You woke up at 6:30 am to get ready for the swap-meet. You put on some jeans, a t-shirt, and vans and decided it was time to wake Namjoon up.
"YA LEVANTATE, YA SON LAS SIETE Y MEDIA" you yelled while roughly taking the blankets off of him.
Namjoon jumped out of bed not wanting to get yelled at again and started getting ready. He put on a Gucci outfit that cost more than your college tuition.
You quickly rushed over to him and pulled his shirt off. "No mijito. You are not dressing like this just to go to the swap-meet." you said.
"Why not? Its not even fancy." Namjoon whined.
"Ay pobrecito, still you are not going in these clothes. Sweats and a jumper are just fine. Besides its just the swap-meet no one dresses fancy for it." you stated.
"But.."
"Que no. Ya go put on something that isn't over $100." you said.
After about 15 minutes Namjoon came out with a hoodie, jeans, and some adidas on. You quickly looked at the time to see that it was already 8:15am.
You grabbed your bag and keys. "Are you ready?" You asked while opening the door ready to leave. Namjoon frowned a bit "What about breakfast?"
You grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the house. "We'll get something over there." And with that the both of you headed for the swamp-meet.
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The parking was packed. It took about 10 minutes to find a parking. Finally you found a decent parking that wasn't too far from the swap-meet.Once you parked you both headed towards the swap-meet. You glanced at Namjoon to see an amazed expression on his cute face.
You grabbed his hand and smiled at him. "It's nothing special. But I guess I'm just used to it."
Namjoon looked around more. "Wow! They sell good shoe brands here for low prices! You can score big in this place!"
You smiled enthusiastically. "Right! This is why I like to get my shoes and some clothes here. They're affordable prices."
You both continued to walk around until you saw something that catches your eye. You let go of Namjoon's hand and walked over to it.
You examined a pair of nice sun glasses that had caught your eye. "Hola, buenos días." A women in her mid 40's walked towards you while saying hello.
"Buenos días, quería saber cuanto cuesta esto?" You asked while holding up the pair of sun glasses.
"Ah, si cuesta $5" she said while going to speak with other costumers. You ended up buying a pair for Namjoon.
You turned around to look for Namjoon only to find that he wasn't there anymore. "Ahora dónde se fue este hombre?" You continued on walking and searched for Namjoon.
You scratched the back of your head. "I'm sure he's alright. He is an adult I'm sure nothing will happen to him. He's a smart and handsome man."
What are you kidding. This is the swap-meet. He looks like a foreigner. And if he looks like a foreigner the vultures will attack.
You picked up your pace and searched for him. Going aisle by aisle. You finally found him after a good 15 minutes of searching.
You saw him talking with some women that were trying to sell him something. You looked at him to see that he was carrying a lot of plastic bags.
You walked towards him. "Ay mijo, why did you fall into their temptation? What am I going to do with you." You shook your head at his cute helpless self.
He half smiled. "I didn't know how to say no. Besides I would feel extremely bad. Did you know that some people make half of their livings off of selling items here? It just made me feel 100x worse knowing that." He exclaimed.
You pat his shoulder to comfort him. "Pobrecito, these people do not want your pity. In fact they don't care if you buy their items or not. They are always going to have another person come around who actually wants it. So don't feel bad."
After a little comforting session a women spoke up. "Entonces, lo vas a comprar?" She asked while pointing at a pan that Namjoon had in his hands.
He looked at you with pleading eyes. "Mmm pues, no gracias." You said while grabbing the pan and putting it back down. The women just shrugged her shoulder and left to another prey.
After another hour of walking hand in hand while looking around. Both of you decided to leave. Before leaving Namjoon stopped you. "Hey! We never got breakfast!"
You giggled. "I'll treat you to lunch?" Namjoon hugged you. "Mmm, puesh." He said while copying your saying.
"So, is that a yes? Because I'm starving." You said while pulling back from the hug. He kissed your forehead. "Of course. Let's go eat lunch!" He said excitingly.
You both walked hand in hand leaving the swap-meet.
It's okay. I'm Mexican.
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BTS Mexican oneshots
FanfictionRelatable BTS juan-shots for relatable Mexicans Bts x mexican reader. Ever wonder what It would be like if BTS were dating you, as a normal Mexican woman? Tamales, tacos, and failed attempts at spanish.