signiferi asked:

"You know where we should go? Vegas."

Key paused, staring at his newfound friend in somewhat shock,

“… Vegas?”

The other nodded, 

Kibum let it roll on his tongue for a bit, grinning slightly,

“Vegas. Right. And then we can spend the night in some hotel in which is double booked by mistake, in which two other people, which one of them seem to be my complete opposite– Convince me to go with them for a night out,” he pauses, “You follow unwillingly, and then– Bam! Next morning I’m married to some idiot– and somehow me and my married idiot manage to win 3,000,000 dollars. We go to court together against the two other people,” He stopped, trying to remember what else happened in the movie he was describing, “And the only way to get a divorce and obtain the 1.5 Million is to live with this other person for 6 months as a married couple and try to make our ‘marriage’ work. Of course, there are schemes that you help me with, and shennagigans happen, etc. etc.” He finishes, taking a long sip of his smoothie, quite proud of his summary of 'What Happens In Vegas’.

But the silences that followed was far too long and far to awkward for Key not to notice something awry. 

“Dear god. You were serious, weren’t you?”