Mayo woke up in a foggy haze, and jolted up sitting as soon as he'd realized where he was. Hand cuffed? Check. Room he was in smelling of booze? Check. Room also covered in glitter? Check. The room being a hotel room he'd booked earlier that week? Also check. Fully clothed? Praise the Lord, check.
This week in Vegas was a horrible idea from the start. But no, "I wanna do something new! Something adventurous! Mature!" yeah no, screw that.
Mayo had a nasty headache to go along with this joy of a ride too. He was most certainly hung over.
With a dreading sigh Mayo looked over to his side to find the person he handcuffed too passed out. It was some dude with weird ass hair and sparkly clothes even without all the glitter.
"Wake up I need to get out of here." Mayo hissed smacking the guy awake. He simply groaned and tried to roll over.
"I said wake up!" Mayo hissed punching him in the arm.
"Woah, woah, woah, slow down!" The man slurred propping himself up. He looked as exhausted as Mayo felt, and also extremely hung over.
"Look for the keys to theses so I can get out of here." Mayo instructed holding up his handcuffed wrist, which brought up the other guy's arm too.
"Is that a ring?" The guy squinted grabbing Mayo's hand with is free hand.
"Oh hell no." Mayo huffed hoping this wasn't the case. This guy? Sparkle Pants McGee over here of all people? But alas, it was true. Each of the men wore a ring. Waking up in Vegas from a drunken haze could only mean they'd gotten married. Oh joy.
"Ahahahahaha heyyyyy husband!" The man laughed heavily, obviously entertained by Mayo's horrified face.
"Oh shut up you incompetent idiot!" Mayo snapped. "I don't even how a clue of your name, and I have no idea where the stupid keys are, and this was such a bad idea, I hate myself." He whined falling back on the cheap bed.
"Aw, first drunk marriage? I'm Galato by the way." Galato snorted looking at the distraught man.
"Yes. And my last for sure." Mayo sighed. "I'm Mayo."
"Like the condiment?" Galato snorted in disbelief.
"Yes, like the condiment. I really do not need any jokes on my name right now." The light haired blond sighed placing his free hand over his eyes.
"Ahaha, wooow, at least you got lucky. Because I'm one fine piece of ass and so are you. Match made in heaven really." Galato grinned teasingly.
"You're an idiot who probably is married to twelve people and does drugs and sleeps around while kicking babies." Mayo seethed unmoving.
"Well somebody's cranky." Galato rolled his eyes.
"Please let's just find the key and never speak again." Mayo pleaded.
"Okay, okay, fine. I assume you want to divorce after too?" Galato asked simply.
"We're annulling it, so it'll have never happened and we can forget about this mess." Mayo puffed sitting back up.
"Then let's start looking and get it over with." Galato nodded getting off the bed and jerking Mayo with him.
"Yeah, let's." Mayo nodded back dragging himself over next to Galato.
Ah how disgusting it was to be married to the likes of him.
Drunk married otp? yes please.
wrote this awhile ago and will likely pick back up? these dorks are a lotta fun to write, and also just adorable together
mainly just a drabble, but still
Also if you're unfamiliar with the characters, its the genderbents of Vocaloids Mayu and Galaco!
