It's bad enough that you have to pretend to be a princess. But you have to pretend to be a princess who's actually dead and the former lover of a cruel, scarred prince. It's too late to turn back now because your mother's life depends on it. Read and unmask the true nature of Prince Seokjin.

"I used to wish I could teleport." Namjoon admitted from behind you. It made you jump and he caught your shoulders firm and delicately. He bowed a small apology. "Teleport? Why not fly?" "That takes too long. I want to get to where I want as fast as possible. Like if someone ever needs me, I'll be there to save them immediately." "Wow, that's so deep. I used to wish I was a mermaid because I wanted luscious hair." you replied in embarrassment. But he didn't laugh in a mocking tone. "Who knows, it could still happen." he said. "You can grow a tail and swim far from here. But don't go too far, I'll miss you." A picture is worth a thousand words, that's why he loves them. Photography is Namjoon's passion, while yours is to paint. While it might seem that your paths would never cross, something happened one cold day that led to an intertwining of lives and faiths.

Sequel to Waste it On Me Author's Note: I won't say anything else. Read to find out! I will say there will be domenstic violence scenes. Please read at your own risks!!

He had memorized the address and searched for your door. He remembered that you told him you were only renting the place. He wondered if he would see your tenant and thought how he would explain the situation to that person. "I'm here to see Y/N, the person I like. Please let me see her." He repeated in his mind. He continued to repeat it as he knocked on the door, and even as the door was beginning to open. "I'm here to see..." His mind blanked and your eyes widened in shock and horror. He didn't see Y/N. Namjoon was looking at a stranger. Even with the world at your fingertip, you stopped feeling what you should be feeling for the cello. In a heat of the moment, you decided to audition as a producer for BigHit under a disguise. Things went well except for the fact that Kim Namjoon hates your guts but loves the person he sees on stage.

RM! They all shouted. To them, that name meant the handsome rapper and one of the members of Cypher, Korea's hottest hip-hop group. To you, that name meant a childhood heartbreak. Slowly, you lifted your head up, trying to act normal but the moment you saw those chocolate eyes, memories replayed in your mind like a movie. Holding hands, laughing at nothing, sharing smoothies, catching crabs, all gone now. For a moment, his eyes met yours before the girls started crowding him. He was speechless, his mouth opened slightly. Through all the commotions, you managed to escape out the back door of the classroom. You didn't want to be there, where your first love was standing. Reunions were supposed to be anything but heartbreaking. But it seemed that heartbreaks were common with you two.

A lost man with no memories of his past. A simple nurse with a simple life. You never thought a good man existed, let alone one that would appear right out of thin air and in front of you. Was this too good to be true? Only one way to find out, to let him into your life. *** Your eyes flickered, a shooting star darted across the Prussian sky. "Oh my god," you jumped, "Joon, you should have seen it, it flew so fast." Joon, he heard it again, this time, your voice came out sweet and true. He couldn't help but believe that no one had ever called him with such tender before. Then he did something unexpected. When his eyes opened, before taking in the room, he slowly turned his head to the window where the voice had been coming from. He didn't have any sort of expectations of who it might have belonged to but when he found the person standing there, his heart raced. A breeze in her hair and the smile that no stars can compare to. A sensation crawled over his body, like an instinct to protect that happiness. He was breathing again. The monitor went off, his heartbeat was out of control. As you turned around, your knees almost gave out and your heart leaped. His eyes were fixated on you. But as soon as you blinked, they shut again and you questioned if you saw right in the first place. It could have been because you were too excited about the star and you created an illusion for yourself. Or that naively, you had wished upon the star that he would wake up to see the sky with you.

"Namjoon, what am I to you?" your voice came out weaker than you wanted but you stood your ground. "What? Y/N, you're being ridiculous. You're my girlfriend, of course." he chuckled. He had already turned back around to face the computer. At least he didn't put his headphones back on. "Really, Namjoon? Because it feels like I'm your maid." Dating is already hard. But imagine dating the leader of one of the biggest Korean boy group. You work as a doctor at Seoul's biggest hospital. You struggle between work and your relationship with an idol. Will your relationship prevail? Or will both of you end up losing in this maze?

His pink hair, his dimples, his tall figure. You remember those things. But you have no idea who he is or why he keeps showing up around you. You knew he was dangerous, but you couldn't help but want to be near him. "Did you ever like me?" you asked. "No" he simply answered before closing the door. He was lying, and you knew that. But you needed to know why. As a screenwriter, you're used to picturing endless possibilities to stories, but nothing prepared you for the encounter with a certain stranger.

They witnessed her destruction, They were left to wonder why, She saw nothing but darkness, Though the stars shown in her eyes, But maybe they'd forgotten, When they failed to see the cracks, That a stars light shines brightest, When it starts to collapse. • • • • • •

"Nothing's changed. You'll go home. You'll be bored. You'll be ignored. No one will listen to you, really listen to you. You're too clever and too beautiful for them to understand. They don't even remember your name." * * * * Coraline!AU. #1 in 'btsxreader'