The beep sound of unlocking the car echoed the almost emptied parking garage.

Humming a song while spinning the car key with his forefinger as he walked towards the car, and with a sip of his drink— strawberry juice— his favorite obviously, Taehyung got onto his car, followed by a long sigh as if it can help letting out his tiring day at work off his chest. Surprisingly, it sure did help though he doesn't know if it was the long sigh that helped or his fresh strawberry juice.

After clicking the shuffle button to play the songs from his "favourite-drive-playlist", he drove down the road that lead him back to his apartment, vibing and singing along the songs.

The gentle evening breeze, the rythm of the music, the bright lights from the buildings by the roadside that lightened up one by one as the sky turned darker— a perfect set to enjoy for a moment after a long day— until the music was stopped by a call.

He groaned at the interruption only to end up smiling soon after his eyes fell on the name popping on the screen.

But the drink cup that occupied his other hand had to slip just when he was about to keep it on the holder and fell down pouring out his drink all over his car floor mats and some on his pants and seat.

He let out another groan of frustration as his hand open the glove box where he believed he usually keep tissues only for it to be found empty.

No tissues, no drinks, stain on pants, and now the call from his girlfriend missed before he could answer.

But with a long sigh, he unbuckled the seatbelt to bent down, eyes on the road, one hand on the steering wheel while the other rummage around, at least he wanted to pick up the cup that's been rolling over near his feet before calling her back.

It was just a fraction of second his eyes left the road to look down when his hand couldn't find the cup, just a fraction of second and he was shown of how things can go wrong in just a fraction of second;

He steered the wheel as fast as he could to turn the car to the other side so he wouldn't hit the cat running to pass the road. But before he could celebrate about the cat being saved, his eyes met with a pair of frightened and terrified eyes of a woman right in front of him.

The road which was once clear and silent a second ago filled with the noise of loud screeching sound when the wheels frictioned with road. He sure did put his all to pull the break, he sure did.

But the loud crashing noise was the last thing he heard before his eyes blurred and everything turned black.

"Am I dead? Or am I still alive? What just happened? Why can't I move my body? As if something is dragging me down to the depth of ocean... I can't breathe. What's happening to me? Am I dying? No. I can't die... just not yet. I need to get out of this... I need to—"

And a loud gasp escaped as he sprung himself up, drenched in sweat, on a bed.

Was it a nightmare? It must be, because he wouldn't be just alright and be able to sit like this after what he just experienced.

"Am I alive then? Oh, thank god! I thought I was going to die."

He let out a long relieved sigh as he let himself fall back to the bed again. He was so happy to think he was alive that it took him a few seconds to realize something odd.

Why did his voice sound like a female's voice?

That's when he realized he was in an unfamiliar room.

"Wait, where am I? This is not my roo–" he gasped again covering his mouth with his hand.

It's real. He's really speaking in female's voice. What's happening?

Then he noticed his hands, arms and legs had become smaller and thinner like that of a woman's, his hair was long enough to reach till his midback.

He gasped again at the sudden change in his body, jumped down from the bed to rush towards the mirror beside the bed only for him to freak out when he saw the reflection of himself.

He... he's a woman now. Or... no, he's in a woman who has the same face as him now.

He stared at the mirror, breathing heavily as if something struck his throat that won't let him grasp oxygen to breathe normally while his limbs moved a step back from the mirror, then another, then another till he could feel the edge of the bed on his legs.

He would've stumbled if not for the clinking noise of utensils from the next room followed by the sound of footsteps coming towards the room.

"Oh? Tae? Did you wake up? I'm preparing our breakfast. Freshened up and come quickly. I'm already hungry."

He turned his head when he heard an unfamiliar voice talking to him only to find a tall young man wearing a kitchen apron over a white Tshirt and a grey baggy pants standing by the door with a spatula on his hand that's covered by a red kitchen gloves, hair down covering his forehead and smiling widely at him.

"Who are you?"

Yeah. Who is he?
And he doesn't even know if he's asking that question to the man or to himself.

The man's expression changed from smiling to a pout (which was quite cute).

"What? Are you... are you teasing with me right now? For real?"

Taehyung took a step back when the man walked towards him.
"Why would I tease you? I don't even know who you are."

The man just smiled as he bent towards his face, "it's not time for joke, Tae. The breakfast is going to be burnt but you... you're being too cute right now."

Taehyung was lost of words. What the hell is happening? Why is a random man flirting with him right now? No. That's not the important thing now. Did he just call him 'Tae'? Tae– Taehyung. That's supposed to be like a nickname, right?

"Why do you keep calling me Tae? How did you know my name is Taehyung?"

The man paused for a while before smiling.
"Really? What's gotten into you today? You don't usually tease me like this. And what did you just say? Taehyung? Where did you get that name from? You don't remember your name is Taeun and I always call you Tae?"

Oh.
So her name is Taeun. Kinda make sense now why he gave her Tae as nickname.

"And who are you actually? Where am I? And how do you know her– I mean me? I mean... oh god I have so many questions."

He was curious, and confused. About so many things and unanswered questions floating around his head. Him in a car crash, him waking up to this unfamiliar environment with an unfamiliar person and yeah, him being inside a woman's body or him becoming a woman or whatever it is, it's not even a dream so how is this even possible in the real world? He's not in some fictional story, is he?

But all Taehyung got was a chuckle from the man by his questios. "I don't know what's gotten into you today for you to act like this all of a sudden in the very morning but–"

The man kept the spatula from his hand on the table next to them and removed the kitchen hand-gloves he was wearing to hold Taehyung's hand with his now bare hand, eyes staring into his with a bright smile,

"I'm Jungkook, Tae. Your boyfriend. We've been dating since 2 months. And we've been living together here in my house for about a week now. Why are you asking the obvious questions and acting like you don't remember anything?"

"Huh?"

Yeah. HUH?

Because what? Boyfriend?
And wait, what's with this woman? She dated this guy since only 2 months and she already started living with him right away?

And more importantly, he is in her body right now which he doesn't even know how that's possible and how that happened and what will happen later.

He's not going to be in some trouble, is he?

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Hope it wasn't that bad for a start. 😅

And btw, here's Taeun, the female version of Taehyung in this book:

[A/n: I got this picture from pinterest so credits to the rightful owner of this picture. Thank you for this beautiful edit, our Taetae looks beautiful here even as a woman :( ]