BTS Imagines 3

BTS ♡ Greek gods AU [request]

Requested by @luviietaehyung
BTS X READER

I'm making BTS the same gods/titan gods I matched them with in "BTS as Greek gods" in book 2. Pease, no one try and correct me. This is all written the way I want it to be, plus I did do a little research while writing. It's also a fictional imagine that's not fully based on facts, so please just enjoy the imagine ✨

I squeezed my eyes shut, my whole body aching as I came to. I don't even remember passing out.
"Oh no. She's moving." I heard someone say.
"What do we do?"
A small groan left my mouth as I brought my hand up to my head.
"Help her." Someone demanded.
"You're the oldest. You help her."
Whoever it was let out a sigh. "I have to do everything around here, don't I?"

I finally decided to open my eyes and see what the heck was going on. I was very surprised to see seven very attractive men leaned over me. I let out a gasp and sat up, the seven men taking a step back. I looked around, noticing that I was not on where I was a minute ago. There were stunning structures with large pillars situated around me, the streets paved with some sort of stone.
"Where am I?" I asked, taking notice of the strange clothes the men wore. Each of them had on extremely luxurious suits with capes of some sort attached to them. Besides that one similarity, each outfit was completely different.
"Am I in Europe?" I questioned aloud.
"Yeah. Europe here where you shouldn't be." Stated one of the men, it sounded like the one who was complaining a minute ago.
"Way to make a first impression, Jin." Muttered a man with fluffy, dark brown hair that looked like he was sculpted by gods.
Come to think of it, it wasn't just the one guy. All of them looked like they were sculpted by gods. Is it possible for all of them to be so attractive?
"This isn't Europe." Answered a tan skinned man with blonde hair that was pushed out of his face, showing off his sharp brows.
"How did you get here?" Asked a pale man with half and half hair. One side black, the other white.
"I... don't know." I answered hesitantly, my voice fading out as I attempted to recall the events leading up to this. "I was in a store and went to the dressing room, then I woke up here." I answered truthfully.
"We need to get her inside somewhere." A man with red hair whispered.
"Who are you guys?" I asked them, causing the group to look at me.
"We don't have time for that right now." Answered the tanned blonde. "We need to get you somewhere away from the public eye."
"And find you some different clothes." A guy with silver hair added. "The ones you have on stand out too much."
"What's wrong with what I have on?" I asked, glancing down at my graphic tee and jeans.
"Come on." A dark haired guy extended his hand, raven tendrils falling into his face.
I took hold of his hand as he helped me up, the buff blonde directing all seven of them to stand around me.
"Alright. Let's go." He instructed.
Slowly, the whole group shuffled forward. I walked with them, peering over their shoulders as we inched our way down the streets. I caught glimpses of the ancient-looking structures lining the stone streets. Some buildings had banners or signs advertising shops or restaurants.
I could see a few people who had stopped to stare at the scene in front of them.
"Hey. Mind your own business." The red head spoke sternly to the onlookers, causing them to turn away immediately.

The group headed into a fancy structure where they finally dispersed, giving me space. They all stood, staring at me.
"Do you have anything she can wear?" The one named Jin asked a shorter, silver haired man.
"Of course I do." The latter smirked pridefully. "I'll be right back."
"Make sure it's something comfortable." He called out just before the other left the room.
I turned towards the six men who gave me curious stares.
"I never got an answer to my question. Where am I?" I spoke up, looking around at the group.
The blonde who seemed to be the one in charge let out a sigh. "You're in Olympus."
"Olympus?" I repeated in disbelief. "No way."
"Yes way." The silver haired male showed up out of nowhere with a garment tossed over his arm. "Go put this on."
"Where?" I questioned, looking around the room.
"There's a bathroom down that hallway. Second door on the left." He motioned for me to get a move on.
I slowly headed
over and started changing. The garment he gave me was a beige colored pair of sweatpants and a cream colored sweatshirt. It looked like one of those high-end fashion tracksuits. It's much nicer than anything I've ever owned, even for loungewear. I put on the outfit, seeing that it fit quite comfortably.
While in the bathroom, I grabbed my bag and sifted through it, pulling out my phone. The screen didn't come on like it normally would. Even pressing the home and power button didn't work.
"What?" I muttered.
My phone was on 78% when I was in the store and now it's not working? I sighed, dropping it back into my bag.
I wasn't sure what to do with my old clothes, so I just folded them and carried them out with me.
"What do I do with these?" I asked, holding up my old clothes.
"I'll take care of it." The red haired guy reached out and took my clothes from me.
I watched as they disintegrated in his hands almost immediately.
"What'd you do that for?" I exclaimed.
"You won't need them."
"He's right." The guy with long hair stated.
I let out a sigh. I didn't have time to mourn the loss of my precious clothes. I was more concerned with how I got to this place.