"I am supposed to be falling for Y/N! Where did you both come from?"
"Have we chained you to the bed with a blindfold over your eyes? Who is stopping you from doing so?"
In this, Jimin and Taehyung end up in a cliche Wattpad world. A world ruled by...
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The Lilliput sighed, "Look this is our first time too. We haven't called anyone from the real world before to fix things over here. Practically speaking you were chosen."
"Chosen for what exactly?" Taehyung gave a dis-pleased look.
"First off it is Po! Call me Po! And secondly, it's too complicated for you to understand -"
Taehyung grabbed the Lilliput in his hands and shrugged him hard like a coca cola bottle to release foam, "I can't believe I am hallucinating as well. Just how bad has my condition gotten?"
"Can you stop shaking me? I am feeling dizzy," Po reminded, almost barfing due to the intense shake.
Taehyung gasped and threw him a few feet away, "This thing is talking to me too! What the fuck is happening?" He grabbed his hair with his fisted palms.
"Thing? Excuse me! That's so rude. Also, listen here mister you were chosen-"
"I should go visit a doctor. I have finally gone insane," Taehyung mumbled to himself, shrugging his head and blinking hard to process. He slowly lifted himself taking the support of the wall beside and dragging his feet to the entrance of the bathroom.
With a snap of his fingers, the Lilliputian created a spark, causing the doors to slam shut. Taehyung stumbled back from the sudden closure. He turned to face the pouting Lilliputian, arms crossed.
"Could you please listen to me for once?" The tiny creature asked.
Taehyung gulped and carefully nodded a 'yes' unsure of what could happen to him if acted recklessly.
Maybe this was all a bad trip.
Maybe it was a strong hallucinogen he took which dropped him into such a situation.
Or has his rehab gone wrong?
He couldn't afford to move recklessly not when he is unsure of how deeper he is going to fall.
"You aren't dead. I can assure you of that." Po began as he stepped closer to Taehyung, "We brought you here to fix certain things in this world. If you can do it successfully then we will grant you a wish of your choice." He concluded.
"What do you mean?" Taehyung frowned.
"The phone booth brought you here for a reason. We installed it a week ago. We were hoping someone would look at it but not everyone is a weak-minded desperate motherfucker you see-"
"Are you calling me desperate?"
Po adjusted his triangular cap, saying, "In essence, yes. We agreed to bring one person. However, both of you arrived. This was designed for a single observer. How did your friend also appear? Did he see the phone booth?"