Sort it out!!

You are a genius minsuga. A genius.

I took the girl's cell phone and made a call to my number.

"The number you are dialing does not exist anymore. The number you are dialing does not exist anymore" a robotic voice repeated again and again and again. And no min yoongi is not dumb yes he can understand what the stupid phone was telling him right suga?

"WTH?"

Wait, try to remember to what you did yesterday?

Flashback lol:

(a/n: you dead yoongi. You are in deep water. You'll understand hehe)

"Kreeeeeeeeee" (mansion doorbell ringtone)

"Stooooooob"

"Kreeeeeeeeee"

"Let me sleep or I'll dump you"

"Kreeeeeeeeee"

"That's it. iPhone or not. Down the toilet you go."

Back to present:

"WTH min yoongi? Did you drown your cellphone dumbhead? Aaaargh." Shit I flushed it down the toilet? I must be a total idiot.. it was an iPhone X dumbhead. How could you??????? (Insert dramatic noises)

Meanwhile in BTS's dorm:

Agent's pov:

"No no no no no" "Why did this happen?"  I did not wish for it literally God!.

I suddenly felt the urge to strangle someone which is totally not strange according to me. I wanted to touch the cold black sleek surface of my loyal gun which never failed me. One shot and out.

Yes I'm a monster. I'm the killing machine they made. The emotionless freak. The regretless freak. But right now, I'm freaking out pretty much!! I can call someone and tell them, but who the hell would believe me? The last thing anyone in the agency would believe is a fairytale story..

This means that the guy, the owner of this body is in my body? Holy... Don't let him be a pervert please?

"Snap out of it Suga hyung! You're just getting back at us for the birthday prank yesterday right?"

"Can you please speak in English?"

I swear if I have to repeat 'talk in English' to this dumbo one more time..

"Min fucking YOONGI! You're scaring Jimin with your far-fetched fairy tale of being some girl named Olivia Harper? Hardy? HARDES? Something.. whatever!. This isn't a story suga! For everyone to just believe you. This is real life. Your aren't fooling anyone with you sorry excuse of a prank! Now pick your sorry ass up and get ready for the rehearsal for the concert in the evening. We're already running late!"

Seriously? What's wrong with him? If he doesn't know English,he should just let the tall guy speak instead of yelling at me! The dorito shaped.. humph.

"Can you PLEASE talk in English?" I said, this time putting more stress on the please.

"Suga hyung!" "Stop!"

Someone yelled stop in English..

"Can you guys please talk in English?" I kept repeating..in hope that someone would start talking in English for God's sake..

"Or French? Or Mandarin? Or Spanish? Or ASL? Or Hindi? Or German? Or Russian? Why do you insist on speaking in one of the very few languages I DON'T know?"

"As much as I wanna believe you, practically this is not possible." The English speaking tall guy told me.

"I'm sorry to break this to you boy,but it just happened."

"What kinda proof do you want?"

"What did he ask?"

"He asked what kinda proof we want.."

"Look Joon, I'll prove if this is suga or not right now. Just see don't interfere"

I waited until the dorito and the tall guy finished their conversation. Suddenly, the dorito started to speak in a heavily accented English. But hey who's complaining?

"Hey you! Tell me the answer to this! How do cows laugh?" The dorito asked me.. wait.. how cows laugh? I must've heard it wrong.. his accent is so strong.

"What?"

"You heard me! Tell me how cows laugh!"

"I dunno.. they laugh?"

"Moohahaha"

I maintained a straight face. It's not like I could laugh even if I wanted to.. cause that was the dumbest of the dumbest jokes I've ever heard. Heck no! I haven't heard a joke in like years but I promise jokes weren't these dumb. Why is he laughing like an idiot though? It sounds like someone is dying or a windshield wiper, or a glass being wiped.. plus his handsome face doesn't go well with his dumb dad joke..

"Look! I told you it's Suga!! Who else can maintain such a straight face with this joke?"

"Hyung! Sorry to break this to you.. but this is the dumbest jokes I've heard in centuries." Said jungkook.

"How dare you! You little.. little baby!! Where is my wooden spoon at!!"

"Stop it!" Namjoon shouted. "There's a bigger problem going on in here.. I'm starting to believe this."

"Really?"

"But hyung.."

"No buts jimin.. this can't be Suga hyung!"

"Yeah hyung. This can't be Suga hyung.. I mean why would he take all this effort just for a prank? There isn't even a hidden camera.. if I was Suga hyung, I wouldn't do this.. I would try to find some more time to sleep or ways to turn into a stone." "You know how Suga hyung is.."

I just stood there awkwardly while they were having a quite long conversation of which I  couldn't understand a word of. Finally the tall guy decided to speak.

"Look.. Miss. Hardens,.."

"Olivia. Call me Olivia."

"Ok look Olivia. I partly believe you.. but the thing is, we've got a concert today evening and the rehearsals are like 15 minutes from now. And I've got no idea how to turn you back. And we can't tell anyone else coz they probably wouldn't believe us. So you have to act like suga. You probably know his rap lines right?"

"I'm sorry but what lines?"

I swear I heard six distinct 'whats'.

"You don't know suga?"

"Aah I know"

"We thought so.."

"It's the guy who's body I'm in right?"

"Oh God.. don't you know him as an idol? Don't you know us?"

"Um.. am I supposed to?"

"You don't know BTS?" Asked the dorito.

"Um.. no?"

Six distinct gasps. With a guy almost faking death.. the first guy stepped forward and shook my shoulders.. "BTS-Bangtan Sonyeondan- the world famous bandeu"

"Oh the one this guy is a rapper in? You guys are a group?"

Again.. six distinct gasps.

Don't be so darn overdramatic guys.. I thought.

"You don't know worldwide handsome?"

"Worldwide handsome what?"

Six distinct gasps. Guys.. not again.. this time one of them also fell down.. I think it's the dorito..

"This is totally messed up. We can't let ARMY find out.."

"ARMY? As in the military?"

Six gasps again.. I swear these guys are straight off of a Broadway play.

"Our fans! Our life! Our family! The reason we're here."

"Ok? No offense but can you explain since I don't know?"

"No time. We'll explain on the way.. get ready. Wear anything you want.. you should learn some things today.. can u dance at least?"

"No.. but I can pick up easily. But my expertise is in handling criminals and guns and gore and blood and (shit didn't I just.. oh no) and... And.. action on television.. I mean.."

(Nice save. Smooth bish).

"Whatever. Get ready."

And he was gone.. everyone moved out of the room. But I called the last one by tapping on his shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Hey look, since I'm a guy now... I mean.... Um... I dunno.."

"You will find... Cloth.... In that cupboardeu.. go bath. But don't lookeu. I will say.. to bro."

His English is awesome!! Wow. *Sarcasm intended of course. Anyway something is better than nothing.

"Wait, you a girl!! Aaaaaaaaaaah!!

You touch me!!! Aaaaaaaaaaah..

Cooties cooties girl cooties..!!

And he ran away. "Wait.. cooties? How old is the guy?"

I stood there wondering..

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Sry guys.. for the short chapter.. this chapter will have a part two.. and I'll publish it soon.. sorry again..

Love y'all

Purple you!!💜💜💜💜💜

Bye!!