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"Namjoon, not to be mean, but you need to work out more."
Namjoon (well, Namjoon in my body) frowns at me. "Sorry I don't have abs crafted by a god like you, hyung. I don't have much time to, but I do work out." He throws a pillow at me, and it hits me in the chest. "Okay," he says from his place on my bedroom floor, "let's go over this one more time."
I take a sip from my water bottle. "Do we have to?"
"Yes. Now, what are you going to do today at the fan signing?"
I answer, "Not make any comments about my face."
"And?"
"And I will not make a single pun or dad joke."
"And?"
"Not play-fight with any other members like always do."
"Especially..."
"...with Jungkook."
He nods in satisfaction. "Good." Shaking his head, he chuckles. "You know, I think this might actually work. If we do everything right, no one will know what's up."
"But...for how long?"
He stares at me for a moment. After sighing gently, he answers truthfully, "I don't know, hyung." After a moment, he breathes in and adds, "But however long, we'll make it through this."
"I guess we just have to get used to it until we do switch back." I look at myself, suddenly very creeped out I was in the younger's body. "How insane is all of this? It's like an Asian version of Freaky Friday."
Namjoon raises an eyebrow. "Freaky what now?"
My jaw goes slack. "You've never watched Freaky Friday?!"
He shakes his head at me. "You know I prefer to read books rather than watch television."
"Nerd."
"Shut up."
"Anyway," I continue, "it's about this mother and daughter who fight a lot and end up cursed by this Chinese woman who makes them switch bodies so that they can understand how tough each other's lives are."
"Are you telling me you think we changed bodies because we need to understand each other better?" He makes a confused look. "That doesn't make sense. We practically live the same life anyway."
I roll my eyes. "I'm just telling you the movie plot. There's no way we were cursed."
"There's also no way we could be in each other's bodies right now."
I think over his comeback. "Touché, Joon."
A knock at the door makes the both of us jump in our spots. "Jin-hyung, Namjoon? Are you two ready yet?" Hoseok asks from the other side of the door.
Namjoon jumps to his feet. Well, technically my feet, but that's besides the point. "Okay, here we go." He looks to me worriedly. "Are you ready, hyung?"
I stand. "Joon, its all going to be okay." I place my hands on his (my) shoulders. Man, I think, I really do have a wide chest. Nice. "Today, you will be my Seokjin-hyung, and I will be your Namjoonie. Got it?"
He nods rapidly, obviously still nervous. "Yes."
I raise my voice, "Coming, Hoseok." Namjoon shoots me a shocked face, and I quickly shout out an awkward, "Hyung!" making the younger face palm.
The dancer opens the door. "Just hurry it up, please. Yoongi is about to fall asleep at any moment, and it'll be one of you two to wake him up." He walks away out of our sight.
I face my dongsaeng. "Let's go, Seokjin." I grab his hang and drag him out to the van.
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The fan signing ended in what I think was a success. A few mistakes may have slipped through, as in I forgot to call the rappers "Hyung", which earned me a few scoldings about honorifics, and Namjoon broke a few things. Jimin was sure to make a comment about how I had gotten Namjoon's destructive powers. Other than that a few other small mishaps, we fooled our band mates and the Army.
Immediately upon arriving home, Namjoon and I hurried to my room. I embrace him. "We did it!"
He hugs me back. "Yeah, it actually wasn't that bad." He releases me. He heads over and plops lazily down on my bed. "And it was fun being you for a day. I got to see what being handsome really feels like."
I drop to the floor, and I frown at his comment. "What are you talking about? You are handsome."
He chuckles. "No, I'm...decent, to say the least."
"Oh my god, I'm horrified!"
He sits up and furrows his eyebrows. "About what?"
"That you don't think you're attractive!"
"I'm not, hyung. Not like you, Mr. Handsome."
I purse my lips together. "First off, it's Worldwide Handsome. Second, I cannot believe you. You are extremely attractive, Namjoon! You own the hearts of so many Armys out there."
His uncertain expression has my chest tightening. He's not...serious, is he? He looks over me, seeing only his own flaws. "I don't see it."
I stand. "You don't see it?" I ask, gesturing to myself. "You're super hot, and you're intelligent and have a great personality."
His eyes widen in surprise. "You really think I'm hot?"
I scoff. "I know you are!" I walk over to stand in front of a mirror. I explain, "Your eyes are the perfect shape, and they have a sparkle to them. Your round face makes you look so different than most people. Your smirk is pretty, but your full smile is stunning." I turn back around to face him. "And don't get me started on how incredibly adorable your dimples are."
His face is a shade of red I didn't know human skin could turn. Shock is written all over his face, nothing else. He says no words, and I'm concerned the only moving is his chest barely when he breathes.
Maybe I should have sounded a little less gay. Too intimidating for him. I rub the back of my neck. "I hate that you have no confidence in your looks when you should. No matter what you look like, you should always be happy about it. It's okay to be just you."
He smiles at the floor. "You know what? I like that."
"Like what?"
" 'It's okay to be you'," he repeats. "I'm putting that in our next song." He gets to his feet and closes the space in between the two of us. "Thank you, hyung."
I smile at him. "I'd do anything for you, Namjoonie. Promise me you'll learn to love yourself more?"
"I promise to try my hardest," he answers. "You'd better promise me the same."
"I already do love myself. Have you seen me lately?" I point to his head. "This new purple hair makes me look exquisite."
He laughs. "I mean on the inside. Truly, in your own heart, every little part of yourself."
"Well, that's going to take a little more time."
Here's your reminder to love and accept yourself as you are. You're perfect. Please never change. Always strive to be better, but never lose sight of who you are. I love all of you!!!
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