Talk About a Disaster
Description
A night out; A term used to describe a night where all problems are suppose to be forgotten and the only thing on your mind is fun. This is exactly Tiffany Hwang's reason for deciding to go out and have fun for once-- She wants to forget about work, her ex-boyfriend, and condescending family. Everything was going well until the following morning when she woke up with a life threatening hangover and a stranger that she would now be calling her husband.
Foreword
"You.." the boy slurred, his hands on Tiffany's waist and chest pressed against her back as they danced to the ear-busting music that filled the Las Vegas club. With his mouth so close to the Korean girl's ear, she could feel the air coming from behind his lips. "I want to marry you."
"What?" With the alcohol drowning out all common sense, Tiffany Hwang instantly turned around to come face to face with the man she had just recently-- three hours ago, recently-- met. Her movements were quick enough to cause the poor girl to trip over her own feet and into the arms of Lee Donghae, his arms instinctively wrapping around her to stop her from knocking them both over as she hit his chest face first. It took a few minutes, but the dizziness slowly began to fade and her vision seemed to clear up slightly - though, her mind was still extremely fuzzy due to the large amounts of liquor she had previously consumed with her new companion.
"Didn't you hear me?" Donghae asked, his mind as clouded as her's. "I want to marry you!"
"Yah.. When you ask a girl to marry you, you're suppose to get down on one knee.. " Tiffany slurred, taking a few sloppy steps back to pull away from him and cross her arms. "And then you ask me to marry you. You don't just demand it!"
Not even bothering to think over his actions - if that was even possible - Donghae got down onto one knee, more or less casual than any sane person would've hoped. Grabbing a hold oh her hand, he looked right into her brown eyes and said the words that he would soon regret the moment common sense made it's way back into his brain. "Tiffany, uh... Tiffany..."
"Hwang! You want me to marry you, but you don't even know my last name?"
"It's not going to matter anyway since you'll be Tiffany Lee soon. " He said, using his thumbs to caress the hand of his grasp. "Tiffany Hwang -- Will you marry me?"
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Author's note; I know I haven't updated Heartbreak at all, but I've had this idea for a while now and just had to write it down. But I hope you guys like this one, too. Look! I was finally able to make it look pretty (at least I hope it does). I kind of rushed with the poster, but I hope you guys like it none the less.<3 I'm working on making HB decent, too.
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