The Crown That Stands Between Us || JJK

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"Nope." 

"Nope."

"Definitely not."

"Nahah."

"Please no."

"Are you kidding me? You can’t wear that." 

"Then what do you want me to wear, woman!" 

You stifle a laugh as you stare at the man that stood before you, his hands resting on his hips, his dark brows narrowed with a slight frown. His dark raven hair was parted in the middle while his bright and galaxy filled eyes glared at you with clear annoyance at the fact you both had been spending the past hour trying to find a proper outfit for him.

Even while staring at you with so much irritation in the moment he managed to look so attractive, like any girl’s dream man, like your own dream man that he just so happened to be. 

"Something a little—actually a lot cheaper." you respond to his sudden outburst. 

"What do you mean? This wasn't expensive at all." he pinched at the fabric of the black hoodie while gazing down at it, trying to comprehend how the money spent on it was anything near expensive. 

Letting out a sigh you let your eyes trail over his top that claimed his statement completely false. Not only in your eyes, but you were 100% sure many others would agree with you. 

“Kook, you’re wearing a Louis Vaton hoodie, all eyes are going to be on you, and that’s not what we want.” you spoke while trying to hide your smile to show your seriousness, but that’s all he made you want to do. Smile. 

"I have nothing else to wear" he whined, turning on his heel to walk back into his walk-in-closet that happened to be much larger than your own bedroom back at home. 

"We both know that's not true." you answered while he grumbled to himself, speaking inaudible words. Grabbing the hem of his hoodie, he pulled it over his head while disappearing into the depths of his closet.  “It has to be simple, no expensive brand names that cost more than peoples’ pays.” 

It was funny to you how hard he found that to be, but then again, if you were the prince, wouldn’t you have your whole closet full of expensive clothes too?

“How’s this?” he stepped out of the closet a few moments later and stared at you with another black hoodie that had no large brand name initials, except for the small insignia of Polo Ralph Loren by the collar. 

You sighed and tilted your head to the side, giving it some thought. 

“It’ll have to do.” 

“So we can go now?” his words dripped with excitement and his eyes sparked while waiting for your answer. 

“Not yet, no.” you said and watched as his face fell. His eyes followed you as you walked into his closet, gazing at the many clothes that hung from the hangers, until finally  spotting exactly what you were looking for. You reached for it and came back out, going over to him while he eyed you with a raised brow. 

“Perfect.” you smile once you placed the black bucket hat over his head, adjusting it for a second before stepping back to observe it. It hid most of his features, exactly as you wanted it to. “And of course you need a mask, or else everyone’s going to know who you are, if they haven't already with it on, that is." 

"What do you mean? How would they?" he asked confused as he grabbed a black mask that matched his outfit from a drawer. 

"Oh you'd be surprised." you mutter under your breath, your mind drifting to the many fan accounts dedicated to him, ranging from  video edits to fanfictions. Girls all over the kingdom and beyond were crazy for him, but then again, could you blame them? Absolutely not. He was attractive and well mannered to everyone. He was the definition of the perfect prince and ultimate boyfriend material. As his best friend, you got to see the side of him that he barely showed anyone, the side with all the greater qualities that he had.