When Royalties Clash | JJk ff

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Y/N's pov:

"What is it, Taehyung? You seem worried." I asked, looking at his face. His eyes were distant.

"Hm. Its nothing." He tried to avoid my gaze and chewed the freshly made bread.

"I understand if you wish to keep things to yourself but know that I'm always here to listen." I reassuringly patted his shoulder. The first few encounters with the prince were very awkward for me. He always asked me to act like he was just another citizen but everything about him made him stand out. From his shiny and perfectly ironed clothes to the delicate skin of his hands when we first shook hands. Mine were too rough against his showing that we were the two polar opposites yet that didn't seem to stop him from regularly coming here. Now that he went through tough military training day and night, his hands were rougher than mine but they still held more grace and elegance.

He didn't come here everyday, he had other responsibilities as the crown prince. Being familiar with the forest, he used to leave messages for me about his arrival and I used to wait for him.

"You know that all my life I have been training to take over the position of the king. Now that the time is coming, I feel underprepared." I heard his gloomy voice. Looking up, I saw him staring into the darkness of the forest.

"Its psychological, Taehyung. The feeling of taking over the responsibilities of the kingdom must be unnerving. Its alright to feel intimidated." Comforting someone is harder than one can imagine. The words of reassurance one yearns to listen might not even cross the mind of the other, so I just did my best.

"But it isn't fair. My elder brother stepped back from the throne and being the next in line everything was thrown on me. Ever since I turned 15, my life was layed out for me. I had no power over what I wanted to do. I sometimes want to back out as well-"

"You aren't greedy for the throne and that makes you worthy of it. You are kind and treat your people with respect and thats why it isn't wrong for them to expect to see you as the next successor. All those years of hardwork and training will go down the drain if you step back now. Your pain and tears won't mean anything." A chuckle resonated in the chill surroundings of the forest.
"What? Did I say something funny?"

"No. I was thinking what would I do if I didn't have you by my side. You clear my thoughts so well, Y/N. I'm grateful to have you as a friend." His eyes held genuine care and softness when they looked into mine.

"I'm glad I could be of some help." I smiled back. 

"Will you come to Ulsan when I become King?" He suddenly asked. The casual tone he used completely contrasted the seriousness of the question, that it left me astonished. What was I suppose to say? I never gave it a thought.

"You mean I visit you regularly." I tried to make more sense of the question he asked. Seeing him shake his head, my mind whirled with thoughts. What did he mean if not that?

"I meant, will you come and settle with me in Ulsan?" This time his voice was devoid of any playfulness.
"Will you be my queen?"

I froze.

It took me a while to realise what he meant. Taehyung had always been my comfort person and will always be my greatest friend but I never looked at him as a man. It was forbidden and so I knew my boundary since the beginning. He was a prince, that too of another kingdom. It was too risky to harbor romantic feelings for him, my brain had made that fact a resolve to never see him as a man. I think I did pretty good so far but I guess he had no such worries.
"Taehyung I'm no princess." I whispered out.

"I'm aware of that." He scooted closer to me but made sure to not invade my personal space. For the first time I clearly saw the emotions in his eyes that I was too scared to acknowledge at first. So it wasn't just in my head, he did look at me with love.