Y/N's P.O.V.
"Y/N," a voice called me with a soft tone while shaking me. "Y/N, wake up. We're going on a trip."
I turned around, facing my back towards him. "Leave me alone, Namjoon." I pulled the blanket closer to myself.
"No, wake up." He grabbed my blanket and snatched it away.
I opened my eyes and turned to face him. "Give me the blanket back," I ordered, death glaring him. He shook his head as a no. "Watch it, prince, I can make your life a livin' hell if I wanted to."
"I do not care. Stand on your feet, come on!" The way this man doesn't give a * about my status and power makes me mad. He's the first one like this and I do not accept disrespectfullness like this.
"Namjoon, I swear to god, I'll kick your ass," I threatened. "Give me that damn blanket and let me sleep."
"I would like to see you try kicking my beautiful bottom," he stated shamelessly.
"Do you wanna die?!"
"Pretty much, yes."
"Namjoon, leave me alone!"
"Y/N!" my mom called, barging into the room. "Get up now! We're going on a trip! Thanks Namjoon for waking her up. Now come on Y/N! Quickly get ready!" Before I had the time to answer, she exited the room, leaving the door open.
"Leaving the door open, as always," I said.
"Rise up, Y/N. It is going to be a good day. Come on!" Namjoon took my hands and pulled me up. He was too strong and I put no resistance so he easily lifted me up to stand on my feet.
"* you," I mumbled, going to the bathroom.
He grinned. "I love you too." Just right before I entered the bathroom he yelled: "As a companion!"
I hid it, but his 'I love you too as a companion' left a smile on my face. It was really sweet and gave me a close friend feeling. Like he was my best friend. A really handsome best friend.
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"I'm not scared of anything!" I said proudly as we entered a haunted house in an amusement park. Namjoon had just asked me if I was scared of haunted houses, probably wanting someone to relate to him because he looked absolutely terrified. Unfortunately, for him, I am not scared of haunted houses. Actually I'm not scared of anything! "Are you scared?" I teased. He kept silent, clearly way too terrified to even speak or maybe hear me even.
We were basically entering an escape room but it is haunted too. Quite fun if you ask me. However, I don't think Namjoon found it as fun as I found it. Namjoon was shaking the moment we entered and kept screaming loudly in my ear every time a 'zombie' or 'ghost' scared us. He clutched my arm like his life depended on it, which he probably think it is. I was not afraid one bit. I entered all of the rooms and got the hints while being calm and even asked the 'zombies' for help. Unfortunately, they didn't help me which I thought was absolutely rude. As for Namjoon, he hid behind me. The 'ghosts' or 'zombies' noticed that he was scared and therefore had their eye on him. They wanted to attack him more than they wanted to attack me, probably because I was boring, but me being good hearted I protected the young prince from whatever is scaring him. In the end, we finally escaped. I obviously found all the hints by myself because Namjoon was too scared to think. My parents didn't enter the escape room. They wanted us to have some fun alone in the amusement park so they went to other attractions in the amusement park. I think it's an excuse though to have some time for themselves.
"It wasn't that scary, was it?" I asked, chuckling. Namjoon just gave me a death glare, making me laugh. "What do you wanna do now?"
"How about.." He looked around for a moment. "How about we ride the elevated railroad?" My heart sank, knowing exactly what he meant, but I had to make sure what I understood was correct, which I really hope isn't.
"Elevated what?"
"Elevated railroad. A rollercoaster as you may call it," he clarified.
I gulped, looking at him. I absolutely hate rollercoasters! I rode one when I was young and hated it, so I simply never did it again. "That's boring! Choose something more fun," I said, making up an excuse.
"Boring? That is exciting! Are you perhaps afraid?" he teased, pushing my arm jokingly.
"No, I'm not scared of anything. It's just not fun. Don't be so boring, man!"
"You enforced me to enter the ghosthouse, hence we are willing to do whatever I want in this moment," he adressed proudly. "To add up on that, you are frightened. I enjoy that."
I gasped. "Excuse me? First of all, you're rude for enjoying that I am 'scared'. Second of all, I am not scared!"
"Yes, you are!" he teased.
"*er," I mumbled.
"So, you agree that you are frightened?"
"No!"
"Envince it!"
"Fine!" Without realising, my stubborn self gave up on me and decided to actually show that I am not scared, which I kind of am.
"Splendid!" He grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards one of the rollercoasters. I will regret this.
Moments later we were already sitting in the rollercoaster and fastening our seatbelts. "Are you feeling afraid now then?" he asked, chuckling teasingly.
"No, shut up," I mumbled which only caused him to chuckle again. As the ride started I felt my adrenaline rising up in my body. It's been a really long time since I've been on those and I've probably grown up, but who knows, I might still be scared. The rollercoaster started rolling up, finding my heartbeat rising with it. Okay, maybe I'm still scared.
The rollercoaster reached its highest point and kept going slowly, showing us the view of the city. I always had fear of heights but got over it by the amount of times I've flied our helicopter. However, til today I'm still scared of falling from high heights and that is exactly what we are about to do. The coaster got closer to the cliff, which seemed like almost a 90 degree fall, and I got ready to hide my scream and anything that shows my fright. When the coaster got to the cliff I kept my poker face and silence. To my surprise, the rollercoaster tilted, showing us the rail it'll follow down, but then just stopped. I was confused to why it did that before the rollercoaster suddenly dropped, leaving me screaming in shock. Not only did my scream surprise Namjoon but myself too as I promised myself to keep silent. It wasn't only a short scream either. It was a long scream as I felt myself levitating with every flip.
Namjoon gently slipped his hand into mine to help me feel better, but it ended up getting mashed with my tight grip. He didn't complain though but instead decided to tease me right in the middle of the air. "You are afraid of this but not being held at gunpoint?" I don't know how he could actually tease or even speak to me in a ride like this. If I wasn't absolutely frightened and held his hand for dear life he'd regret it.
I ignored his question, or more like statement, and focused on staying alive til the end of the rollercoaster ride. Immediately when the ride ended and I could breath, I answered him. "Do you want me to hold you at gunpoint instead, young prince?" I asked, glaring at him. He stayed silent, looking at me and gulped.
"Prince?" someone asked. We were still in the rollercoaster because we taking off our seatbelts. Suddenly, we got the attention of 3-4 people around us. "Is he the prince?" I felt Namjoon's grasp on my hand getting tighter on mine, as we still didn't let go.
"Does he look like a tall, blond prince called Namjoon? It's just a nickname. Ya'll shouldn't get into other's business," I answered rudely and walked away from them. We had to walk away anyway since other people want to ride this rollercoaster. I'm not usually very rude towards people that get into my business but this is a life or death situation for me. If I lose Namjoon my parents will kill me. Literally or not literally, we never know unless we try and I don't want to try.
"He is tall, we don't know his name and he might've changed his hair," someone said from behind us. I looked back finding two girls following us, one of them being the one that asked if he is the prince.
I faced them and clicked my tongue. "Get a life!"
"We do have a life! We're talking five million dollars here."
"I don't care! You're disturbing our lives just cause I called him prince. If he called me princess ya'll wouldn't even have remembered it. Leave us alone and go find something better to focus on!" I turned around again, trying to walk away, but they decided to speak again.
"No!" I faced them again. "Show us your ID. We want to see your name!" one of them ordered, looking at Namjoon. This whole time his hand was grasping mine tightly. He looked absolutely unbothered though. Acting skills.
"You are invading our privacy and we have the right to withhold our identification card from view," he said. His formality made me gulp.
"He even speaks like a prince!" They looked at me.
"No, I don't! I was just being overly specific because you don't seem like you are getting what the word annoying means. If you do know what annoying means, then that is good because you are being annoying and should stop," he said, changing up his way of speaking to a less formal one this time.
"I don't believe you." These girls were getting on my nerves and I really wouldn't mind killing them right now.
"Listen, you too clearly don't know who we are and it's better if you don't for your sake. Now if you don't mind, we're leaving."
"Who do you think you are?"
"Most certainly not the prince!" Namjoon answered. Such a good liar.
"Leave us alone before I put you in jail," I said.
"Are you a police officer and threatening us with that?" The girl fake chuckled. "You don't scare us!"
"No, we're not a police officer. Quite the opposite actually." The girls' facial expressions dropped. "Now leave before I kill you." Surprisingly, it worked. They walked away, bowing as an apology, and absolutely terrified from us. I just couldn't help but laugh at them after they walked away. Eventually, Namjoon started laughing with me. "This was funny. How they actually believed us and walked away terrified."
"You were not lying though," Namjoon said.
"You're right. I wasn't, but if I was in their place I would've never believed someone that said this and kept trying to get my five million dolllars."
Namjoon nodded as we shared a silent moment. "Do you want to go again?" he suddenly asked, smiling as he meant the rollercoaster.
"No!" I ran away from him so he ran after me as we both were laughing.
"Come back!" he yelled. We ended up having fun the rest of the day without anyone suspecting Namjoon as the prince, and I really hope nobody does before we get what we want.