BTS Oneshots [Discontinued]

Your Name AU (Part 2)

Kim Namjoon

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Note: Please play the song in the media for more feels. If you want to that is

Italics - you or the characters speaking in Korean.

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(y/f/n) - your full name

(h/c) - hair colour

(e/c) - eye colour

(y/h/s) - your home street

(y/c/n) - your city name

(s/n) - stage name, different from your real name

Night had arrived at the two individuals swapped once more. They continued to do so every night. They started leaving questions for each to answer on their phones when they got back to their own bodies. Leaving even a schedule for each other so it would be easier to pose as each other when they were in different bodies, just so the people around them wouldn't be so suspicious. They shared numbers even, so sometimes, they would text late at night. They learned about each other, about the world they lived in, about the country they lived in. They both were grateful to learn about the world through different eyes. You were amazed by the idol life, the pressure, the work, the stress, but also the love from the fans, the enjoyment of hanging out with band members and the thrill of the audience and standing out on stage. You loved the adrenaline rush you got when you performed, the fun times you've had with Namjoons friends. You were grateful to have this experience, even learning how to speak fluent Korean.

Namjoon was glad to be relieved from the idol life. To live like a normal person. To go to school again and learn new things about your culture, also strengthening his English. He was glad for the peace and quiet but also wanted to help you make a difference in your world. If he could, he would be with you in his own body so you wouldn't feel alone anymore. Namjoon wanted you to get noticed. He wanted you to have friends, to not be alone anymore. It hurts Namjoon when he knew you were alone. There was a competition that allowed students to go overseas to pursue their musical careers. Namjoon knew you had an amazing voice when he heard your covers on your laptop and your excellent sense of writing lyrics. He wanted you to have a better life, and maybe one day, meet you as well. Namjoon, of course, had asked your decision on this, leaving a message for you on your phone. You were unsure, leaving Namjoon to act himself.

Namjoon wakes up again, in the familiar blossom aired room, smiling softly as the wind blew your lace curtains. Today was the day of the competition and Namjoon knew the perfect song to sing for today. He quickly got ready, swinging the bag on his back and carrying the books he needed for the day, he runs out of the house and towards the school. Namjoon slows down to a walk, smiling at the scenery before him. He loved the spring season in your country, the warm sun and the bustling streets filled with people. Namjoon arrived at the school, waving to some students who greeted him a good morning. Namjoon had helped you gain some friends, not close one's per se, but some acquaintances. He was glad at least, it was a start. Heading to your locker, he entered the code and opened it, placing your bag and the rest of the books, leaving the ones you needed for the first two classes in his arms. He takes out the flyer for the competition and checks the time. It was after school hours. That was fine with him. Putting the flier back, he headed to homeroom.