A wonderful thing has happened: my school is cancelled due to the weather. It's fantastic because I have absolutely nothing to do. That means YouTube and Netflix all day.
And, since I have the day off, I've decided to update. Please enjoy.
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"NAMJOON-HYUNG!"
"Jimin, knock it off." If he's yelling for Namjoon, why is he bothering me? I pulled the covers over my head. "Go away."
"HYUNG, YOU NEED TO GET UP!" When I wouldn't budge, he launched his smaller body onto mine. He knocked the air out of me, making me wheeze. When I regained a little air back into my lungs, I let out a groan. "Jimin..."
"Hyung, please!" He shook me back and forth. "I'm serious! It's an emergency!"
At that, I sat up. "What's going on?" Did Namjoon start another fire? Did Hoseok find another spider? Are Taehyung and Jungkook fighting over a game, one claiming that the other had cheated in order to win?
"I think Jin-hyung is dead or something!" He reached underneath the covers and pulled on my wrist until I was away from the comfort of the warm bed. "Come on!"
I'm dead? Too tired to care, I allowed myself to be yanked. I was about to ask him what this was all about, but another question arose when I scanned my surroundings. Why was I in Namjoon's room, sleeping in his bed?
Lead down the hall and into my actual room, I froze at the sight of me.
In my bed.
I was staring at my own body laying in my bed.
"What the...?" I was careful not to curse around the maknae line, but I was close to forgetting about that completely. I stepped closer to the bed.
Jimin sat next to the limp body. "See?" He bounced up and down several times. "He won't wake up! Jin-hyung is always the first one awake, and now we're all going to be late!"
I moved towards the bedside. I pulled back the covers. Yep. That's definitely me.
"Jiminie, why don't you go make sure the others are getting ready, okay?" I asked, still staring at myself in disbelief.
Jimin moved to stand on his feet, looking at me confused. "Did you just call me 'Jiminie'? You almost never call me that."
"Just go do as I said," I snapped.
"Jeez...you're starting to sound like Jin." With that, he made his way out of the room.
That's because I am Jin.
I grabbed my phone that rested on the bedside table. I immediately searched for the camera icon and opened it. When my appearance popped onto the screen, I nearly dropped the device.
I was Namjoon. I was in Namjoon's body.
I leaned closer to the body that lay in my bed. "Namjoon?" I tried.
"Just five more minutes, Hyung." The limp body moved itself onto its stomach as it groaned sleepily.
"Namjoon, get up." I crawled onto the bed, straddling him and grabbing his shoulders. I began to shake him. "Namjoon, now!"
"Come on, Jin. We stayed up late last night." With every word he spoke, he drifted closer to a sleeping state. "Please..."
"No! You need to get up." I shook his harder. "Right. Now." I smacked his head, which did it.
"Gah! Alright, alright! You can get off me now."
I did so, allowing him to stand to his feet. His back faced me. I stretched forth my hands as a calming gesture. "Namjoon?"
"I'm up, Jin. I'm awake now." He rubbed sleep from his eyes. "Why was I in your bed?" He started to turn around.
My eyes met his. His gaze looked me over as realization hit him and sleep left him.
"Namjoon, don't freak out."
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
I put my hands on my hips. "Hey, watch your language, Joonie."
Still shocked, he peered at me. "Jin?"
"Yeah, it's me."
His eyes frantically searched as he stared at his own body standing in front of him. His gaze darted down to my body that he was in. He made his hands roam, and I got a little uncomfortable as he did so. I quickly grabbed his wrists when he started to go too far south. "Hey! Cut it out! That's still mine!"
I let go of his hands, which flew up to the hair atop his head. "This is fucking insane."
"Again, watch your language, and yes it is."
"What are we going to do?"
I sighed. "Get through."
He stepped closer, knitting his eyebrows. "What?"
"I understand this is an extremely complicated mess, but we're still celebrities. We're idols with a fully booked schedule that needs to be followed."
"You're telling me that you're suggesting we pretend to be each other and ignore the fact that we are in each other's bodies?"
"Yes?" It came out sounding more like a question than an answer. "I know it won't be the easiest thing and we definitely need to fix this. But we'll have to do this later."
"I want my body back," he complained.
"And I don't? Remember that BTS comes first."
He thought it over. "You're right. But the second we get free time, we are figuring this out and changing back immediately."
"Done. Let's just try to get through today. You're going to have to act like me."
"So, all I have to do is walk around blowing kisses and complimenting my face all day?"
I smacked him upside the head. It was weird not having to hit upwards since I was taller now. "Watch it. If I have your godly powers of destruction, you'd better hope I don't hit you again."
He cracked a smile. Man, I look good. "Sorry. Saw an opportunity and took it. Today shouldn't be too hard." His eyes suddenly widened and his face went blank.
"What? What's wrong?"
"I lied. It is going to be hard."
"Why?
"...I have to pee."
This is going to be a long day.
