It.was.a.dream.

There was no other way a flowery, pink letterbox could be in the middle of your living room; without it being a dream.

But then of course, by some sick and twisted joke of Karma's (WHAT ON EARTH DID I DO NOW?), it wasn't a dream. And the other members of your newly debuted group, plus your fat, old manager, sat on the cream coloured sofa- smirking like smug household cats; nudging you towards your possible doom.

"Go on [name]," your oh-so-fearless leader giggled.

Groaning, with the occasional "I hate chu all~" and "I will get chuse and chuse pluffy toys~", you opened the thing, to reveal an equally pink and flowery (possibly scented) letter:

"Dear [name],

This is your first day of marriage. Go to the written location to meet your new hubby~."

"Marriage? I'M ONLY EIGHTEEN! THAT'S BARELY LEGAL! WHAT ABOUT UNI? WHA- " you screamed as your group continued to laugh, and laugh, and laugh. "It's not funny!"

And with that, despite your screams, threats of physical violence, and so ons, you were married.

To someone you had never even met.

You changed your mind: It wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare.



 

"Jichyo michigo nan jichyo michigo yeah~"

The voiceover decrescendoed as 1:59 flopped on the matching leather couches, drenched in sweat and panting. And as the lights died off too, they were quickly ushered off the stage.

"Quickly, quickly," cried out Manager-hyung as he more or less dragged the tired 1:59 to their cluttered dressing room.

"Aish, hurry up. You have to leave in five minutes if you want to be on time, goddamit!" continued to whine Manager-hyung as he tried to strip a certain male of his leather stage clothes.

"Okay, hyung! I can get ready myself! GO!" shoo-ed the beastly idol whilst the rest of 1:59 snickered on the couch as they drank from their water bottles.

"Time to get married," cooed the members as they cackled at the flailing member trying to peel off his black skinnies.

Marriage was supposed to be a dream.

This was no dream.

It was a full-fledged nightmare out to eat him.



 

Preview:

"This has got to go, this has defi- What. is.THIS?"

"The hyungs gave it to me..."

"THEY GAVE YOU - WHEN YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED?