Pair: Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader (Aladdin Au)
'Dad! Dad! Tell us one of your stories!!'
I see my little children running towards me and hugging me.
'Kids! IIt's bedtime. Don't disturb your father'
With a nod, I look at Y/n, who is trying to convince our little ones to go to sleep.
But they don't seem to give up, they are my children, after all.
I invite them to sit next to me.
'Let's have a deal... I'll tell you the story, but then you'll have to go straight to bed, okay?'
The little bipeds nod, sitting next to me.
I clear my throat.
'This.. is a romantic story, the story of two dreamers, and.. a genie!!'
I say, doing this move:
The kids start laughing. Me with them.
'Once upon a time...'
BEGINNING OF STORY
Jungkook's POV:
'Sire! It's not possible that every chance you get, you try to escape from the palace!'
'Come on, Karim, don't you think you're exaggerating?... I don't do that..often'
'it's the 24th time...this month...'
'oh... I think you're wrong, I count 25'
'25? Impossible- HEY!'
Luckily Karim didn't notice the open window. Sometimes I feel sorry for that poor guy, but I can't stay enclosed in that building, it goes against my nature.
My sister recently became the sultan, she has always been my source of inspiration, but first, I have to find my path, my purpose, and for now, I want to know what is outside the palace, what she thinks our people, what do our people dream of!
By climbing along the buildings of the town, I manage to elude the guards who are looking for me. Finally, I can enjoy the bazar, my absolute favorite place: hearing people's laughter, their conversations, the smells of spices, the sand in the air, the children running and playing, the bright colors of the fabrics and flags, because here there are not only peoples from Arabia, this is a place full of travellers, who come from every land and... the most beautiful thing, the music, which transports me with it every time, makes me travel, makes me dream , makes me dance, makes me sing and frees me from every chain, from every role, from every responsibility.
I start singing a song and, together with all the other people, we start dancing among the stalls! it's always so nice to share these moments with my people.
Once the song is over, a huge applause starts. I look around, but one stand in particular steals my attention. I get closer to take a better look at what was displayed on that table covered with a beige tablecloth. Jewels. Not even in the palace have I ever seen such beautiful ornaments, enriched with such colorful and shiny stones. One ring particularly attracts me, adorned with a blinding red ruby.
'Excuse me, ma'am, how much do you want for this ring?'
I turn towards the hooded woman, owner of the stall.
'It's 22 denarii'
She tells me, coming closer and lowering her hood.. who would have thought, I was wrong, she is a girl and.. she is beautiful, I might add. I remained enchanted by that charm for a few seconds, as if I had ended up under some magic spell ..
'Mh? Everything's alright? Did you see anything strange?'
The girl says, waving a hand in front of my face, unlocking that state of Trance into which she herself had led me.
'Oh.. yes yes, here you go..'
I take out my trusty bag where I keep the coins and then hand the 22 denarii to the girl, while she, in turn, hands me the ring.
'Thank you! it's a really beautiful jewel... did you create them?'
The girl shows a slight smile.
'Yes, just me, I often find these stones along my travels and make them into jewels'
'You're a traveler then. It's obvious you're not from here haha'
'Actually, my mother has Arab origins, while my father comes from the distant West'
Uhh.. exotic, I like it. Probably she inherited those expressive eyes from her father’s side.
'You know.. I found that ruby not too far from here, near a very unique cave.. I hope it will bring you luck, Your Highness'
I widen my eyes in surprise.
'H-how did you know-'
'SIRE! FINALLY HERE YOU ARE!’
Oh Karim... always at the wrong time..
I hide the ring in the pocket of my robe and am forced by the guards to return to the palace. Before going, however, I turn my gaze towards that girl, who I forgot to ask her name. She was already observing me, and once our gazes align, like the sun and moon during an eclipse, we exchange a smile, while then she raises the hood on her head, going back to rearranging the necklaces on her stall.
Y/N's POV:
I Sigh. Putting the jewels I couldn't sell today back into my bag. Today was different from the usual.
I return home, noticing my mother cooking in our kitchen.
'I'm back!!!'
‘Darling! How was your day? Did you manage to sell anything?'
'Something..yeah. In particular, I sold the ruby ring.. to the Prince Jungkook'
I see my mother jump.
'Prince? Did the prince himself buy one of your jewels?'
I nod, chuckling.
'and tell me.. what he said to you??'
'Nothing that interesting, mum. Sorry but we can't talk now, I have to rush to the workshop, I still have some stones to cut and tomorrow will be another busy day, many travelers will arrive and therefore more chances to sell!!!'
'Y/n! My baby! But don't overdo it with all this work...'
I immediately run upstairs, straight to my work table. I take out of my bag an ocher stone that I found a few days ago, I was thinking of dividing it in two and making a pair of earrings.
'Oh.. where did I put the razor blade.. Here it is!'
I stop for a second, looking at some old canvases that are near my bed, I stop for a moment, but then, shaking my head, I return to my work.
Who knows if, when the prince looks at the ring, he will think a little about me.. pff.. what am I thinking? He is a prince, he will have an infinite number of rings, what he bought today must have been one of the many whims that nobles have...
Jungkook's pov:
'Jungkook, now you're exaggerating with these constant escapes from the palace.'
'But, Jasmine, I-'
'Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to get you out, but, don't you think it's time you start studying? Acculturate yourself? One day, you will be the sultan'
'Jasmine, I don't want to lock myself in a library and waste my time there, I.. I'm a-'
'yes, a dreamer, you always say it..'
'Wasn't it your desire to escape from the palace that made you meet Aladdin? Or am I wrong?'
'no but..'
'Then why don't you let me out?'
My sister doesn't respond.. it's the first time I've managed to dismantle her, I stay and watch her while she turns and leaves my rooms, apparently annoyed.
I don't understand what's wrong with her. Since our father died, she has changed, her husband also thinks so.. however, it is not easy to manage an entire nation alone, being a woman, many ""people"" sometimes don't believe her and even allied countries tend to always put it in the background. Maybe that's why she doesn't let me out, because she doesn't want me to become like her... but it's senseless. I sit on the bed and the ring I bought this morning comes out of the pocket of my dress.
'I forgot about you'
I'm starting to talk to objects... good, I'd say.
'I wonder what the name of that girl who sold you to me is.. I can almost see her angelic face in the reflections of your scarlet shades..'
I lie down on the bed, still observing the jewel, and then my sight look out the window... it's the ideal evening to walk in the garden, with the light of the full moon illminating the landscape, a light which, colliding with the ruby of my ring , causes a blinding glow emanate from it. I'm probably going crazy, but I feel some sort of strange energy coming from the jewel.
'I have decided! Tomorrow I will go to the market again, with my sister's permission, and I will visit that girl!'
I smile, and then, instinctively, give the ruby a light kiss.
As soon as my lips left it, however, the glow that had appeared before, reappeared, but this time, it couldn't be thanks to the moon... A pink cloud begins to emerge from the ring, spinning around me. Surprised, I throw the jewel across the room, while the cloud continues to spread across the room.
I continue to observe the scene with my mouth open.
The cloud takes the form of a creature... or it would be better to say, a lady, more precisely, and my surprised look soon becomes a confused one.
I observe the creature, when it begins to speak to me.
'At your service, master! Tell me, what is your wish?'
'Oh...but you, you are a genius!?!?!?'
'Who else should I be? A pink unicorn?'
I burst out laughing, above all, at the joy I'm feeling.
'so I have the three wishes available, right? Okay, so the first-'
'STOP STOP STOP boy!'
The female genius looks around.
'You have to be careful what you wish for, I'm not the lamp's genie..'
My gaze returns to confusion.
'What do you mean?'
'Well... unlike him, you can ask me more than three wishes, but... I can only help you when, to make that wish come true, there is no other way out'
I still don't understand... that's why I limit myself to looking at the creature with the same disoriented look.
'Pff.. you princes.. you are all the same.. Let me explain better, then..'
The genie makes a blackboard appear with some doodles.
'if you were in prison, sentenced to death, you call me and wish to escape, I can do it with just a snap of my fingers! However, if next to you you have the bunch of keys to your cell or a file to cut the bars on the window, I can't help you..'
'Oh...'
I finally understood.
'But then you're useless...'
'USELESS?! WATCH HOW YOU SPEAK, SIR!'
'Yes, sorry.. but.. listen, the only wish I have in mind right now is to want to meet a girl-'
'Ah and I can't grant wishes related to love! It would undermine free will, don't you think?'
'I don't want to make her fall in love with me. I just want to meet her and talk to her, I don't feel like I'm affecting any free will. Furthermore, objectively speaking, now I have no other methods to reach her because I don't know where she lives, I don't even know her name.. '
The genie looks at me, confused.
'So you fell in love with a girl you don't even know?'
'she was the one who sold me the ring with your ruby, do you understand?? This is destiny! And..for the record..we spoke this morning, so..I know her..I know her enough to say that..she has a soft voice, delicate skin, big expressive eyes and hair that looks so soft.. it's perfect!'
'and you're head over heels for her...alright, Prince Charming, I'll take you to her, I understood who she is'
Y/n's pov:
'They're wonderful eheh'
I take the ocher earrings I just made, holding them up in front of the window so the moon can give them some light.
'but now it's late.. I'd better go to sleep..'
I put away my tools, and adjust the for tomorrow.
Suddenly, something bursts through the window of my room, which makes me jump in fear. I hold myself against the wall, petrified, trying to understand what has just entered the room.
'it was crazy, genie!!! We have to do it again!'
'Will you calm down!? Look who's in front of you!'
That male voice is not new to me... the shadow of the male figure who is hidden in the room, approaches me towards the moonlight coming through the window, revealing his identity.
'Your Highness.. what are you doing here? And.. and what is that??'
I say, in panic, trying to settle down a bit.
My eyes widening at the sight of that pink human-shaped cloud..
'Hey hey hey, calm down, don't be afraid. I understand that you feel disoriented but I will explain everything to you! She is the genie of the ring!'
I remain silent, still not understanding.
'Oh.. well.. she's basically a very powerful entity, who can make anything you want come true, she popped out of the ring I bought from you, this morning'
I let myself slide along the wall, with my mouth open, ending up sitting on the floor. The prince laughs, and comes to sit next to me.
'I know it all seems like a dream.. and I'm sorry to have surprised you like this, at this time, but.. I wanted to meet you so much! Taking you to the palace and maybe getting to know each other a little, what do you think?'
The boy approaches me, dangerously, and slightly arrogantly. Annoyed, I get up and look at him irritated.
'but how dare you? Alright, you're the prince, but doesn't that give you the right to barge into my house, into my room, at this hour, aided by this... being and then order me to come to the palace with you and get to know each other better? You nobles are all the same, arrogance comes out of every pore. Get out of here!'
I say, pointing to the window.
'But I-'
'I said out!'
'but at least.. you could tell me your name'
'NO'
So the prince, silently and apparently mortified, approaches the genie, and once the latter snaps her fingers, they disappear before my eyes.
'maybe I exaggerated...'
Jungkook's pov:
What happened shocked me almost more than when they told me that my father was no longer here, maybe now I'm exaggerating the situation... but really...
'What did I do wrong, Genie!?'
I say sitting on the ground, frustrated. The genie sits next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder.
'Prince, I think you made the wrong approach to that girl..'
I turn towards her, with a confused and... annoyed look.
'She called me arrogant! I didn't do anything wrong!'
'Maybe not everyone fully understands your behaviour, what for you may have been an innocent invitation, for her seemed like an order...'
'So what should I do?'
'Maybe tomorrow you should go back to her stand and apologize'
I nod..laying on the bed and praying that the night would pass quickly.
the morning
As soon as the slightest ray of sunlight caresses my eyelids, I open my eyes wide. I have to run to the bazar. I get ready, take the ring and start to go out the window, when something stops me... maybe it's that "common sense" I've always heard about... I decide to go to my sister.
'Jasmine.. first of all, sorry about yesterday.. I promise you that I will start studying and stop running away.. but you have to allow me to go out, only today.. please'
I bow before my sister, begging her to give me permission to go out. Raising my head, I see Aladdin placing his hand on Jasmine's hand, urging her to grant my wish.
'Okay, Jungkook, go, don't worry, it won't be the last time I'll let you out, but lessons will start next week'
Out of joy, I run to hug my big sister and her groom. Then i run out of the building, straight towards the market. People sing, dance, but in that moment, for the first time, the music fails to captivate me. Among the crowd, I manage to glimpse the girl's stall and... her! With her hood, with her back turned...but still her!!! I smile and move closer.
'Hey hey hey! Sorry about yesterday... I was a fool, I exaggerated, so much that you misunderstood my intentions-'
The girl turns around, lowering her hood... it's not her.
'Oh.. sorry, maybe you are looking for my child- But.. sire..'
The woman raises her hand to her mouth in surprise. I grab her other hand, squeezing it.
'Ma'am.. can you tell me where your daughter is?! I have to talk to her..'
The lady, still a little shaken and confused, hesitates for a few words.
'I think she went to the stand where Omar sell the paintings... it's right over there'
'Thank you very much, ma'am'
I say, kissing the woman's hand. I move towards the stall of paintings, I know the good man who creates and sells them... now that I think about it, yesterday, despite the mess that happened, I noticed some paintings placed in a corner of the girl's room..advancing among the people, I finally manage to glimpse my mysterious girl, without a hood, focused on admiring a painting of a starry night.. the people seem to advance from the opposite side of the market, allowing me to get closer to her. I remain there, next to her, observing that painting..
'It's a really nice painting, don't you think?'
The girl slowly turns towards me.
'Youe Heighness..'
'I'm sorry about yesterday..'
'No.. I'm the one apologizing.. I went too far.. I thought about the words you said to me, and there was nothing arrogant about them..'
'I was the one who let you misunderstand'
I approach her.
'Anyway.. my name is-'
I put a finger in front of the girl's mouth, not letting her finish a sentence. I smile, then give her a note.
'I hope you will come..'
I turn, walking towards the guards who escorted me, feeling my heart lighter.
Y/n's pov
I remain petrified by the prince's gesture, but, at the same time, it makes me chuckle. I look at the folded note in my hands. I open it and read the contents.
In seven moons, in the royal garden, don't worry, there will be guards to take you there, wait for me at the gazebo at the end of the path. I hope you'll be there...my dreamer.
No one has ever called me that..
'Okay, your highness, I'll play along' i said to myself, carrying the note close to my chest, almost as if I'm hugging it.
One week later
I arrive in front of the door of the immense palace, there are two guards there, I approach them.
'Name.. please'
The prince doesn't know my name.. how can I make them understand that I have to meet him.. what if..
'Dreamer..'
The two guards look at each other, exchanging a few glances, and then nod and open the door to allow me access. Smiling, I advance, heading towards the garden that his heighness told me about in the note. I can already see the gazebo, adorned with an limitless variety of flowers and illuminated by moonlight. Once inside, I find a canvas, some brushes and a box full of colours.
'But..'
'So you came!'
I turn towards that voice, which I now recognize immediately... seeing a beautiful and elegant boy coming towards me. Now that I think about it, every time I've met him, he's always wearing ordinary clothes, never anything that fancy. He approaches me.
'I noticed that you like painting, and that you used to paint in the past... tell me, what made you stop'
We sit on one of the benches in the gazebo, looking at that empty canvas makes me think of my childhood... this makes me move.
'My father was a painter, when I was little, I hoped to become like him, until a few years ago, I painted an indecipherable number of canvases... I took some to the market, but I couldn't sell even one... my dream is always been to portray the most beautiful moments on a canvas, so as to be able to ensure true immortality for those memories... but, when I lost my father, I decided to give up that dream, both because, due to my origins, it wouldn't have made any money, and because I had to take care of my mother..'
The prince wraps his arm around my shoulder and brings me to him, instinctively, I rest my head on his shoulder.
'I'm sorry about your father...I really am, but, in my opinion, you should start painting again, it's your dream in the end, and isn't it the very act of doing it that keeps your father's memory alive? You know... sometimes it happens that we are forced to put our dreams aside... it's happening to me, right now, you know... before, I didn't have a real dream, on the contrary, I wanted to find one. Before meeting you, I understood that my dream is probably to dance, sing, compose music... but now, like a good prince, I have to put all this on the back burner, because I have to prepare to become the future sultan.. but.. do you know the beautiful thing about being a dreamer? They manages to make their dreams come true, because they believes in them, because they sees them, because they maintains their passion for them..this is my path '
'ours...you mean.'
I say looking into the boy's eyes, while I caress his hand with mine. He smiles, and then turns his gaze towards the canvas... then, I get up, start taking the brushes and colours... and off we go. Hours pass, the night gets deeper and deeper. I can feel his tall gaze as I paint. Once finished, I look at my hands, now smeared with colour, together with the white dress I had worn for the occasion. The prince approaches, taking my hand.
'Heighness! There was paint on my hand'
'Well then?'
The prince states, dipping a finger into the purple paint and then running it along his right cheek. We burst out laughing, and then we look at the canvas..
'what do you plan to name it?'
'I think the most suitable name is... Dreamers'
Present Jungkook's Pov:
By now the night was fading, giving way to dawn...and a new day...the two remain observing each other for a few minutes, in silence, when suddenly the girl takes the boy's face, bringing it to hers, zeroing the distance between them, with a kiss full of love and sweetness. The guy wraps his arms around the girl's waist, while she does the same around his neck, after their lips part, they bring their foreheads together, closing their eyes.
'And by the way.. the name is Y/n..'
'it's beautiful..'
'Thank you.. haha..'
'But I'm not just talking about your name, I'm talking about all of this'
'I had guessed it, your highness'
The two laugh.
'So... that means you and your mother are coming here, right?'
'As tall as you wish'
END OF STORY
'At that response, the boy, whose name was Jungkook picked the girl up, hugging her and kissing her again. Luckily, her sister Jasmine had already removed the law that forced nobles to marry other nobles. So, the two prepared a stylish and colorful wedding, where everyone danced and sang and then... the two dreamers had children...'
'Stubborn like their father'
Y/n says, crossing her arms and looking down at us.
'But with their mother's temper'
We all burst out laughing as my babies start climbing on me.
'but dad! And the genie? Where has she been?'
'You didn't tell us how the painting was made!!'
I get up from the couch, picking up my two puppies.
'Am I wrong or did you promise me that once the story was over you would go to bed? If I don't see you in your bed in five minutes, tomorrow I won't tell you what happened to the genie and I won't show you the painting!'
'You mean the painting is here!!! LET'S RUN TO SLEEP COME ON!!'
The two little bipeds immediately run into their little room, while I fall back on the sofa, tired, but happy, with my Y/n, leaning on my chest.
'Is it possible that they never noticed?'
'I think they'll pay attention to it tomorrow, my dreamer'
The painting is located right in this room, on the wall in front of us, it portrays me and Y/n, under the gazebo, accompanied by the bright colors of the flowers and illuminated by the moon. Yes, that is a moment that will never die. I think, hugging my sweet Y/n even closer to me, and observing for a few seconds, the ring with the red ruby, on the table near the sofa, which shines more than usual..
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