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taehyung pov
Taehyung motioned for Jungkook to sit across him on his wide, luxurious bed, surprised at Jungkook's unusual compliance. So this is what it's like to be an attractive female, huh.
The sunlight beamed through the white blinds of Taehyung's room, spreading a warm glow on Jungkook's sculpted face. Without a single word from Taehyung ever since Jungkook entered his room, they stared at each other in an odd way, as if it were a silent argument.
A sudden idea made its way into Taehyung's mind, and he smirks at the mere thought of it. Taehyung began to lean in, moving her head closer to Jungkook. Obviously startled, Jungkook sits frozen, from confusion... and mild excitement? Eventually her foreheads rests against his.
Now staring directly in Jungkook's wide hazel eyes, Taehyung coyly batted his eyelashes, his cheeks flushing as he thought about what he was about to say to Jungkook.
"Hey, kiss me."
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jungkook pov
Jungkook pursed his lips, and firmly got hold of Taehyung's shoulders, gently pulling himself away from her. A heavy silence settled over them, building an uneasy tension between them.
"Where's Taehyung? And who are you?"
"Doesn't matter. Why won't you kiss me? I'm pretty, right?"
Jungkook furrows his eyebrows at the girl. What the actual fuck is going on?
"I don't just go around kissing people I find attractive. Where's Taehyung? We were supposed to be working on our Geography project today."
"Oh my God, so you do find me attractive! And did you say Jeon-graphy? Yes, of course we could do that!" The brunette smirked, before erupting into a fit of high-pitched giggles.
Jungkook couldn't deny how much this girl reminded him of Taehyung. And not just physically. Her laughter, her bold remarks, everything. Only if this were actually Taehyung, he would've already slapped the fuck out of him.
Jungkook, obviously irritated at the girl's annoying laughter, stood up and hastily walked towards the door to leave. Maybe Taehyung does have a twin, after all, he thought.
"Check your phone, jung-koo-kie." She managed to say right before he was about to turn the doorknob. Startled, he turned towards her, who was smiling mischievously on Taehyung's bed. Jungkook whipped out his phone. No new notifications.
"What am I supposed to be checking?"
"I don't know, maybe you forgot what I texted you about how I woke up with boobs and a vagina? Sound familiar?"
Jungkook immediately opens up his last chat with Taehyung.
No, it can't be... Taehyung's.....a....
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taehyung pov
Jungkook's confused reaction was priceless, and hilarious.
"Nice to meet you. My name's Kim Taehyung, only prettier."
"What the fuck?"
Jungkook caught him off guard when he quickly walked over and grabbed tufts of Taehyung's luscious long locks, attempting to pull them out of his scalp.
"IT'S A WIG, ISN'T IT?
"nOOoooo, my haaaairr! It hurts!! JEON JUNGKOOK!" he whined in pain, hitting Jungkook's lean arms repeatedly.
"I don't understand this."
"Me neither"
"So. You're really Taehyung?"
Taehyung stood up, extending his arm to a puzzled Jungkook. Taehyung grabs his palm.
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jungkook pov
"Taekook handshake."
And with that, their hands automatically moved in sync with each others'. Growing up together, it was the one thing that was equivalent to a ritual they both shared. A stupid handshake that no one else knew. No random girl would've memorised their complex and dumb hand gestures. So... this girl really is Taehyung?
"Dude, this is so gay. And fucking weird."
"How do you think I feel, shithead?"
"So... you're really a girl."
"Yes. Yes I am."
"But how the fuck did that even happen?"
"Jeon Jungkook. I turned into a girl overnight. Not Jesus. How the fuck would I know how this happened?" Taehyung frowned, pouting.
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