Magical Transformation (KTH x Y/N)

Chapter-7 (Truth Reveal)

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Y/n's POV

CHOPSTICKS!

No, I can't eat with them. I don't even know how the heck people eat with chopsticks. I am Indian, and I eat my food with my hands, spoons, or forks.

It has only been a few hours since I arrived, but problems are cropping up as if they were waiting for me.

I sighed, frustrated about what to do now. Jungkook noticed it. "What happened, hyung?" he asked. "Umm, nothing. Can you tell me where the spoons and forks are?" I asked them. They looked confused, and Jin furrowed his eyebrows. Of course, why wouldn't they? They think that I'm Taehyung and already know everything about this house.

"It's in the kitchen," Namjoon said. I smiled and then asked...

"Where is the kitchen?" They all were confused at my question. Namjoon pointed to his right side. "There," he said, and I laughed, pretending that I was joking. They laughed too.

"I knew you were joking, Taehyung," Namjoon said. I nodded, smiling internally that they didn't have any doubts about me. I went to the kitchen to bring spoons and forks. After breakfast, they all went to the bathroom to take a shower, except me.

I can't take a shower. I mean, how can I see Taehyung's body without his consent? No, no, no. Even though he is my ultimate bias, and I love him, it doesn't mean that I will do something with his body without his consent. I just washed my face and sprayed a little deodorant on my shirt.

"Why did you apply so much deodorant, hyung?" Jungkook asked. I know Jungkook is sensitive to smells, but I can't do anything.

"Come down, Jungkook. I have something to confess to all of you," I said and went down. I sat on the sofa and took a deep breath.

"Everyone, I have a confession to make," I said loudly. Everyone nodded. Jungkook also came down, and they all sat in front of me, waiting for me to start speaking. I sighed, taking a deep breath. This is going to be hard for sure.

"What is it, Taehyung-ah?" Namjoon asked me in Korean. "Can you speak in English, please?" I requested. He furrowed his eyebrows but eventually nodded without asking further questions. Maybe he thought that I'm still into that challenge.

"What is it, Taehyung?" Namjoon Oppa asked me in English. I sighed, looking down. Although I was not at fault, I felt like I made a mistake.

"Don't call me Taehyung," I said, looking at everyone. "WHY?" Namjoon asked me.

I sighed again. "Because..." I took a deep breath. "I'm not Taehyung," I said. Everyone gasped for a while, but soon they started laughing. Jin was unable to control his laughter. I was confused. "Why are you all laughing?" I asked them.

"When will you stop joking around?" Namjoon said. That's it. I knew they are not going to believe me. Who will believe it? If someone said something like that to me, even I wouldn't believe.

"I mean it. I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth. I'm not Taehyung, but Y/n," I said. "Y/n??" Namjoon asked. "Yeah, Y/n, that's me," I said. All turned serious. "Who are you then?" Namjoon asked me.

"I said before, I'm Y/n. I live in India, and I'm actually a girl. I think it's my fault in this. But I swear I did not do it intentionally. Before sleeping, I thought of becoming Taehyung. That was such a stupid thought, but I never thought that I would really become him. I'm so sorry," I started rambling because I didn't know how to confess it. They all were still processing my words.

Everyone was shocked by my sudden confession. They looked at each other. By the looks of them, I could say that some of them did not even buy my words, and I did expect such a reaction.

"But don't you think it is hard to believe that you are not our Tae?" Namjoon said. I chuckled. "Of course, who is going to believe me? That is why I'm going to show you the proof," I said. "See, Taehyung, now stop your jokes. You're now joking around too much," Namjoon Oppa added as I sighed heavily.

"First of all, I don't know Korean. That is why I asked Jungkook to speak in English with me. Secondly, I was behaving weird. Thirdly, I can speak in Hindi," I said. I think they still were not buying my words.

"नमस्ते, मेरा नाम वाई/एन है।" (Hello, my name is Y/n) I said to them. They were shocked, finally trying to believe me. "Okay, if you are Y/n, then where is our Tae?" Namjoon asked.

"He is in India, in my house," I said.

"INDIA?" everyone said together. I nodded. "Then what should we do?" Namjoon asked me. I sighed.

"We have to bring him back," I said to him. "But how?" Jungkook asked. I smiled.

"I have a plan," I said and started explaining our plan as they all looked at each other before nodding.

I asked for one of their phones, and Namjoon Oppa gave me his phone. I dialed my dad's number and called him, informing him of our arrival. The plan needs to be executed now.

To Be Continued