Relatable 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.
It was a cool spring day. You and your boyfriend jin were sitting on the couch watching a Disney movie. He wrapped his arms around your waist in a loving matter, resting his chin on top of your head. You smiled softly at your loving boyfriend. How did you get so lucky?
"Amor." You said, earning a hum in response."I'm kinda snack-ish, and been moody for a concha lately. I'm heading over to the panaderia." You said getting out of the comfortable position you previously were in.
Jin eyed you curiously."What's a concha?" He asked in a cute tone."It's pan dulce" you answered as you slipped on your chancletas on.
"Ill go with you." He said as he rose from the couch."Ive been wanting to go to a bakery."
"We're not going to a bakery." You stated as you fixed your hair."We're going to a panaderia."
"But you said we're getting sweet bread? And you get sweet bread at a bakery?"
"Noooooope." You said as you faced him, noticing his utterly confused look on his handsome face."I said we're getting pan dulce. Not sweet bread." You said in an as-a-matter-of-factly tone.
Jin scrunched his face in confusion. He knew for a fact pan in English was bread and dulce was candy or sweet. Sweet bread. Pan dulce. So what's the difference?!!
You continued as you grabbed your car keys from the coffee table."In a bakery you get danishes and scones and what not. In a panaderia, you get conchas, polvorones, mantecadas. Basically sweet bread to the 10th power."
Jin still didn't understand but he shrugged and sighed loudly in defeat "Panaderia. Bakery. Whatever let's just go." He said as he walked out of the door with you in tow.
Soon after a 10-minute drive you two end up in front of a building with the name 'Panaderia de ana' with the words 'panaderia' in green,'de' in white, and 'ana' in red, decorated along with some roses. On the windows were posters of all kind of pan dulce and specials going on.
"Tamales 4 por un dolar!"
"Champurado!"
"Todo el pan por 50 centavos!"
The two entered the panaderia, instantly being greeted by an old lady who worked there."Buenas tardes." She said with a smile."Buenas tardes." You returned the greeting, as you grabbed a red tray and a pair of tongs from the entrance and started looking around.
Jin eyed each of the glass cabinets filled with all kinds of pan dulce. While jin was doing what he was doing you started piling up all kinds of pan dulce onto the tray.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
You walked towards the counter where the old lady was waiting to help with the purchase.
"Es todo?" She asked as she started counting the bread and placing them into a brown bag.
"Eso y una docena de tamales porfavor." You said as you fished out your wallet from your pocket. "And champurrado please" You heard your boyfriend whisper. You rolled your eyes and told the lady that you also wanted two cups of champurrado. The lady quickly got the tamales and the cups of champurrado and handed you your two bags of pan dulce.
You handed her the amount of money and handed the bag of tamales and pan dulce to jin while you held the hot cups of champurrado.
Quickly making your way home, trying not to make a mess, you arrived home and make your way into the kitchen, placing down the champurrado and jin with the bag of tamales and pan dulce.
Grabbing two plates, you served yourself and jin a tamale and a concha. Smiling at your handsome boyfriend you told him to sit down at the table to eat. Jin eyed the plate. Yes, he had tamales, and they were delicious by the way, But he was kinda unsure about the concha. What was it that made it so much different from sweet bread? Food being food, jin decided to man it out, and take a bite out of the concha. His eyes were wide. Pan dulce is 100 times better than regular sweet bread. The concha was flaky and good. It wasn't dry from inside, and the sweetness from the top pulled it all together. He loved it. Gulping down the concha like a little child you watched him with an amused look as you bit into your own concha."ay este hombre"
