Clarification

You are gonna be called Hime.....as more the foreigner name & country change it as you please :)

PS this takes place in like 5 yrs :)
Jong Hyun~SHINee(also can be called Jjong)
Jong Hun~FT Island
Jong Hoon~CN Blue

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Intro Part 1: We’re Getting Married?

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Your P.O.V.

Damn it...why the hell did he have to say that? I’m just a lyricist, nothing more or less. So what if I can write songs in more than three languages and almost all of them become hits...I don’t care...I write for myself not for the money or the fame...especially not the fame. Not that I have any. But nor do I want to do anything that will raise my fame...
“Hime...did you hear me?”

“Ne, Onew oppa,” I told the voice resentfully while digging out of my thoughts. I am in the SHINee dorm. Taemin oppa and Minho oppa were on the couch with me, Taemin oppa on my right, Minho oppa on the left while I was in the middle of it. Key oppa was in the kitchen making some much needed tea while Onew oppa stood in front of me and Jonghyun oppa on the floor, sitting crisscrossed right by my feet.

These guys were not only my closest friends but the reason I was able to write so many new songs. I respected them all as an amazing group of boys who not only sang well but danced too. I loved them so much while living in America...even before I met them. Their music is very unique. Their voices are so different in texture and sound but when they sing together they are undeniably good. The type of songs they sing are also very diverse, and being able to keep up with all those styles is very difficult for many bands but they’ve been doing it for years. Being able to meet them and write songs beside them has been my blessing.

It’s been about a year since I met them. I was seventeen at the time and visiting family in Australia when I met them. I literally was sitting next to Taemin oppa on one plane ride with his hyungs right by his side and we became very close friends right after I gave Taemin a lollipop to keep his ears from popping on the ride there from London. I was transferring to Seoul Uni that summer and when I mentioned it, Taemin immediately told me all about South Korea. The six of us were close that summer and got closer when I moved to Seoul. They like me since I don’t fawn over them but still adored their music. I even give them criticisms from time to time, and they have all shared stories that you would only share with good friends. After half a year, Minho and I were playing around at the piano writing songs within minutes in the SM Town Entertainment lobby and the boys immediately begged their manager to make me their new lyricist and my popularity soared from there. I met many artists like Big Bang, SNSD, Super Junior, Oh Won Bin, Park Shin Hye and CN Blue in the course of time, but I never got see my second Kpop biased band(next to SHINee), FT Island. I always have adored them...before and after Won Bin. Many people stopped liking them because Won bin went solo but after listening to Seung Hyun on guitar and rapping...I liked him. So I still am a strong fan of theirs.

I made so many friends and I should be happy but right now...it is my curse as of now. According to Onew oppa, Jessica unnie from SNSD is too busy because of an unexpected world tour and suggested that I fill her spot for a show called We Got Married. Now watching the show like five years ago was fun but being the one getting married is just outrageous. Me...at the age of eighteen getting married to someone...just outrageous. But over the year I’ve met SHINee, SNSD’s Jessica unnie and Seohyun unnie somehow became very close friends of mine. How could I ever refuse something they asked of me after taking such good care of me?

“Are you sure you wanna do this Hime?” Taemin oppa asked me as he leaned his head on my shoulder. He is almost three years older than me but it seems less than that, since he always comforts me like a little brother would.

“If Jessica unnie wants me to do it, then I guess I should help her out, so I’m gonna do it,” I told him and I fixed his hair a bit. Key oppa came forward with the tea and a small smile.

“You’ll do great Hime, I know it, anyone would want a wife like you,” Key oppa told me as he handed me the cup. I took it gratefully and drank it slowly.

Jonghyun oppa looked up to me from the spot he was sitting at and bumped his head gently on my knee in support. Onew oppa walked over to me and patted my head while Minho rubbed my shoulder. What in the world did I get myself into? I don’t even want to get married for god’s sake...I’m not even Korean....how the hell was I suppose to become Korea’s next ideal idol wife...I’m technically not even an IDOL!?

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Seung Hyun’s P.O.V.

“Wait...WHAT?” I choked on my glass of water as Jong Hun hyung stared at the ceiling to avoid my eyes. Min Hwan, Jae Jin hyung and Hong Ki hyung stood behind him. I was sitting on the couch in our house. It’s already been a year since I last sat in this very seat because of our world tour and I am already put to work, the day I come back. Just absolutely, positively WONDERFUL! ARG!

“I said that you were chosen to be the new husband in We Got Married,” he repeated himself. Even though Jong Hun hyung was the leader...he didn’t talk much...but he was a good leader and usually puts us on shows that are fun but well bearable...HOW THE HELL IS GETTING MARRIED AT TWENTY THREE BEARABLE?!

“Oh come on Seung Hyun, it’ll be fun. You’ll probably get a wife who is cute and adorable and just so amazing that you will fall in love with her for real,” Hong Ki hyung told me with a half smile, still standing behind Jong Hun hyung trying to joke with me in order to keep me sane.

“Or she’ll hate him and they end up getting a t.v. divorce,” Jae Jin hyung joked along with him not seriously meaning it, but I had a feeling that that is what will happen.

“Guys...just so everyone remembers why I don’t go on shows by myself...can we get out MakBanShi and the episodes where my intestine talk is clearly evident? I can’t do it...and plus...all I need is my guitar...not a girl,” I told them. They should know well that I am not good at saying things at appropriate times and the fact that I am more interested in my guitar not some show that wants me to focus on a girl for a couple of months. Plus WGM is such an old show, like five years old...why start it up again? Blah. I don’t want to go.

“Well, you don’t have a god damn choice,” Hong Ki hyung told me with his “I’m a hundred percent serious” look.

“Seung Hyun, it’ll be good for you...you need to get out more and stop relying on your hyungs too much. You’re getting older every day and you need to prepare for that...and the fact that you look at guitars the way you should look at girls is just a bit disturbing to me,” Jong Hun hyung moved to sit next to me on the couch and placed his hand on my shoulder. How ridiculous. I just wanted to use the time we have off to focus on my music and get better at the guitar and singing. Nothing more or less. How am I suppose to do that now?

“If our reputation goes down the drain because of me, don’t blame me,” I told them with resentment screaming in my voice. I don’t want to do it but they wouldn’t try to put me through anything that was impossible. The boys started to make a ruckus about how proud they were of me. Jong Hun hyung told me I would have a while before they started to film, so I have time to get use to the idea...which I am positive I never will.

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