It's late at night and you left the house, to escape your mother’s nagging. Mincheol sits by your side, eating a piece of chicken as he’s wearing a jacket and glasses. Suddenly, an idea strikes you. Mincheol chimes in calmly, his mouth still full of chicken as you just proposed to him. Before you realize it, the two of you have gotten hitched.

Mincheol wakes up, the bright sunlight illuminating his muscular body and reflecting off his broad shoulders. "Hmm..." He murmurs sleepily.