BTS Mexican oneshots

Jin x Reader; Chancla

(Oh look I actually did an update

-Admin Mars or whatever they called me)

Side Note: I'm one of the whitest Mexicans you'll ever know so sorry if it's bad *bows* also sorry if I misspell something or offend anyone)

High school Flashbacks yaaay....

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Jin jumped as he heard the click of high heels on tile. He began to sweat nervously as he willed the chicken to thaw faster. (Y/N) was home and he forgot to put said chicken out.

"Amor, I'm home~!" (Y/N) sang as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek.

"Oh hi (Y/N)...." He looked away 'innocently' after kissing her back.

She frowned at him in confusion. "Amor? What's wrong?"

Jin quickly dispatched himself from her grasp. "We'reoutoffrijolesgottagogetsomebyeloveyou."

"But I just got some yesterd-" It was too late at that point, he was already out the door at that point.

"I wonder why he was in such a hur-" (Y/N) stopped abruptly as she turned around to see the chicken put in a large bowl of hot water, still thawing.

There was a moment of silence within the neighborhood before everyone heard the loud yell of. "KIM SEOK-JIN ven por aca!"

(Meanwhile with Mr. Worldwide Handsome)

"So you forgot to put the chicken out to thaw when she asked you too?" Namjoon repeated slowly.

Jin nodded slowly. "I've never been more terrified in my life."

(Side note to ruin the mode sort of: I have a vanilla candle lit in my room and it smells a m a z i n g. Yall got any candle scents you particularly like?)

He tilted his head in confusion. "I don't see why-"

There was a thud behind them as Suga dropped his neck pillow. "She had chanclas on didn't she?"

Jin nodded grimly as they thought back to when they first saw her pull out a chancla during their freshmen year-well her sophomore year.

(War Flashbacks-I Mean High-school Flashbacks)

'A la madre' (Y/N) cursed within her mind. 'Maybe I'll just be a stripper just like mi prima, I miss a couple tests and suddenly I have to do an entire year again. How does one even fail Math 1?"

(*co

The teacher droned on and on as she explained equations that (Y/N) already knew, she was ready to just take a nap when she heard harsh whispers between the two freshmen on each side of her.

"You wanna go man?" One growled.

"You won't do it, you're too afraid." The other sneered.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as they continued to exchange insults. 'Oh boy here we go with the empty threats between these two idiots.'

Elsewhere, two other male freshmen looked at the scenes with concerned looks. Their names were Min Yoongi and Kim Seokjin, Jin motioned to a very irritated looking (Y/N). "Do you think we should help her, it seems like it's gonna get bad soon."

Yoongi nodded and as they began to get up from their seats but were interrupted when one of the two arguing students aimed a punch at the other. (Y/N) clicked her tongue as she sank back in her seat to avoid being hit. She sighed as she escaped via going under the desk in front of her.

'they'll get pulled away by the teacher sooner or later, just as long as nobody touches or knocks over my phone or rips my papers then we won't have any murders.' (Y/N) thought.

And that was when it happened-one of the two "brawlers" knocked against her desk, simultaneously knocking her phone off and ripping her homework. There was still silence as she reached down and slipped her chancla off of her feet.

She approached them with a sadistic smile as she put a hand on her hip. They gave her an irritated look but it quickly melted into one of pure horror as they saw the item in her hands. "So which one of you cabrónes wants to die first?"

Legend says that she kicked their asses so badly that they couldn't walk for an entire week. She still got in trouble though- in the end at least her phone was okay.

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"And that's how it went," Jin finished.

Suga nodded grimly as he gave his friend's back a pat. "Goodbye, good friend."

Jin sighed as he stood up. "Time to go get tamales and hope for the best."

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"Amore," He announced cautiously as he turned on the lights to the bedroom. "I'm home."

"I know." He let out a small shriek as the bedroom lit up, revealing (Y/N) wearing her reading glasses that she usually wore at night, staring at him from the bed, hands tucked neatly on the cobija.

(Rip Seokjin December 3rd 1992-Whenever Date this is read)

Remember kids, always thaw the pollo when your ma tells you to

Its ok, I'm Mexican.