The Lonely Prince (BTS Jungkook)

A Moth to a Flame

Jungkook and I spend the night in the Inn by the water, but this time we each have our own separate rooms.

My mind flashes back and rewinds the whole scenario back at Taehyung's castle. For some reason, I can't stop the smile that keeps popping up on my face.

Today I basically reunited two brothers and got another ingredient for the potion.

I also can't stop thinking about Jungkook. His frantic expression when he thought I was about to be dropped in the water. The way he hastily stopped Taehyung, just in the nick of time. Thoughts of him saving me make my heart flutter, and my hands go on my chest to feel my racing heartbeat.

The sea breeze drifts in through the half open window, snapping me out of my daydreaming.

"What's gotten into me?" I mutter, turning over on my side and covering my face with the blanket. Am I falling for Jungkook?

With my mind still racing, I close my eyes and try to get some sleep.

I'm up early the next morning with Rina, the small seashell girl. Me and her happily pick shells and different types of flowers, laughing when a crab runs my direction. I yelp, my bare feet digging into the sand as I scurry away.

I almost fall, and that makes her laugh even more. My shoes have been dropped off by Dante along with my other things, and we both tiptoe into the cool beach water.

"That's my sister." She points to the girl I caught Taehyung admiring. She has the same basket on her head as she walks out into the distant parts of the shore, most likely collecting more coconuts. "Her name is Rita."

"Rina and Rita." I smile to her. "Such nice names."

Seconds after, she's running off once more, chasing after a tiny crab. Except, my hand is in hers and she's tugging me along for the ride. We laugh together, both of us kicking up sand and saltwater.

After we collected a million shells and scared off hundreds of crabs and other critters, I find myself under the shade of a palm tree, feeding Dante some wildflowers I picked.

He's eating them up swiftly, my hand scratching his forehead and getting ran through his mane.

"Awe who's a good boy? It's you, isn't it?" A series of neighs and hoove pawing tells me that the good boy is him.

I rest my hand on his back, looking off into the ocean at Taehyung's castle. I really hope he visits here often.

"You're up early." A familiar voice catches my attention, and I turn to see Jungkook walking in my direction.

"Yeah." I answer him, forcing a pack of butterflies to settle in my stomach. "I'm getting one last look around the place before we leave."

He stops beside me, hands on his hips in a thinking manner. "We can always come back here, you know."

"We?" I glance at him, and he's now avoiding my eye contact.

"You, I mean." He corrects himself. "Nothing is stopping you from moving out here, building your own little witch cottage."

I laugh at the thought of a cottage by the ocean.

"No, I'm good." I lightly shake my head, dismissing the thought. "I'm too far from home. I'd miss the woods and harassing hunters who come into the forest."

"Well, a vacation home, then." He nods. "Just say the word and I'll escort you back here, no questions asked."

"What's this?" I gasp, my hand moving to my mouth in fake shock. "A witch prisoner getting a royal escort?"