Somehow, they jumped dimensions. And in a similar uncanny fashion, they need to find a way back home(and hopefully not fuck everything up in the process). Or where Jeongguk trips over everything. Taehyung spends outrageous amounts of money. Jimin just wants a break. Namjoon can't rap to save himself. Hoseok knows magic tricks. Yoongi wants to disappear(and possibly kill everyone), and Seokjin wished for some soju. The manager, Nari, thinks all seven of them are full of shit. ______________ "So let me get this straight- you're not 'BTS', you're from another dimension?" Nari questioned, completely frazzled. All sense of dignity had left her as they watched her like she just commented on the weather. "Yup," not-Hoseok said dryly. "And you don't know how you got here?" "Not a clue." not-Taehyung quipped, looking a little too excited for her liking. "And you have no way to get back?" "Hit the nail on the head there, bucko." "Fuck me in the ass." She moaned(ignoring the bright blush that crawled up not-Jimin's face), massaging her temples. Since when did her pathetic life get so complicated.