This was definitely Taehyung's worst nightmare.

Priya could feel the boy's sensitive skin reacting to the handcuffs that were scarping alongside Taehyung's wrists. Back in the clothing that she had picked out from the male idol from last night, the only thing different in this circumstance was fact that a dressed Taehyung was stank breath, hair messy, and back aching – all inside a jail cell.

"Can't you get me out of these?" Priya barked in irritation, head hurting from the hangover that didn't seem to fade away and let Taehyung's throbbing brain relax. She waved Taehyung's wrists in the air when the single officer that was at his desk glanced over, he scoffed, looked away before mumbling under his breath in Korean.

"Caught naked in a public park, I'm sure handcuffs aren't anything new for the rich boy," the officer mumbled before ignoring the only two that were behind bars.

In a small sector of the building, Taehyung and Chun-Cha's bodies had been told me held specifically separate from other inmates that were newly arrested; this was due to 'important calls' that had been done by BigHit Entertainment and others higher-up. The two they were going to get out here eventually, but still, the entire transition from getting out of the park to here was traumatic. Priya and Chung-Cha hadn't spoken since sat next to one another at the back of a police car.

Finally pulling up the courage to look over to Taehyung's right as Priya sat onto the metal bench that was attached to the stony wall, the cell was small and quiet which only made Priya whisper to Chung-Cha. The girl was numbly looking to the ground for most of the time in here, from the occasional swipe of her air behind her ear, she didn't do anything other than sit in quiet. She wasn't handcuffed, in Taehyung's jacket, and her dress back on from the previous night. Parts of her had dry mud that she worked to scrap off slowly.

"You alright?" It was so hard to say for Priya.

"His life is over, his career is over, how can I be okay?" She asked, not looking over to see Priya blushing in Taehyung's body. "It'll never be the same, it'll never-" she cut herself off as she pursed her lips, shook her head, and continued to hide behind her hair and look to her feet that wore heels.

Thankfully, the police at the scene had managed to grab all they could find when it came to their clothing.

Priya chuckled nervously, the pounding in Taehyung's head heightened when thinking about everything that had happened and all that was to come. This new act was probably broadcasted everywhere at this point. What Chung-Cha said was right, Priya had officially ruined both his social lifestyle and his personal life. Cheeks went brighter with redness when thinking about Taehyung's personal life.

"...Chungy-"

"My name is Chung-Cha."

Priya swallowed hard at that. Nodding very slow, she corrected herself before continuing, "Last night...I don't..." Priya hurt to say this but all she could do was speak the truth if ever to move on, "I don't remember a lot."

The girl's eyes stung at that and she tried to hide the change in her gaze with her hair again. Priya sighed, noticing the woman trying not to break, sob, throw fists in anger, or all the above. Instead, she did nothing but wait for her to talk instead.

"I remember more than I should," she said through her teeth.

Priya moved her tangled wrists over. About to gently touch the woman's thigh, the fan in Taehyung's body noticed the girl suddenly flinch away, tears falling and voice shaking as she went, "Don't touch me."

Priya whispered in reassurance as she stood to her feet and walked over to the opposite side. With hands up, Priya felt terrible but unaware over what to do next. "I didn't," Priya's eyes narrowed, trying to find right words, "I didn't mean to-"

"I was second to blame as well," Chung-Cha sighed, blinking away tears as she hugged herself in the warmth of her boyfriend's jacket. "I was at fault as well."

Priya cracked a joke. It is what she could do as she nervously laughed and went, "But hey, just choke last night up to the few terrible flings a pretty girl like you have probably had in the past, yeah?"

The girl grew more awkward that before. Nothing made sense until her thighs were thigh pressed together and she played with the ends of her dress, wanting to disappear and cover most of herself as possible. Priya watched in awe, sickness hitting her stomach as she asked, "Wait, don't tell me..." The girl trailed off.

Priya grew silenced as Chung-Cha freely cried. Letting it all go, the girl moved her free hands to her face as she balled and let all emotion take over her hungover form.

"It was my first time."

Priya blinked. Someone shoot me. Shoot me. God if you exist, take me away now, I'm no longer interested in life. Thank you.

She sniffled, "It was Taehyung's first time too!"

Priya smiled nervously. God, I'm waiting. Take me away. Shutting her eyes, she waited for something to happen, a surprised heart attack, a sudden switch so she was back in her body...but nothing came and Priya half-screamed into her shut mouth, the sound coming out as a pathetic whimper.

"I'm so fucked," she whispered to herself, looking at Chung-Cha continuing to cry.

-

"We're so fucked."

Jin glared over at Yoongi who swore. Yoongi slapped the older member's cheek over to the screen again before shaking his head. "Don't argue about me cussing when there are clearly more important things," the man chimed, his voice so hard as he was shocked along with the others.

Everyone was silent. Eyes wide, mouths open, and jaws loosened. They looked straight at the news articles, the videos, and the blogs that were worldwide tainted with the image of Taehyung, Chung-Cha, and well...Taehyung's penis in some shots that managed to catch a blurry zoomed-up image. It was clear to all the shocked members, to an angered and confused BangPD, and the rest of the awed management what was to come.

Taehyung was complete. Done. In chaos. And everyone, even BangPD didn't know what to do or say. The only thing the man could get across from his clenched teeth was, "I told him to be careful. We've all established to be careful if any of you get a girlfriend."

Jin chuckled nervous and looked over at Hoseok who joined in on the awkward laugh. "Well, you see," the older one said, trying to mend the situation, "Taehyung hasn't really been himself lately. I'm sure there was a reason behind why he wasn't careful."

"Well because of him not being himself," Yoongi mumbled, distasteful over the entire situation, "Our group has made international coverage for the wrong reasons, our venues for performing are also halted, and our comeback stages are dismissed. Someone needs to take accountability for this." The member was heated.

Jimin cleared his throat, wanting to place his two cents in with worry. "We should...we should bring Taehyung back in safely and talk to him. He needs to be here, not behind bars if we're going to sort this out."

"I agree with hyung," Jungkook sighed, defeated, "There's nothing left to sort out. This is...this is – I don't even understand what this is. What's going to become of Taehyung? Of us? Everything we've come to work on. How hard we've hustled...it can't all end because of this can it?" The maknae was rambling on and on, scared over the outcomes of what was found this morning. It was a shock to relish in the idea of Priya sleeping with Chung-Cha in the first place, but then to top it off with this morning, Jungkook felt discouraged.

"Was it true a child find them laying at the tables first?" Hoseok asked, discussing how the cops and mob of people came to be surrounding the two. "Did the mother further cause attention?"

BangPD nodded. He was furious and they could all tell as the more they talked, his anger was fueled. "The mother was disgusted for what her child saw and called authorities right away. Almost right after people started to notice and ran over like maggots to meat. It was hard for the police to do their jobs and cover Taehyung and Chung-Cha's privacy the best they could."

Namjoon was silent. He didn't say anything but look down at the ground.

"What are we to do now?" It was Jin's voice again.

"What can we do-" Yoongi's negativity was balanced in by BangPD's words, he said, "We're getting Taehyung here by having a few calls made. We're also getting Chung-Cha secluded and in her home. As he gets here, I'll like to have a few words with the boy alone."

The boys gulped down the lumps at their throats. The man was angry and they could tell by the way he rubbed his knuckles that were whitening; blood lost and going to his heart that pumped faster and faster along with his mood shifting.

Namjoon finally spoke. "I don't think that would be smart."

The boys snapped their heads over to the leader who finally spoke up regarding the issue at hand. BangPD seemed to have his eyes narrow as he barked for Namjoon to further explain himself. Before the man could project his anger, Namjoon, stern and expressionless ended what he had to say.

"You can't scold Taehyung for not following your rules because he isn't himself."

"That is no exuse-"

"You don't understand sir," Namjoon sighed out, blinking as he debated on fully coming out with the truth everyone was trying to hide. "Taehyung is..."

Even Yoongi was holding his breath, waiting for the truth to spill out in the open.

Namjoon massaged his lips together before blinking. He was slow with his words.

"Her name is Priya, she's a fan and she doesn't know your rules. She's just a fan that so happens to be in control of Taehyung's actions, words, and overall thought process. So yes, everything you say or scold about will not apply."

Yoongi let out a sigh, shaking his head to himself.

Namjoon's teeth clamped, "Taehyung isn't here."

-

"I'm here, I'm right here," Taehyung's mouth spoke out, Priya controlling the words as she whispered to Chung-Cha in English.

Priya was back to sitting next to the girl that no longer flinched away much. Past the tears, past the hurt, there was more communication between the two which ruled out to be successful for Priya. Chung-Cha told Priya over how she felt violated and ashamed of herself for what happened, and Priya told her that she understood. Of course, she understood, Priya knew what it was like to be viewed as a girl by society. She knew how hard it could be.

"I understand," Priya said gently, "Trust me I do. I've lived in your shoes before...heck, my body also hasn't been touched in such ways and I don't know how I would react if I found out Taehyung took my virginity away like I did his. I'd be devastated, confused, and more importantly, stressed out."

"As a girl, the minute one is sexually active, there are so many minds in the world that then belittle you. I understand the pressure and I know what you might be going through. I understand," Priya continued, seeing the girl's eyes move to water as she shook her head slowly, "It makes you feel like some chewed up piece of gum when you're not." Priya smiled when Chung-Cha slowly smirked at that.

"Fuck society, fuck what others think. The truth of that matter is you had a special night with Taehyung, your boyfriend. He may not have been here but his body was and that's what put me in the backseat, that's why I couldn't control myself. His body wanted this...wanted you." Priya tried to help her understand that it wasn't just Priya that was driving last night to occur. Weirdly enough, it was more of Taehyung's muscles, his body that craved all the attention from last night.

"His conscious was missing and substituted with mine but his body is what responded to you Chung-Cha. Maybe keeping that in mind could help heal from the shock of what happened," Priya added lastly, rambling and trying to make the girl next to her feel better.

Chung-Cha nodded. Wiping at her cheek, she tried to smile but it was weak.

"...and I'm sorry for taking this moment that was meant to be shared only with him away," Priya whispered, staring over at her eyes that finally managed to meet Taehyung's. "Throughout this switch, I understand more of what its like to be a girl but I've also realized just how gendered boys are. I've got to live in the skin of a male and it's been so trippy, a-and I just, I don't know...it sounds bad but what happened last night, if we were to go back, I'm pretty sure I still wouldn't have been able to stop it."

Chung-Cha whispered something Priya didn't expect. Staring at the girl that suddenly snorted with a giggle, Priya was in awe, not understanding what she could've said to get a laugh. "What? What is it?"

"Nothing, nothing," the girl sighed out, wiping at her uncontrollable tears, "I never see you serious."

Priya took a while to smile at that as Taehyung's cheeks flushed. Looking forward and stopping from whispering more, Priya moved the cuffed hands up to wipe Taehyung's hair backwards, away from his forehead.

"I appreciate it," Chung-Cha added, seeing Priya go quiet. "Makes me feel you are sorry for what happened. Thank you."

"Of course," Priya whispered, no longer smiling as she stared over at the woman. "I'm really sorry your first time had to be this way...without him, waking up to threats and possible scandals...in a fucking jail cell." Priya groaned, realizing just how much she had screwed Taehyung's life up. YOU HAD ONE JOB GIRL!

"It was his time too."

Priya snickered, "Right."

Chung-Cha pursed her lips from laughing at Priya so insanely serious. It was weirdly humorous to see the girl that would constantly make jokes, fool around, and tease her way into getting her way so stressed and logical. It almost brightened Chung-Cha's day a bit more, making her forget about the disasters outside the police-station walls for a second.

"Technically," she popped, amused, "it was also your first time, even if you were boy."

Priya chuckled at that, analysing that well before blowing out of Taehyung's dry lips. "You got that right," she chuckled out, eyes wide when remembering all she could past the hazy night. "I can't really remember all of it, sadly."

"I remember a lot," Chung-Cha piped, innocently moving to help Priya. This was a bad idea but she didn't realize it until she asked, "I help you remember."

"Did Tae bust?" Priya asked, brows furrowing. She was 100 percent serious when asking in curiousity and Chung-Cha started to blush as she shook her head. "Yes, twice."

"Twice?" Priya asked shocked. "His body didn't crash from being tired the first time?"

"First time, inside but I take care of that. Second time," she blushed further as she explained with her English and her hands, "Second time I used my where I eat..." She trailed off with her awkward broken English and Priya's brow jumped. Scooting on the bench with a nervous laugh, she hated how Taehyung's body was suddenly starting to waken again.

Chung-Cha noticed how there was a clear bulge starting to grow and she blushed further before scooting and looking around the cell. This was weird, but throughout it all, she was tired of calling Priya disgusting for feeling such feelings. It wasn't necessary in the fan's control as Taehyung's body reacted in such a way.

Priya's jokes were back. "Ignore him," she mumbled, petting Taehyung's penis as if it was a delicate infant, "Just gets a little worked up when thinking about you."

Chung-Cha tried not to smile at that.

"I guess even with his subconscious gone, Taehyung really isn't gone."

She smiled and Priya side-grinned, feeling the urge of Taehyung's body to gravitate towards the woman he called a girlfriend.

"What's happening right now?" Chung-Cha asked, curious over all that Priya felt without control.

"I think Taehyung wants a third round," Priya laughed out, eyes squinting as she nervously glanced over at Chung-Cha who was a little amused. The sudden dark twist with the words being spoken before was now a lighter tone, jokes, teasing, and a moral understanding brought between the two females.

"Maybe when he comes back," Chung-Cha piped, moving to laugh and tap the bulge with her hand as well. Priya caught her hand, shaking her head quick before correcting the innocent girl.

"Oh no no, that ain't a good idea."

Chung-Cha blushed again and Priya smiled awkwardly at her before clearing her throat, registering her position and finding peace for Taehyung's body to relax.

"I miss him."

"Yeah, I miss my body," Priya sighed out, letting the woman's hand go as Taehyung's wrists struggled in constraints again.

"Did you have boyfriend?"

Priya snorted at that, wanting to laugh louder but not wanting to scare away the officers that were meant to protect them in the cell. "Nope," Priya sang proudly, "The day I do get one would be more of a shock than when I woke up in Taehyung."

"That impossible for you?"

"Yes Chung-Cha, that impossible," Priya chuckled out, hearing the girl laugh beside her.

"Chungy," the girl corrected, soft and warm smile present.

Priya couldn't help but smile warm at that either. Looking the girl in the eyes, she had to say it. She had to say what she felt obligated to do and say. This was a mission clear as day in the fan's head at this point where she worked on fixing what she caused and created...

"Allow me to fix this, trust me enough to fix this."

"How could you possibly fix this?"

Priya pursed her lips, "I'll bring Taehyung back to you."

Chung-Cha smiled at the determined look Priya held.

"I'll bring him home."

-

"Let's bring you home," the police officer said in Korean, head budding and moving past everyone that crowded, screamed, and tried to get questions answered.

Priya's eyes were wide, Taehyung controlling them as he got home, laid on the girl's bed and reflected. Soon after, the internet grew crazy and out of curiousity, the boy couldn't help but move through the phone. He scrolled through and went from confusion, to simple horror.

He watched a video and the moment he saw Chung-Cha naked, screaming fans, thirsty interviewers, and insane amount of police...Taehyung understood exactly what happened. What made his jaw snap in awe, eyes poke out and breath get lost was what he saw further. Zoomed in, images, videos, and gifs were placed everywhere – his dick was out and ready to be seen and criticized by the entire public.

Moving the phone away from his face with a toss, Taehyung's mind was shaking. Priya's hands shook in response as he was breathless and speechless. Everything came to him in flashes as he evaluated all that he saw from out of the blue.

He screamed. He screamed in shock.

"PYAAAAAA!"