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𓂃۶ৎ prince!Jungkook x vk!reader - descendants movie au, grumpy x sunshine, slight enemies to lovers, reader is referred to y/n but plays the role of Mal Bertha.
— in which in Auradon prince Jungkook, son of belle and the beast, makes the decision to give some troublemaking children from the ‘isle of the lost’ a second chance, who just so happen to be the kids of villains. Little does Jungkook know it’s a little harder for these villain kids to shake their evil ways. It might just blow up in his face….but maybe it won’t.
author's note. We finally got a longer chapter! This one was so much fun to write because I love the cookie scene & the whole 'ridiculous' scene. Im so happy we finally got a bestfriend scene between just y/n and Jimin!!! I hope everyone is enjoying. I will probably post one other chapter before the weekend, since I will be away for the weekend & won't be back till Monday.
The four vk’s reside in the kitchen, y/n flipping through her spell book. Jimin standing by her side observing, Namjoon and Hoseok sitting on the counter fooling around. Spell books, ingredients, and stolen snacks covered nearly every available surface as the four of you worked on finishing the love potion.
You flipped through the spell book again.
"Okay. According to this, we're still missing one ingredient."
Namjoon looked up from the counter.
"What now?" Namjoon groans.
Hoseok groaned dramatically.
"A tear of human sadness," you clarified. "And before any of you suggest it—no, chopping onions doesn't count."
Before anyone could argue further, the kitchen door swung open.
In walked Lonnie, daughter of Mulan.
"There you are!" she said. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
You immediately slid the spell book behind your back.
"Nothing! I just wanted to say all the girls love what you've been doing with their hair."
Jimin looked extremely pleased by that.
Then Lonnie noticed the mixing bowl.
"Cookies," you answered quickly.
Before you could stop her, Lonnie grabbed a spoonful of dough.
"No—" you yell out at the girl.
Hoseok moved forward, running his fingers through his hair and winking. Hoping maybe the spell worked and she would fall for him. “Hey, there”
Lonnie returns the smile to the boy but turns back to you. "...Needs chocolate chips."
The confusion on all four of your faces made Lonnie pause.
"You guys know what chocolate chip cookies are, right?"
Lonnie's smile slowly faded.
"...Didn't your parents ever make them for you?"
"When you're sad," Lonnie continued, "and they make cookies and everything feels a little better?"
The kitchen grew uncomfortably quiet.
Lonnie's smile slowly disappeared.
"Oh." Realization hit her.
"It's different where we're from."
Lonnie's expression softened immediately.
"But... they're still your parents."
The words weren't meant to be cruel. If anything, they were sympathetic. Which somehow made them worse.
"Even villains love their kids."
The four of you exchanged glances. Nobody knew what to say.
Because how exactly were you supposed to explain that on the Isle, survival usually came before affection? It wasn’t often, if rarely ever, you felt love from your parents.
Lonnie's eyes became suspiciously shiny.
A tear slipped down her cheek.
Then your eyes dropped to the tear rolling down her cheek.
Lonnie blinked as you gently wiped the tear away with your fingertip.
"Yeah, yeah. Super touching." you nod at her, trying to get her to stop crying.
Before she could react, you turned and flicked the tear directly into the mixing bowl.
You immediately clapped your hands together.
"You said they needed chocolate chips."
"Great suggestion." You grabbed the bag and dumped some into the batter.
"So thanks for stopping by."
The conversation was clearly over.
Lonnie looked between the four of you. "Right..."
You were already steering her toward the door. "Really appreciate it."
"You guys are sure you're okay?"
"Yep! Goodnight and Evil dreams." you say while smiling and showing her out the kitchen.
The door clicked shut behind her.
Then you grabbed the tray.
"Okay, boys, cookie sheet."
Hoseok saluted. "Yes, ma'am."
The tray slid into the oven.
Mission love potion was officially underway.
The next day at Auradon Prep, things felt... weirdly normal.
Students smiled at you when you passed them in the hall.
Girls stopped you every five minutes to compliment the hairstyles that you’d done for them.
You were crossing the courtyard with Hoseok when a familiar voice caught your attention.
Across the courtyard at the lockers, Audrey stood beside Jungkook near one of the stone pathways.
A few girls nearby were admiring their new hairstyles.
Audrey looked less than impressed.
"She did it to Suga's hair, too," Audrey complained. "And Fairy Godmother's not happy about it."
Jungkook glanced over at the group. "What's the harm?"
Audrey looked horrified. "What's the harm?"
Jungkook laughed. "Gateway magic?"
Audrey pointed toward the students.
"First it's the hair. Then it's the lips and the clothes and the shoes and then everybody starts changing everything!"
Jungkook raised an eyebrow.
"And then everybody looks good!" She threw her hands into the air.
"And then where will I be?"
Hoseok snorted beside you, as you two arrived at your lockers.
You elbowed him before Audrey could hear.
Jungkook smiled patiently.
"I have a dress fitting." Audrey interrupted him before he could finish.
She stepped closer and adjusted his jacket.
"I'll see you at the game after my coronation fitting, okay?"
Jungkook chuckled. "Bye."
The second she disappeared around the corner, you exchanged a glance with Hoseok.
Hinting that now was the time.
You pulled the cookie from your bag. Moving over to Jungkook’s locker standing behind him.
"Hey, Jungkookie." you tease, using the nickname Audrey uses.
Jungkook immediately turned toward your voice.
The smile that spread across his face was annoyingly adorable. "Hey."
You held up the cookie. "I made a batch of cookies."
His eyes flickered to it.
"Double chocolate chip." You held it closer.
Jungkook hesitated. "Oh."
He rubbed the back of his neck. "I've got a big game today."
"I usually don't eat before a game."
"Totally understand." You started lowering the cookie.
"Yeah." He looked relieved.
"Be careful accepting treats from villain kids and all that."
You tilted your head. "Oh."
You shrugged. "I'm sure every kid in Auradon knows not to trust us."
Jungkook immediately shook his head.
You pretended to think about it. "You're cautious."
Before he could respond, you broke off a piece and popped it into your own mouth.
Then held the cookie back out. "See?"
You smiled."Not poisoned."
A few students nearby glanced over.
You tried not to look excited.
Hoseok had to physically turn away to hide his grin.
He looked down at the cookie.
He immediately frowned. "Wait."
Another bite. "I mean..."
His thoughts suddenly seemed to derail.
He pointed at the cookie.
His gaze slowly lifted toward you.
His eyes narrowed slightly as if he'd just noticed something. "Y/N?"
Jungkook took a step closer.
The smile slowly spreading across his face looked dangerously dreamy.
"Have you always had those little gold flecks in your eyes?"
Across from you, Hoseok choked.
Jungkook didn't even look at him.
His attention remained completely fixed on you.
The potion had definitely worked.
And judging by the look on Jungkook's face...
It had worked way too well.
“How you feeling, bro?” Hoseok teasingly questioned the prince.
Jungkook turns to look at you. “I feel... I feel... I feel like... Like singing your name. ♫ y/n! y/nnnn!”
You immediately freeze while trying to hold back a laugh. “Oh- okayy!!!” you say just before covering the boy's mouth.
That evening, the entire school gathered for the tourney championship.
The stadium buzzed with excitement.
Students packed the bleachers, blue and gold colors waved through the air, and cheers echoed across the field. Everyone was definitely showing their Auradon pride.
You sat with Jimin in the stands, watching the game below.
For the first time, Namjoon and Hoseok weren't sitting on the sidelines.
They were actually playing.
And somehow… They were good.
Namjoon was blocking players twice his size while Hoseok darted across the field, stealing possession whenever he got the chance. The announcer's voice boomed throughout the stadium.
"Twenty-three seconds left on the clock! The score remains tied!"
"Come on, Auradon!" someone shouted.
Down on the field, Coach Jenkins paced nervously.
"Hustle! Hustle! Come on!"
The ball was passed to Hoseok.
He leapt over an opponent and kept moving.
"Look at him go!" Jimin said.
"I can't believe that's Hoseok," you muttered.
Namjoon managed another block.
The ball returned to Hoseok.
Jungkook sprinted forward.
The entire stadium exploded.
Students jumped to their feet.
The team rushed onto the field.
Cheers echoed from every direction.
You found yourself smiling despite everything.
The boys had actually done it.
Then you noticed Jungkook grabbing a microphone.
The smile immediately vanished from your face.
"Can I have everyone's attention, please?"
The crowd slowly quieted.
A terrible feeling settled in your stomach.
Jungkook climbed onto a bench.
"I've got something I'd like to say!"
Beside you, Jimin frowned.
The crowd immediately responded.
Jimin's jaw dropped. "Oh god."
Namjoon looked horrified from the field.
Hoseok was bent over laughing, cause he knew you were annoyed. "This is amazing."
Jungkook pointed toward the bleachers.
"Come on! I can't hear you!"
The chanting became louder.
The potion had definitely worked.
"What was in that cookie?"
"Oh my god. I don’t know!!!”
Jungkook suddenly jumped down from the bench.
The crowd started clapping.
Jin somehow appeared with the rest of the band.
Hoseok was practically crying from laughter.
"This is the greatest thing I've ever seen."
Jungkook danced across the field, singing directly to you.
At one point Jungkook actually crowd-surfed across a section of students.
"THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING." you turned toward Jimin.
"It is absolutely happening," Jimin replied.
Eventually the song ended.
Jungkook finally reached the front of the bleachers and looked up at you.
Audrey looked ready to commit several felonies.
Nearby, V crossed his arms. "Well, that's awkward."
The entire crowd went silent. "And I'm going to the coronation with him!"
"So I don't need your pity date!"
—rippled through the stands.
Jungkook blinked. "Okay?"
Then immediately turned back to you.
The crowd leaned forward.
You felt about six hundred pairs of eyes staring at you.
The kind that made him look far too sincere.
"Will you go to the coronation with me?"
The stadium held its breath.
This was supposed to be part of the plan.
The potion was supposed to get you close enough to steal the wand.
So why did answering suddenly feel difficult?
For the first time since arriving in Auradon...
You grabbed the microphone he was holding and yelled your answer into it. "Yes!"
The stadium erupted again.
Jungkook's grin somehow got even bigger. He grabbed you, giving you a huge hug.
"She said yes!" yelling into the mic, announcing it to the crowd.
"Let's go, Jungkook!" Hoseok called from the field. "The whole team's waiting!"
He looked back at you one last time.
"I'll see you at the coronation."
Then he ran back toward his teammates.
As the celebration continued around you, Jimin slowly turned.
You already knew what he was about to say.
Hoseok appeared beside you.
You groaned and shoved both of them away.
But as you glanced back toward the field and caught sight of Jungkook celebrating with his team...
You couldn't quite stop the smile.
Y/N had checked the library.
And somehow Jimin was nowhere to be found.
"How is he this hard to locate?" she muttered while speed-walking across campus.
Finally she spotted him near one of the picnic tables outside.
Jin was sitting across from him with a stack of books.
Jimin looked suspiciously pleased with himself.
Y/N dropped into the seat beside him.
A nearby student dropped a notebook.
"Jungkook asked you out?!"
"That's what I just said."
Jimin suddenly grabbed her shoulders. "OH."
Jin laughed. "Congratulations?"
"It is not congratulations!"
"It sounds like congratulations."
"It sounds like a disaster."
Jimin looked delighted. "You got asked out by the future king."
"You are missing the point."
"No, I think you're missing the point."
Jimin crossed his arms. "Why are you panicking?"
"Because this wasn't supposed to happen."
"You literally made him fall for you."
Jin quietly raised his hand.
Neither of them looked at him.
"Nobody asked." you say back toward the nerdy boy.
"We're going back to the dorm."
"Because you look like you're about to throw up."
The moment they entered their joint dorm, Jimin pointed at a chair.
You narrowed her eyes. "No."
"You sound like my mother."
Jimin physically turned the chair around. "Sit."
After several minutes of arguing, you finally sat. "Happy?"
"No." Jimin grabbed a brush.
"I'll be happy when you stop moving."
You immediately moved, despite what the boy had just said.
Jimin sighed. "I hate you."
The brush snagged in her hair.
"You just ripped out half my scalp."
"You've been in Auradon too long."
Jimin gasped dramatically. "Take that back."
As he continued working, the room gradually fell quiet.
You watched him through the mirror.
"You've gotten really good at this."
"My mom would've approved."
The smile faded almost immediately, you noticed. "You miss her?"
Jimin shrugged. "Sometimes."
The answer should have been easy.
Instead it hurt. "I don't know."
"I miss having a mom." The words came out quietly.
"Sometimes I don't know if I miss her specifically."
You swallowed. "I spend my whole life trying to make her proud."
"When I fail, she gets angry."
"And when she gets angry..."
You didn't finish, you didn't need to. Jimin understood.
Because all of them understood.
The Isle had made sure of that.
Finally Jimin set down the brush.
"I think you've spent so much time trying to become who she wants..."
"...that you've never figured out who you want to be."
Because that one landed a little too close to home.
Jimin immediately pointed. "Nope."
"We're focusing on the mission."
You eyed the makeup suspiciously, you were never the kind of person to wear a ‘full beat’.
"How much of that are you using?"
You opened one eye, before looking at your best friend.
you looked in the mirror.
Jimin folded his arms. "Exactly." Knowing he had just done some of his finest work.
Y/N rolled her eyes before he could get emotional.
You immediately regretted agreeing to this.
Definitely not because of him.
But because Jimin had watched you leave the dorm like it was the most entertaining thing he’d ever seen in his life.
“Try not to fall in love,” he called after you.
“I won’t.” You replied while rolling your eyes at him.
Now, standing at the edge of the forest, you adjusted your jacket and ignored the fact your heartbeat was being weirdly uncooperative.
Jungkook was already there.
Smiling like this was the easiest thing in the world.
You narrowed your eyes. “Don’t look so happy.”
He laughed. “I can’t help it.”
“That sounds like a personal issue.”
“I had nothing better to do.”
You hesitated. “…it’s slightly true.”
That earned another laugh.
He stepped aside and nodded toward his bike. “Ready?”
He hopped on the bike first, then helped you sit behind him. You hated the fact that you had to wrap your arms around him.
But for some reason you couldn't help but smile.
The deeper into the forest you went, the quieter everything became.
Eventually, you both got off the bike and left it leaning near a tree, so you could walk the rest of the way.
“What’s something about you that nobody here knows?” Jungkook questions.
You blinked. “That’s invasive.”
He didn’t look like he was joking anymore.
You stopped walking, now stood on a bridge while looking off at the lake.
“My middle name is Bertha.”
Then he burst out laughing. “What?!”
You pointed at him. “Don’t.”
“I’m sorry,” he said, still smiling. “I just—Bertha?”
Eventually he calmed down.
“Alright Alright how about this? …my middle name is Florian.”
You stared, just before laughing back at him.
“…I take it back. Mine is better.”
“I knew that would happen.” He shakes his head at you.
Jungkook leaned back on the railing of the bridge.
“You ever think about what you want?”
You scoffed immediately. “That’s a loaded question.”
You looked at the water instead.
A breeze moved through the trees.
The lake was hidden deep inside the forest, tucked away behind tall rocks and thick trees that blocked out most of the outside world. Only slivers of sunlight managed to break through the canopy of trees above, scattering gold across the water.
Jungkook led you down the small slope like he’d done it a hundred times before.
At the edge of the clearing, you stopped.
A blanket had already been laid out.
A small, almost ridiculous attempt at perfection.
“…you planned this?” you asked.
Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe.”
You narrowed your eyes. “That sounded suspicious.”
“It’s supposed to be a date,” he said simply.
You stared at him for a second longer.
Jungkook followed, settling across from you.
For a moment, neither of you spoke.
Just the sound of water shifting gently nearby.
Finally, he broke the silence.
“Is this your first time doing something like this?”
“…you mean sitting on the ground next to a lake with someone who looks like they might report me to the kingdom later?”
You picked at the edge of the blanket.
“On the Isle, dates aren’t really… dates.”
“They’re more like negotiations. Or escape plans. Sometimes both. So basically there's really no dating..”
Jungkook’s smile faded slightly.
Then he reached forward and picked up something from the picnic spread.
You eyed it suspiciously, considering you don't get much of fresh fruit on the Isle
“It's a strawberry, something sweet.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
“That also doesn’t answer my question.”
You hesitated, then carefully took a bite.
Immediately your face twisted.
“You’re supposed to like it.”
“I don’t trust food from random princes.”
Jungkook shook his head, still smiling.
He didn’t respond to that.
Instead, he leaned back on his hands.
For a moment, the joking stopped.
“Tell me something about you,” he said quietly.
“Because I don’t actually know you.”
“That feels like a personal problem.”
You poked around the basket of food for another strawberry, not realizing how much you'd actually enjoy how sweet the fruit was.
“I’ve lived in the same place my whole life.”
You looked up at him sharply.
“That’s not something we should have in common.”
“Because your whole life is going to change soon.”
“Yeah,” he said. “Probably.”
“You’re going to be king.”
At that, he leaned forward slightly.
“Being born into something doesn’t automatically decide what you become.”
You frowned. “It kind of does.”
“No, it... Your mother is Mistress of Evil and I've got the poster parents for goodness. But we're not automatically like them. We get to choose who we're gonna be. And right now, I can look into your eyes and I can tell you're not evil. I can see it.”
Jungkook watched you carefully.
“We all get handed a story,” he continued. “But we still get to choose how we live it.”
You let out a quiet laugh.
Silence stretched between you again.
You picked up another strawberry. “This is the best thing here,” you muttered.
Jungkook smiled. “Careful. You might eat all of them.”
“Good.” you smile at him, before plopping the fruit in your mouth.
“You’re not supposed to be greedy.”
“I grew up on an island of villains. Greedy is practically polite.”
That made him laugh again.
You glanced at him, then down at the water.
“…what are you looking at?”
“You’re definitely looking at something.”
He stood suddenly. “Let's go for a swim.”
You turn around, mid bite of another strawberry. “Hm? What? Uh… right now?”
Jungkook nods his head before handing his hand out in your direction. “Yeah, right now.”
You turn to look at the water then back at him.
“I think I’m just gonna stay here.” you reply.
“No, no, no. Come on.” The prince begs.
“I think I'm gonna stay behind and try a strawberry. I've literally never tried a strawberry before. Mm! Mm…”
Jungkook finally giving up.
“Alright..don’t eat all of them” he jokes.
He begins to take off his shirt and pants, now only left in his boxers, which makes you let out a small chuckle. He stands in front of the lake in bright blue boxers with tiny gold crowns on them.
Then, before you can even open your mouth to make a joke, he walks over to the large rock at the edge of the lake and climbs up.
He stands at the top and calls your attention.
You place the strawberry you were holding down and stand up, brushing off your dress.
“Okay… ooh—mm. Wait. Are those little crowns on your shorts?” you say, smiling.
He looks down at his boxers with a small, nervous smile, clearly embarrassed now that you’ve pointed it out.
“Maybe…” he replies before cannonballing into the lake.
You let out a laugh as he jumps in, not realizing how much you’re enjoying yourself.
You turn away and sit by the edge of the water, getting lost in thought.
Thoughts about you and your friends’ life here in Auradon.
Then you realize he’s been gone a little too long.
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