“Sehun it’s right there! Kill it kill it kill it! Sehun, kill it!!”        

“Kyungsoo, knock knock.” “Knock it off, Jongin.”

Today is the day.  

He works at day, the other works at night. They want to see each other, but they just can't. Not even a glimpse of each other.   "But I see you now, and I want to keep seeing you for the rest of my life."        

Kim Jongin is a detective and Kyungsoo is a stripper.

"Hey, Jongin. Need a push?"  

“I want a choco bubble tea! Not a honey-dew!”

Sooo... This is the sequel to my previous story, Why Don't You Marry Me Instead?, which you would probably want to read first. But it's okay if you won't. But it's actually better to read that one first. And also I'm terribly sorry for the grammar. I'm still at English, but I'm currently learning to be better. And seriously, what the heck I'm talking a

“So, will you marry me?” “... I beg your pardon?” “Marry me, whoever you are.” He goes silent. A minute or two has passed, and my knee starts to hurt. “... Are you drunk, Mister?”

There. I saw him. He looked just the same. Handsome, delicate facial feature. His figure was still as slim as I had remembered. But that wasn’t what shocked me the most.

This is my second (freaky, total failure) story. This one is a love life of The Charisma T.O.P and a. OC girl named Sungmin. Please, prepare something to be punched because of the failed language I use in this story. English is not my first language, so be prepared. Critics, opinions, good and bad comments are happily accepted. I really need some lecture about writing in English, really. Anyway, enjoy~

I got this story from my dream. An absurd one. It involves our cutie and goofy Seungri. The Big Bang's almighty maknae. Yeah. Enjoy~   (whoever voted this, you are very much blessed! thank you!!)