It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the cover for me and I'm so blessed!!! Please check them out on Tumblr: https://prettyinaccurate.tumblr.com/ and/or Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyinaccurate/

"Surely Seokjin told you that I was sick." the Prince said, "You wouldn't leave a sick person by himself, right?" He leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Well, um, I don't want to disturb you while you eat and you seem fine, for the most part..." you said in a quiet voice. You've never been alone with him for this long before. The space felt smaller than it actually was. "Are you accusing me of lying?" One of his eyebrow raised as the chocolate orbs pierce through you. "Your Highness, my apologies. I don't mean anything by that statement-" "Then sit down." It was a royal command and you took the seat in front of him. "Am I fun to look at?" he asked. It knocked you out of your thoughts, you realized you had propped an elbow up and your head rested on it, staring at him like a stalker. "My apologies, your Highness." you said, submerged in embarrassment. You really did want to leave now. But his gaze continued to pin you down. "I'm just joking. Please look at me all you want." Prince Namjoon, he was the epidemy is all that is good. You knew you didn't deserve him. You were only the Princess's tutor after all. But the palace is filled with secrets. And once you found out who you really were, you knew you could never be with your prince.