King's Love | Liskook ff | Lizkook | JJK X LM

6

LISA POV

"You are coming to the ball!"

"Your majesty, we discussed this. That's not a good idea." I crossed my arms.

"It's Jungkook, and it's a GREAT ideal"
Jungkook said.

A few minutes earlier, Jungkook
had burst into my room without
knocking while I was drawing in my
special notebook. I quickly closed it
which made Jungkook curious but
remembered to force me to go to the
ball tonight.

"Jungkook, it's a ball. Only high middle to  classes can go. It's a high doubt that I will be not insulted by rich people."

"There's no rule that says lower class
cannot attend. I don't see why lower
classes never attend." Jungkook said.

"Because they are scared of higher
classes."

"So you're scared." Jungkook smirked.

"What, no I just simply can't fit in." I
argued

"They won't know, I'll put you in
a dress, heels, makeup, beautiful
hairstyle-"

"That won't work. They know me, I
guess I became 'popular' when I upset
the middle high class people. Rumors
spread and some high class know
me. There's no doubt that they will
spread more rumors to other high class people."

"What the hell did you do to upset  the middle high class AND have the rumors spread to high class?" Jungkook crossed his arms.

"I may or may not have fought a few
people. Anyways, I'm not going." I got
up from the chair I was sitting at next
to my desk

"King's order," Jungkook smirked evilly.

"UGHH" pulled my hair.

"Yes, your majesty. I'll go." I said while
gritting my teeth.

"Great! I'll get a designer to make
a dress specifically made for you!"

"What a king." I rolled my eyes.

I sat back down and took the notebook out again. I took some color pencils that were sitting in the corner of my desk and opened the notebook to the last page I was on. I colored the dress pink Although I'm not a big fan of pink, the color matched the dress and it looked pretty. Obviously it wouldn't look pretty on me though.

After I get done selling bread, I always
sat down on my bed, drawing designs
of clothing. Especially dresses. (Sorry if you don't like dresses) My dream was to be a designer but me being a low class, it's impossible.

AUTHOR POV

"No. No. No. NO. NO!!! Don't you have any good dresses?! None of them are even presentable!" Jungkook groaned

"Your majesty, this is all we could find. You rejected over 2,000 dresses already." Hoseok said while telling the maids to take the dresses away.

"I need the perfect dress that will suit in. Something that'll satisfy her." Jungkook rubbed his temples.

"Why don't you bring her here? Then she can choose the dress," Hoseok suggested.

"Why don't you shut up and let me think. I can't, it's going to be a surprise." Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"Find out what she likes, her favorite
color? Maybe she like flowers? Lace?
Or maybe she doesn't even want a
dress?"

"You're right! I shall do that now!"
Jungkook jumped up from his comfy
seat.

Hoseok watched as the king happily
ran to find Lisa. He had never see the
king like that before and it worries
him.

Jungkook opened the door to Lisa's
room to see no lisa in sight.