The Lonely Prince (BTS Jungkook)

He Won't Be Lonely Anymore

The décor of the room is white with blue accents everywhere. The ceiling has cracks overhead, letting glimpses of the sunlight seep in. Even the stone walls around all of us have chips and cracks in them, showing wear and tear.

The thing that catches my eye first is the walkway leading to the throne. Two deep pools of water settle on either side of it, and I don't dare think about dipping my toes in the water.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?" The deep voice speaks up from behind the guards, echoing through the empty room. "I can't see."

Upon his orders the guards step back into their original positions beside the throne. I take a couple of steps further in the room, letting the door close behind me.

Woah.

Sky blue hair that's ruffled in the right spots. A casual, but elegant, white dress shirt, and matching blue pants. He's barefoot, fresh sand still coated on the soles of his feet.

Gorgeous features, bright blue sapphire earrings hanging from his earlobes. And his eyes, oh wow. Deep brown eyes that seem to see right through you. He analyzes me, obviously waiting for my answer.

And a red coral crown sitting on his blue locks. Great.

"Wow, are you all attractive?" I blurt, not being able to stop myself. My hand flies to my mouth, stopping anymore embarrassing words from falling out.

"What?" He raises an eyebrow and I wave my hands frantically in dismissal.

"Never mind that." I feel the heat rise to the back of my neck. "I came here on, uh, this."

I point to my broom, and his eyes light up with curiosity.

"And- uh, my name is (Y/N)." I begin to sweat, his eyes raking over my body and adding to the nerves. "I actually came to ask you for a favor, your highness."

"A little witch has come to see me?" He repeats, sounding amused. His voice rolls off his tongue like smooth honey, and I really wish I had a love potion that worked right now. "Let me guess, you need something from me?"

Wow, he's spot on.

But this is bad. Jungkook is somewhere in this castle looking for the crown, and its right here. I may fumble the whole mission, but at least this prince doesn't seem to be in a bad mood.

"Actually um, can I have a teeny-tiny, like a super small, piece of your crown?" I pinch my fingers together, squinting my eyes to demonstrate how small of a piece I need.

I see emotion finally light up his face, a deep and hearty laugh echoing through the room.

He stands, his feet dragging on the white tile beneath them. A scabbard hangs on his hip, a shell decorated sword in the cover. He walks until he's directly in front of me, a now sadistic smile covering his lips.

Oh, I messed up, didn't I?

The crown glitters in the light, sparkling at each indent on the coral. His brown eyes lock onto mine, making a pit grow in the base of my stomach. His face holds a few freckles, seeming to add to his charm.

"What makes you think that I, Prince Taehyung, would give you a piece of my crown?" His breath fans my face, making me gulp.

Taehyung. Oh wow, is he intimidating.

"Why do you need it? To sell on the black market?" He rolls his judging eyes. "All of you thieves are the same. No regard for others."

"Hey, I'm not a thief!" I snap back. "I politely asked you!"