Prince's Spell

Jimin's ending

Jimin was standing in the balcony. His wings still burnt from the war, making him unable to fly. He was staring at the sky, missing flying a lot. Luna noticed him and looked down sadly. She knew he can't fly anymore and now seeing him upset made her heart ache. She wanted to cheer him up but couldn't come up with any ideas. Luna took a deep breath before walking towards him. "Hey"

He turned to her and gave out a small smile. "Hey" his voice low and filled with sadness but he tried to sound happy. "You don't have to try it..I know you are upset" Luna whispered softly. Jimin sighed deeply and rested his head at her shoulder. She strokes his hair gently.

Jimin closed his eyes and leaned further into her touch, relishing the comfort she brought. Despite the pain he felt with the loss of his wings, Luna's presence eased his broken heart.

"It's not easy, you know," he murmured, his voice betraying his sadness. "To lose a part of oneself. To be grounded when you used to be free".

Luna nuzzled her cheek against his head, her heart heavy with empathy. "I know," she whispered, her hand still gently stroking his hair. "But you're still the same Jimin. With or without wings".

He exhaled deeply, making her feel shiver by his hot breath. She held him tighter, "i won't say it's okay. And i won't say i am sorry like others. I know how you feel like right now. Because i went through the same"

Jimin looked at her, surprise flashing across his face. "You've... experienced something like this?" he asked gently, his voice laced with disbelief.

She nodded slowly, her eyes downcast. "Yes," she said quietly. "When I am in my swan form, I can't fly. I feel like I'm trapped, grounded like a bird who lost its wings ".

She continued, her voice soft and low, "I lost my wings in my childhood. I never got the feeling to fly. But you.. when you held me once, taking me to the sky.. It was one of the most wonderful days of my life.. I can't get my wings back.. But you can.. You just need to be patient.. I know you will be able to fly again"

Jimin's expression softened, his eyes gleaming with appreciation for her words. He took her hands in his, feeling the warmth and comfort in her touch. "You're right," he said quietly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I just need to be patient but.. i feel so helpless," he admitted, his voice filled with vulnerability. He looked back at the sky, his gaze distant. "Not being able to fly...it's like losing a part of myself. A part that defined who I am."

Luna looked at him softly, "i know.. And i hope this would make you feel better" She gave him a card. He looked at her with a questionable look but was surprised. When he looked back, she was on her knees. "Can i have the honor to dance with you, Mr prince?"

Jimin couldn't help but chuckle, touched by her gesture and playfulness . He reached out to help her up, a soft smile playing on his lips. "How could i possibly refuse a dance invitation from such a charming lady?" he teased, playing along with her act. She chuckled softly, and then they danced with passion and love.

Jimin and Luna swayed across the room, lost in the movement of the dance. He held her close, the pain and frustration he felt about his wings slowly melting away, replaced by the happiness he felt with her. He twirled her around, spinning her out before pulling her back in, his arms encircling her waist. She laughed softly, the sound like music in his ears.

As the music faded, they slowed to a halt. Jimin pulled her a bit closer, looking down at her. "Thank you," he said softly. "For cheering me up."

She smiled, "i am glad i could" Jimin leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, his hands still resting around her waist. "You always know how to make me feel better," he murmured, his voice filled with affection. "You're like a ray of sunshine in the darkest of days."