I Am Jungkook Now || JJK ff

5: Texting My Bias

Rachel's POV

"Wow. You said you hated BTS. But then......how on earth are you able to do all of our choreography?" Namjoon smirked while sitting down and looking at me who just finished a song.

"Okay I admit it. I was lying. I've been an Army since 2015 and now I feel totally weird telling that to you." I sat beside him. Yup I'm handling the shock pretty well now. It's totally normal to have a seat beside The Kim Namjoon.

"Lol it's okay you don't have to feel weird though. You don't know how many fans are the weirdest of the weird." He shook his head while smiling.

"Did you just indirectly call me weird?" I pouted.

"Ohmygosh nooooooooo......what I meant to say is, Our Army is the greatest gift to us but sometimes, they're not as they seem. You know about sasaengs right? I'm talking about them. You are the neutral type of Army. Also a cute one at that. Even though I've never seen your real self." He giggled as I was trying my best not to turn into a tomato.

"That's sweet. Now you really made my heart flutter. Aigoo my heart is red." I spoke in a silly way as we both burst into laughter.

"Red!? Wait Jin hyung said that before!!" He continued to laugh as I nodded.

"What are guys doinggg?" A voice spoke as someone enter the room. Jung Hoseok. Perfect timing for my nervousness to grow.

"Just don't talk." Namjoon whispered before standing up and walking to him.

I instead, took my 'now owned' phone and went to Instagram only to find someone's dead account. Ok whut.

When I tapped on the home screen, it turns out that the dead account was actually mine. Which means.....ALL THE BTS MEMBERS HAVE THEIR OWN PERSONAL ACCOUNT. AND NO ONE KNEW!? WTF.....

So this is how they check their Instagram.....and PD-nim probably handles their main account. Gosh this is so cool.

Anyway I decided to search for my actual account because that's the only way I can 'dm' myself to let Jungkook know that I'm here. He probably must be tired of handling all the bullshit I usually handle.

Me: Hey Jungkook-ssi! It's me Rachel. How are you doing? I don't know how all of this mess happened really. So I think we have to meet as soon as possible. Being me, a teenage girl, must be difficult right? Gosh it's so embarrassing. T~T

Yep. I wrote all of that in Korean using Google translate. Thank you Google.

I hope he replied soon. Also, you must be thinking how I managed to text my ultimate bias so easily? Little did he know I was a nervous wreck while typing all of that. My hands were literally shivering lol. I typed the whole shit and deleted it 548 times, I think.

"Jungkook-ah!" I heard Hobi's voice as I looked up.

"Whom are you chatting with? Your lover? You know you don't have time for crushes now-"

"I was going through Instagram." I somehow replied as I cut him off.

"Oh. But then you never touch the Instagram icon anyway. Why today suddenly you-"

"I just wanted to." I replied again while cutting him off. Lol this is fun.

"Ok you're acting weird agai-"

"I don't know why okay?" I cut him off for the third time as he glared at me while tilting his head.

"Ok guys I'm alive too." Namjoon spoke while coming in between.