Born Singer || Namjoon X Reader

(4)

I awoke to the sound of screaming coming from the other room. Why is he screaming isn't he supposed to be a man? He shouldn't be freaked out. But why did his scream sound so high pitched? I run quickly to where all the noise is coming from. My heart drops to the ground as I see myself looking back at me. How is this possible, I slowly looked down. This isn't me, this must be some sort of dream. I walk over to myself, as I furrowed my brows. Harmony must be out, thank god.

"I must be crazy, right?" my voice was deep and seductive.

"No this is all too real," she replied with a shaky voice.

I looked down at my hands. they were long and slim. I had no feminine curves, but instead I had a tall, lanky stature. I looked back over at her.

"Namjoon?" I said very confused.

"Yes?" the girl replied," Y/N?"

"Yes," I sighed in frustration how could this happen to us.

I looked around the room for a mirror, I hope I'm not him, but who else could I be. How does one prepare themselves for this, not like this is normal but still. I closed my eyes tightly as I saw the inevitable. I was him, I slightly started panicking, my arms began to tremble. What about his career I couldn't possibly pass for him.

"Y/N calm down everything will be okay," a gentle voice said.

"What do you mean I am calm," I replied slightly calming down.

"You're shaking."

I suppose I am but how could I not, I mean this is not the worst thing that could happen, wait no this is the worst thing that could happen. Ugh, why did this happen to us, we didn't even do anything that could possibly make this happen. I sighed softly as the shaking stopped.

"Y/N I cannot send you to them, they would know instantly."

"And you cant go to university," I replied rubbing my shoulder.

"Aish, so our lives are screwed."

"Yea," I shivered slightly," aish why are you so cold?"

"I don't know go put on a jacket or something I know you have one of mine, just put that on."

"Why cant I just wear the shirt you wore over here yesterday?"

"Well for one I am wearing it right now, I don't think you would want me to see your top half naked, and you look cute in it!"

"Aish, hush." I looked over at her," Where even is that jacket anyways?"

"I don't know you're the one who had it."

"Aish come with me," I said as he, she I don't know grabbed my nipple," HEY STOP THAT, AND WHY ARE YOUR NIPPLES SO SENSITIVE?!"

"Don't ask that, because I don't even know why."

"Fair enough," I shrugged, as I left the room.

I searched through my room to see if I could find it, but it wasn't in here so I decided instead to just grab one of mine to wear. He, she, ugh I still do not know, looks at me very concerned.

"What?" I asked very confused.

"You cannot wear that," she replied.

"Why not it is very comfortable," I replied pouting.

"Yah, don't use my face to pout in such a way, and because it doesn't even fit, your lower half is hanging out." she scoffed.

"Aish fine, fine. Give me that shirt then," I said angrily.