"Happily ever after? That thing doesn't exist, not in the real world."
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Ever a Never After (adaptation from Enchanted movie)
"Growing up in the fairy tale land, it feels like your whole life has been written perfectly in the books, with the pictu...
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A scream erupts through your lips as you start falling from height.
You close your eyes shut during your fall, fearing the long drop and the pain that may come after. Except the pain never comes. Instead, you fall right into something that is soft and hard at the same time.
Warmth engulfs you right away, even before a pair of arms wrap themselves around you. Whatever surface that you have just landed on is beginning to move, rocking back and forth as if it is trying to balance itself under your weight.
You are not too sure yet if you are safe, so you keep your eyes closed shut. It doesn't matter if you just witnessed the troll falling off the cliff, you can almost feel the shadow of his presence. As if you still have to avoid his relentless attacks.
But then a soft voice reassuringly speaks to you, coaxing you to open your eyes, "It's okay, Princess. I got you."
Slowly, your eyes flutter open. And the first thing that you see once your gaze clears out brings those flutters down to your chest.
A pair of dark-coloured eyes that remind you of the night sky are looking back at you, glowing as if there are a million stars in them. He has a pretty face framed with strands of soft hair that have fallen in a flurry mess, perhaps from racing through the woods on his horse to get to you.
And that pretty face seems to grow even brighter when the man, your hero, smiles at you.
It won't be until later for you to realise that the steady rocking you felt earlier had been the white horse's movements, as it was struggling to adjust to your weight, while its rider struggled a little to adjust your position on his lap and control his horse until it calmed down. Yet none of it matters now. Not when you are completely entranced with his presence.
All because it feels like you have just witnessed your creation—the dream prince statue that you worked hard on this morning—coming to life right before your eyes.
"It's you. The boy I saw in my dreams." The words slip out of your lips before you can stop yourself.
Your voice comes out as nothing more but a whisper, but there is no doubt that he can hear you perfectly. You can see it from the way his smile is growing wider.
As if it pleases him to see you so stunned, while he takes pride in this moment when he says,
"It's me. Your Prince Charming."
He winks, and your skin flushes with warmth. "I'm Prince Jungkook. But you can call me Jungkook."
An incredulous laugh begins to bubble its way up your throat, yet not a sound comes out of your lips as you look at him, stunned, as you are still feeling as if you are caught in a daze which leaves you speechless. It was mere moments ago when you had almost gotten trampled down and then eaten by a giant troll after all, and then he came out of nowhere, rescuing you from said troll right before you ended up getting flattened into the forest's grounds or deep into his stomach.
