there was nothing that I could do.

Even though this world is nonsensical, these people were incredibly nice to me. They went as far as to try to make me feel at home here, despite that my home resides in another world.

The way they went about treating me was as if we had met before, and that it's been years that we have seen each other.

Yet the most confusing part of all was that somehow, everything had a familiar feeling to it.

I could never begin to explain what I was seeing, what I understood of this place, and why it all felt as if I had been here before.

The caravan slowly went to a stop in front of beautiful tall structure. A man walked to the door and opened it and the boys slowly started getting out of the caravan.

I grabbed the hand of the man that opened the door and he helped me out so I wouldn't fall down. Now I stood in front of the caste.

"Come on y/n"
Namjoon called as he opened the door to the huge palac. Rushing to the door quickly.

The inside was filled with beauty, has white and gold and silver lining. And natural light blooming through the huge grand windows.

In the middle there was a huge rug and a sparkly crystal chandelier.

The marble floor was smooth and clanked to the sound of my heals on them. The rug was as if my heels were sinking into them. It was kind of warm honestly.

The boys awed at my reaction I didn't find myself cute but It happened to show up as that I guess.

Jungkook grabbed my hand in which surprised me. I pulled away from him in disbelief. As soon as he realized what he done he bowed and apologized.

"I didn't mean to y/n it just happened, I'm sorry for my inappropriate affection towards you"

he sounded very sincere, I had no choice but to forgive him.

I placed my hand on his shoulder, his suit felt soft and thick I could almost feel his muscle under neith it.

How strong ....

"Jungkook it's okay but next time you do that your getting my furie".

I turned around and namjoon instantly looked away, he looked almost jealous I'm not sure why tho, I had done nothing. I think.