Prince | k.th

y/n POV

jongsuk and i move to japan the next day. he told me to pack lightly as when we settle in our new home he'll just buy me new things. i cried during the night knowing my freedom will soon be stripped away from me. but at least i can finish up high school in japan's most elite academy and i don't know what to expect. like anytime i want to erase my hardships i prepare to sleep in the bed and i look around the room one last time that's covered in plastic bags. i drift to sleep wanting all of this to be one big nightmare.

the dream

i'm in the courtroom of the palace, i see the prince kneeled before the thrones where the king and queen sit upon. i can't move to see taehyung's face but i can hear him speak.

"this mission must be kept secret, i want your blessings to proceed with it. i must do this on my own."

"we can not let you do that son. you're too valuable to be replaced because of some aristocrat girl. it's not even rare to see a young woman marry an older man." the king said but the queen remains silent looking at her son with pity.

"you know he will do whatever he wants, with or without our help." the queen says placing her hand on the king's. "this is against our laws, what kind of example are we setting?" she asks lowly and stands slowly from her throne and descends the stairs to hold the prince up so he's no longer kneeling.

"you'll make a fine king someday. what do you need?" the queen asks.

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however, my head begins to hurt and i hear a ringing sound waking me up from my dream and i didn't get to hear taehyung's response.

my eyes open and it's my alarm going off. the sun isn't up yet and i dread this moment as i look up to the ceiling. the door opens and jongsuk stands there waiting for me to get up. my eyes meet his and i swear i could see a look of pity from his dark orbs. i roll off my bed, i will miss the fluffiness and warmth. with the suitcase by my nightstand i roll it with me and walk past jongsuk. a black nissan waits for us and jongsuk gently pushes me in as i gaze at the mansion. i definitely will not miss the cold walls and emptiness that mimicked my own heart. but reality is that i'm now jongsuk's fiancé and when i come of age i will have no choice but to be his.

"y/n." i hear jongsuk's voice cut through the still air.

i stare at him as he's sitting next to me.

"i promise to make you happy." he says softly. i try not to roll my eyes so i just nod.

"may i lay on your shoulder?" he asks but i know i have no other choice so i just nod again and i feel the weight of his head on me. i try to keep my calm as he snuggles up to my small form. for the first time i wonder what did this man go through to be this delusional and obsessive? i sigh a little and just fold my hands on my lap.

throughout the whole plane ride jongsuk and i stay silent. i want to cry as the plane starts flying further and further away but with jongsuk watching me like a hawk, any hint of rebellion against him will result in my friend's suffering.

taehyung POV

all of us are gathered in the hospital room where yoongi is staying. even though it's been a week and still no sign of y/n, i've seen my friends with puffy eyes everyday.

"we were never that close to y/n, but she had her own ways to take care of us." seokjin says folding his hands on his lap.

"remember when we were all drunk at taeyong's party and she took us home one by one?" jimin said.

"i remember when i passed out while playing basketball and y/n had been there studying late at night. she saved my life." yoongi says with a low voice, he's still weak but is getting better.