#kwon jiyong fluff

[blu-joons]

Silent Treatment ~ Kwon Jiyong

You had put it off for as long as you could, walking slowly down the stairs and through the living room to finally get yourself a drink. You had waited, hoping that for some reason Jiyong would have left the room, but as soon as you came down, you spotted his figure.

“Hey, are you alright?” Jiyong asked you, turning your daughter around who was sat in his lap so that she could look across at you too. Your head only shook back at him moving heading into the kitchen, refusing to look at them on your way back through too.

It killed you knowing that ignoring Jiyong meant that you’d ignored your daughter too, but you felt as if you had no choice. Once you were out of sight, your daughter looked to Jiyong with a puzzled expression on her face.

“Why didn’t mummy say hello?” She asked him, unsure where things had gone wrong between you.

A sigh came from Jiyong, annoyed that your daughter had now been brought into your falling out from earlier in the day. “I think mummy is frustrated at daddy because he was a little bit rude to her earlier, she’s staying out of the way.”

Your daughter’s head nodded dejectedly, “will she stay there all night?”

Jiyong’s head shook, although he was far from convinced. “I think she just needs a little bit of time to calm herself down Y/D/N, nothing for you to worry about.”

The smile on her face that had dropped though let Jiyong know that it was something that your daughter was worrying about. Although she was young, she got a lot, especially the awkwardness that was between the two of you.

“What if mummy does stay up there all night long?” She pushed Jiyong, voicing the thoughts that were at the forefront of her mind, “what do the two of us do then?”

“If she does, then we’ll be alright.”

Straight away he could tell that that wasn’t what she wanted at all. As much as she loved Jiyong, she loved it so much more when the two of you were together, cuddling up to her and surrounding her with plenty of love and affection.

“Shall I go and say sorry? What do you reckon?” Jiyong asked her, desperate to fix the smile on her face. “Maybe if daddy goes and says sorry then mummy will come back down to us.”

Your daughter nodded immediately as Jiyong spoke, she wanted him to try anything that he could to make sure that you came back downstairs permanently.

“You can’t leave the room until mummy is back,” she quickly warned him, “I don’t want one of you down here with me, I want both of you down here.”

“I’ll try my best to get mummy to come back down.”

As Jiyong stood up, your daughter stood up with him. “You can’t just try your best daddy; you have to stay until she comes. Understood?”

“I understand, don’t you worry.”

Making his way towards the stairs, Jiyong could only chuckle at how sassy your daughter was. He knew exactly who was responsible for her being that way, but if he was honest, he wouldn’t have your daughter any other way.

It was all that he could think about until he got to the door of the bedroom, finding you sat in the middle of the bed, scrolling through your laptop. Jiyong’s footsteps got quieter and slower as he made his way into the room.

“Y/N, do you have a minute?” Jiyong asked you, “I was hoping that the two of us could try and clear the air a little bit.”

There was no reaction from you as you heard Jiyong’s voice in the doorway, pretending as if he wasn’t there. Although your argument happened some time ago, you were still annoyed, taken aback by what Jiyong had to say.

He knew that what he had said and done was wrong, deciding to take things out on you. He thought nothing of it though, not until he saw the implications that your falling out had on your daughter, then Jiyong knew that things needed to stop.

When you didn’t say anything, Jiyong knew he couldn’t just leave you alone, walking further into the room. Before you knew it, he had sat himself down on the bed beside you, looking at your screen to see what it was that you were looking at. He gave himself a moment before composing himself, nudging against your side gently before moving his hand to rest against the top of your leg to try and listen to him.

“I know that sorry probably isn’t enough for what I said to you earlier, but I really am sorry,” Jiyong told you. “I shouldn’t have said what I said, it was uncalled for, unintentional, and definitely not meant. I guess things got on top of me, and I took it out on you, the one that I love.”

“All I tried to do was help you, instead it felt like I was being pushed away like the old days.”

Jiyong cringed as you compared him to the Jiyong that you knew at the start of your relationship, never wanting to return those days. He had a habit of closing you out back then, and this morning spooked you into thinking that had returned.

“I didn’t want to burden you, I thought you had enough on your plate with work and dealing with Y/D/N. When you kept pushing, I just shut down and took it out on you, but I should’ve remembered that you’re incredible and could have listened to what I was worrying about too.”

“I’ve always helped you with anything, you should know that better than anyone else Jiyong,” you reminded him.

His head nodded in agreement as his grip against your leg tightened too. “I’m sorry that I was rude to you, I’m sorry that I said something like that, but most of all I’m sorry right now that this is bothering Y/D/N too, I never want for that to be the case for her.”

The mention of your daughter’s name soon reminded you of what was most important to you. The feeling of walking past her crept back up on you, unable to bring yourself to see the hurt that was in her eyes as you passed her by.

“Can you promise me one thing to come from today, Jiyong? Can you promise that you’ll talk to me, that you won’t ever fear of being too much for me?”

“I can,” he smiled, watching your head come down to rest against his shoulder. “But if there’s one thing that you can do for me too, or for us, it’s come downstairs. You’ve got a daughter who is absolutely desperate to see you Y/N.”

Your head nodded back at him straight away, pushing the lid of your laptop down. Jiyong slowly shuffled off the bed, holding his hand out for you to take it, allowing him to help you up and onto your feet.

“Y/D/N wants you to stay downstairs too this time around,” Jiyong added once you were up.

Your hand tapped against his chest, “I’ll be down there for all night long, neither of you have to worry about that.”

“I’m glad of that too, because she’ll be getting hungry too, and we all know that me and the kitchen aren’t a good combination,” Jiyong joked.

“I agree, it’s a recipe for disaster.”

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[strxberri]

𝐠-𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞.

「...come back home」

—   a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pinterest

*•.¸♡ navigaion. ♡¸.•*

*•.¸♡ imagines. ♡¸.•*

✱ word count... 388

‣ summary... your husband jiyong was just enlisted into the militray and with him away it’s taken a toll on you, and you keep counting down the days for him to come back home.

↺ genre... fluff, angst-ish, military au, non idol au

♪ listen to... come back home by sofia carson

Your husband of 3 years Jiyong has just left for the military, you just got home to see your mother with your 1 year old daughter, Jiyeon she was watching a movie with her who was laying there sleeping in your mothers arms.

“Are you okay?”

“No, I didn’t realize how much I’d miss him until right now,” you say while crying into your mothers arms.

“I’m gonna put Jiyeon in her bed and then we can talk.”

“No, I’ll do it,” you say before pick up your daughters sleeping body, you walked into her room and laid her down in her crib, she looks so much like her father.

You walked out of her room and just start balling your eyes out and your mother rushes over to you to comfort you, she knew you would miss him, but she didn’t realized how much you loved him until this moment.

“You really love him, huh?” she asks you as she gives you another hug.

“Mom, I’m in love with him, he’s the one, I never really believed in true love until I met him,” you say as you cried more and more.

Later that night you got a facetime call from your husband.

“Hey.”

“Hi, uh sorry,” you say before wiping your tears from your face.

“Were you crying, what’s wrong?” he asks as he leans back in the chair he was sitting in.

“I’m fine, I just didn’t realize how much I’d miss you,” you as you hear your daughter crying in the other room.

You take your phone with you as you went into Jiyeon’s room to see her standing up in her crib crying.

“Hey, baby, don’t cry are you hungry?” you ask her before she nods her head.

“Is that Jiyeon?” he asks and she stops crying as soon as she hears her fathers voice.

“You got to tell me how you do that?” you tell him as he just laughs.

“It’s a secret,” he says as you both start laughing as you go into the kitchen to get her some food.

“Babe, I got to go, I have a long day tomorrow, I was just seeing what my two favorite girls were doing,” he says with a smile.

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you two,” he says before ending the call.

#big bang #big bang vip #big bang fluff #big bang imagines #big bang scenarios #big bang g-dragon #kwon jiyong #g-dragon fluff #g-dragon imagines #g-dragon scenarios

[its-straykeedz]

my you; jjk

Pairing: jungkook x reader;

established relationship!AU, non-idol!au;

Genre: drabble;

Rating: fluffish smut? smuttish fluff? idk;

Word count: 1,7k 

Warnings: swearing; mature content as in: ✋job, oral seggs (m receiving), swallowing;  

Disclaimer: this is pure fiction; also, I’m not a native English speaker and my English is a bit rusty, so feel free to correct me if you notice any mistakes!

♡

“He’s so handsome.”, you exclaim. 

You’re currently on your phone, your favorite artist just posted a new story on his social media. As soon as he hears your comment, your boyfriend’s head snaps up to look at you, brown doe eyes staring at you, eyebrows furrowed. 

“Who?”, he questions, looking at you through his hooded eyes. 

You turn your phone to him, showing you the latest picture of Kwon Jiyong.

“Yah!” Jungkook, your boyfriend, gasps dramatically. “You shouldn’t be talking like that about another namja!”, he playfully scolds you. 

You giggle at his reaction, finding it cute. 

“Why not?”, you tease him. “He is handsome.”

He scoffs. “Okay. Then you know what?”, he asks, crossing his muscular arms over his chest. “I’m going to become an idol too one day, so everyone is going to compliment me and you’ll feel jealous.”, he says with a satisfied grin on his face. 

You let out a laugh, before you playfully elbow him. “Oh my God, Guk, don't tell me you’re jealous!”, you say, poking at his puffy cheek with the tip of your index. 

He glares at you, though playfully. You know deep down he’s not serious. He knows you have eyes just for him, and that your crush for Jiyong is merely platonic. He just likes to tease you about it from time to time, and you don’t mind it. 

“I’m not jealous.”, he scoffs. 

He’s not, you believe him. That’s one of the things you like the most about Jungkook. 

You come closer, wrapping your arms around his neck as you place a soft kiss on his cheek. “You know you’re my number one.”, you purr, kissing him again, this time a little bit closer to the corner of his mouth. 

He scoffs. “But I’m not Jiyong. He’s handsome.”, he mocks you. 

He doesn’t look at you, nor does he turn his head to let you kiss his lips. You know he’s just teasing right now. 

“Mh, yeah, he is.”, you place a kiss on his jawline. Your hand travels all over his torso and abdomen, before slipping right under his t-shirt. His breath hitches. “But he’s not the namja I want…”

Another kiss, this time closer to his collar bone, and Jungkook has to physically stop himself from letting an obscene moan escape his throat. Your hand has reached his chest, and when you delicately pinch his right nipple with your fingers, it sends a shiver down his spine and he feels himself getting hard, underwear getting tighter and tighter. 

“Oh, he’s- he’s not?”, he asks, biting on his lower lip, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows his own saliva. 

“Mh, he’s not.”, you repeat. Your other hand runs through his dark hair, gently tugging at it, earning a muffled moan from Jungkook. 

“A-And who is the one that you want?”, cock painfully hard in his boxers, he craves your touch somewhere else than his chest right now. 

You seem to have read his mind, because the hand that’s currently under his t-shirt starts to travel downwards. You feel his breath hitch once again and you smirk, a satisfied grin on your face at the way he reacts to your touch. 

Your hand finally slips under his sweat and boxers, fingers wrapping swiftly around his painfully hard length. You give his cock a slow pump, and place another kiss on Jungkook’s collarbone. Jungkook lets out a deep, guttural groan, and you feel yourself getting wet. Oh, how you love seeing him so vulnerable to your touch just like you are to his… 

“You.”, you whisper on his lips, thumb delicately brushing over the sensitive tip of his dick that’s wet with his arousal. 

You feel him thrust his hips upwards, desperate for some friction. 

“Please…”, he moans, before wrapping his own hand around your wrist. 

You can’t help but bite on your lip at his reaction. Seeing him so desperate and flustered is the biggest turn on for you, and he knows that.

“I’m gonna show you that I really mean it.”, you say. 

Your lips are so close to his he can actually feel your hot breath on his skin. He wants nothing more than for you to kiss him, so he places his other hand on the nape of your neck and pulls you closer so that your lips can finally touch. 

What was supposed to be a normal kiss eventually turns out into a make-out session. You start to move your hand up and down his length slowly, and you use the pad of your thumb to gently spread his arousal all over the tip of his cock. 

“Fuck.”, he mutters under his breath, breaking the kiss. “You’re so good at this, jagiya…”, he groans, his gaze dropping to his crotch, where your hand disappears under his clothes. “Want to see you while you do it…”, he whispers, looking at you with his dark chocolate eyes, filled with pure lust. 

You nod, before retrieving your hands from his underwear, and he whines at the sudden loss of contact. You slip your fingers at each side of his sweats, and in a matter of seconds, he helps you slide them off his muscular thighs, finally freeing his cock, now rock hard and yearning to be touched again. 

You wrap your fingers around his cock once again, and start pumping his length at an excruciatingly slow pace. Jungkook lifts his t-shirt up in order to have fully access to the sight of your hand pleasuring him, exposing his six-pack in the process. You can’t help but let out a gasp and lick your lips at the sight. 

“You’re so hot, Guk…”, you whisper, not even thinking about halting your movements. “Want to pleasure you all the time…”, you mutter, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. 

He lets out a choked moan at your words. “Me too- fuck” he groans out of pleasure when you squeeze him a little bit tighter “Think about you all the time, jagiya… want to be inside of you every hour, every minute, every second…”, he whines. 

“I’m all yours, Guk.”

You feel him buckle his hips in pleasure at the sound of your words and that makes you want to pleasure him even more. Without stopping touching him, you quickly kneel before him and gently tap on his thighs with your fingers, and he spreads them even more. You position yourself between his legs, one hand still wrapped around his thick, veiny cock, pumping him slowly because you know he’ll cum if you start moving your hand at a faster pace. 

“Fuck.”, he swears once again once he realizes what you’re about to do. 

“Shh… Just sit back and enjoy.”, you whisper, before engulfing the tip of his cock in your mouth. 

He chokes on air as soon as he feels both the wetness and warmth of your mouth around him. It’s been so long since he last got to feel your mouth around him. Too long. To him, at least. Your mouth feels like heaven, and he’s genuinely scared he’s going to cum sooner than he’d like to. 

You look so fucking hot with his cock in his mouth. He thinks it’s his favorite sight. No, no, scratch that, his favorite sight is definitely you on all fours when he fucks you from behind. He feels himself getting harder at the thought. 

“Fuck, like that, jagiya.”, he grunts when he feels you taking him in deeper, your tongue flat on the underside of his length. 

He places his veiny, tattooed hand on top of your head and grabs a fistful of your hair, gently tugging at it, careful not to hurt you. He looks at you through his hooded eyes to see any sign of discomfort on your face. There’s none. 

“You’re so good to me, jagiya… What did I ever do to deserve you?”, he asks, more to himself, running a hand through his dark hair. 

It’s not like you could answer him anyway, since your mouth is full of his cock. And he loves it. Also, he can’t wait to reciprocate. Fuck, the thought makes him even harder than he already is. 

“The prettiest baby…”, he mutters, tugging at your hair tighter “And you’re all mine.”, he moans, delicately thrusting his hips upwards to touch the back of your throat with the tip of his cock. 

He notices the way you squeeze your thighs together in search for some relief, and he smirks. 

“You like it when I tell you that you’re mine?”, he teases, voice raspy. 

“Mh-hm”, you hum around his cock, lifting your gaze to meet his eyes. 

As soon as your eyes meet his, he feels an intense wave of pleasure washing all over him, and he feels his orgasm approaching. “Fuck, jagiya, I’m close.”, he whimpers, still staring into your eyes.  

You know just what to do to send him over the edge. 

One of your hands moves from his thighs to the base of his cock and then downwards to his balls. It’s unexpected and sudden, and his eyes close shut in pure pleasure as he bites down on his lower lip so hard you’re scared it’s going to bleed. You feel his length twitch inside your mouth, and you know he’s so close to cumming… You relax your throat and take him even deeper until the tip of your nose brushes up against the skin of his lower abdomen. 

“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.”, he chants, and you feel him tense under  your touch, body becoming stiff. “I’m cumming, oh God.”

He kicks his head back, and you feel his cock twitch once again as he empties himself inside of your warm mouth with a choked cry. You swallow his release and pull away from his softening cock, letting it slap against his naked abdomen as Jungkook tries to regain his breath.  

“Shit, jagiya, it was amazing…”, he exhales a deep breath, running ha hand through his hair. 

“So,” you start, still on your knees between his thighs, looking at him “do you believe me now?”

He does. 

♡

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[seawitch62]

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[little-dragon-stories]

It took me too much time

A friends to lover journey for Jiyong and Y/n. Here’s how it all began.

Warning: Smut, language, cuteness overload. Oooh, in the smut part, there is a bit of masochism (not to an extreme, it’s cute. Said in another way, she loves it when it hurts a bit), outdoor sex.  Also, a big fear of storms, the mention of a fire.

W.C. 17796 (of pure hapiness... it made me very happy to write it <3)

Personal note: This is one of my fav gif of Ji. Let’s pretend that it’s him as he’s having a good time with his best friend, okay? Okay!

Sorry for that title and description, I didn’t know how to name it until now, LMAO.

Hopefully, you will love this one. It’s cute, sexy, funny. There is angst too.

Here it is

A double date, 5 years ago.

You were not sure if it was a good idea but you couldn’t refuse to go. It was a gift on a silver plate for your friend, more likely your favorite co-worker. Jiyong had agreed to go on a date with her but at one condition: it had to be a double date. Apparently, his friend Seunghyun was head over toes for you and was too shy to ask you out. It was the perfect occasion for Jiyong, maybe he would get some and his friend would have a chance to meet the girls he was silently in love with.  Well, most precisely, to have a complete conversation instead of the formalities you exchanged when you served him at the café.

You were working in a café where the boys came to relax and eat after their practice At the time they came, the café was almost emptied from the patreons.  They were the best friends in the world, bandmates working hard to pursue their dream in the music industry. They had made their debut a while ago and the reactions were enthusiastics. The press had good reviews of their albums and the fan base grew. They were starting big.

“It will be fun,” she said, “believe me, Seunghyun is such a cutie pie, a perfect match for you. Plus, you never went on a double date before so you can’t tell me that you don’t like it”.

“Okay but I’m only doing it for you. You owe me one girl...”

This is when you had met Seunghyun and Jiyong and got to have a real conversation with them. During the date, your friend was drooling in front of Jiyong, drinking each one of his words, a slanted smile across her face. It was cutely pathetic to witness.  

Because you weren’t in a place in your life to have a boyfriend, you made it clear with Seunghyun that it would not be possible. Oh! perfect he was! He had a beautiful face, a sharp sense of humor, a deep voice and a tender smile. He was just magnificent.  It could have worked, under different circumstances. It really could have.

When it was time to split and as much as they didn’t seem to fit together, Jiyong and your friend decided that they wanted to pursue the night together. Seunghyun had dropped you to your place, you exchanged phone numbers before you left his car. You didn’t fall for him the way he wanted but at least, he was a good person and you were willing to get to know him better, as a friend.

Even though the evening turned out to be a flop on the romantic level, something wonderful came of it. Your friendship with Jiyong and somehow with Seunghyun too. Just for that, the double date was more than worth it.

Present day

“Earth to the moon! 1.2, 1.2! There’s distortion on the line” Jiyong mocked.

“Sorry, I was thinking… Do you remember the first time we met?”

"Oooh! You mean the night I had the worst sex ever with that annoying bartender?”

“Damn boy, don’t be so mean. That poor girl did her best! She was probably so stressed to be in front of you. You were already a sex symbol back then!”

“True, I was undeniably sexy already” he said, shaking his butts but realizing what he just did, his cheeks turned pink.

Both of you laughed. You have lost your friendship with her the day Jiyong broke up with her, 2 weeks after the double date. Because you continued to talk to him, she cut you off of her life, telling you that you were not “on her side”. The last time you heard about her, she had divorced from her husband and was dating an old but rich CEO. She didn’t change at all, bitch was a sucker for money and status.

“Still Ji, you got to know me that night! You won in the long run, man!” you said, proudly flipping your hair.

“Aww! You’re so cute” he cooed, “True! What would I do without that adorable friend of mine that crashes my sofa each time they announce a storm” he said piling up the plates that had dried on the kitchen counter.

“Hey, it scares me okay?”

“Oh! I know you are scared but what the fuck am I suppose to do to protect you? I can’t stop the lightning from falling over your head!”

“YAH! You’re supposed to help me calm down! Not to scare the shit out of me!”

“Girl, you are so much cuter when you don’t have that badmouth!”

“I don’t want to be cute Ji! I just don’t want to die tonight! Did you see the sky? It’s gonna be hell of a storm, I’m telling you” you pointed to the window to mark your point.

“I hope we’ll survive!” he teased. He came closer to you and kissed your temple while one of his hands rested on your shoulder in a protective way. “At least you bought sushi! If we die tonight, it will be with a filled tummy. I have a new wine that will be perfect with it, too”.

“Ji, I don’t like it at all. I’m really scared. Don’t mock me”.

“I know, love! I’m just teasing you”.

Fun fact, you were not that scared of the storm anymore. Well, you were still scared but not petrified like you used to be. But because you had that habit of crashing his sofa and getting those nights in each time there was an appearance of a storm, you neglected to specify it to your friend.

“Anyway, I hope I didn’t ruin your plans. You can go, if you have a date you didn’t tell me about or something”.

“Nah, I have nothing to do that cannot be done from here, maybe just a little work.  Plus, I have to protect you from the lightning with my super powers! What would you do without me?” he giggled.

You smiled at him tenderly. Jiyong was such a wonderful person. You were more than happy that you had the chance to call him your friend. He always had your back and you always had his. It was like that, you two against the world.  For some reasons, each time something happens to one of you, the other would automatically feel it and call right away. It was like a premonition, a soulmate thing. It made you both smile and care for the other even more. 

Of course, when one of you was in a relationship things got complicated. Your partners didn’t always understand that need you both have to call each other on a daily basis. “If she/he is so important to you, why don’t you marry her/him”? You both heard that often.

“Awww! You’re my personal superhero! I like that! By the way, before you arrived, I filled your fridge with side dishes and lunch boxes. I cooked for myself, so I brought you some”.

“You’re a bad liar, missy. You cooked for us, not for yourself only. You even bought us matching lunch boxes last month”

“True… I cooked for the both of us! And true, I bought it knowing it was matching, I couldn’t resist! Don’t make a big deal out of it, it was just too cute. Instead of a bff bracelet, we have bff matching lunch boxes” you exclaimed.

“Aaaaaw! Finally, you admit it was made to match! Thanks hun, I love the boxes and I love even more the food that you put in it”.

“My pleasure Mr Kwon! Let’s shower before it rains”

“ Why do you keep saying that?”

“It’s common sense and commun knowledge that you can’t shower or bathe when it rains in case there will be a storm, okay? I’ll go first”.

You ran to the bathroom before he had the time to argue. You knew what he was about to say anyway. He told you many times but you were still really scared of it. When you were a teenager, lightning crashed a utility pole near your house, causing an electrical fire. The strong winds had pushed the flames and your house was set on fire despite the heavy rain. It all happened while you were in the shower. That night, you were babysitting your little brother and you had to evacuate the house in a towel with him in your arms. The bad association of shower and strom had stuck in your head even though there was nothing dangerous for real. You were doing your best and you were fighting against your fear with all the courage that you had, but you still had to work more. 

You turned the water off, got out of the luxurious shower and sighted with ease when your feet landed on the fluffy bath mat. Caressing the soft fabric with your toe, you wonder if you were walking on something that was worth more than the price of your car!

“Jiiiiii! Jiyong!" when he didn’t answer the tenth time you called out his name, you went out of the bathroom. You were wrapped in his bathrobe with your hair raised in a white towel  “Where the hell are you?” you called out.

“YAH! Don’t swear love. It’s not cute” He was adding the dressing on top of a roasted veggies salad he just fixed for you. He didn’t like it but he knew it was your favorite. Therefore, he always kept the ingredients in his fridge to be able to serve you one. That and your favorite chocolate, your favorite champagne and wine, your favorite ice cream and so much more little things that you cherish. 

“I don’t need to be cute because you already are whipped for me. Plus, I’m not your girl, so cute or not, you’re not supposed to care!”

“What are you saying? You’re the cutest girl of them all, why can’t you see it? You’re my sweet but bad mouthed girl”. 

At that moment, he lifted his head and noticed how you were dressed. More likely, not dressed, in front of him. You were so cute with your concerned face, frowning with an obvious concern written on your face. He turned his head to look the other way around, covering his eyes with one hand and blushing shyly.

“I’m sorry I took your bathrobe but you were not answering me”.

“I didn’t hear you, what is it that you had to come here naked?”

“I’m not naked, relax for god’s sake! Plus a body is a body, we’re all constructed on the same pattern. So please, just calm down”.

“I can’t relax. You’re naked in front of me”

“Not naked, Sweet baby Jesus. You wanna see what naked really is?” You teased, toying with the knot of the dressing gown. Of course you would never open it and flash your naked body to him like that but he was annoying with his conservative ass and you felt a little bit provocative.

“Yah! Keep it for your man, you naughty!”

“Jesus Christ… I won’t undress, take it easy. Anyway, I’m done with the shower. I just wanted to tell you that it’s your turn. Go, before the storm starts, it’s so dark it will soon. I’ll get dressed in your room, okay?”.

Uncomfortable, he didn’t argue and ran into the shower.

He didn’t like to see you undressed, for some reasons. He was always telling you “love, can you buy longer skirts next time?”, “A bikini, are you kidding me? Why not a normal one piece swimsuit?”, “Please Y/n, don’t walk around the house in just a towel”. Jiyong had a vision of nudity that was beyond your comprehension. You never saw each other naked, that goes without saying. And of course, you never complied to his demands, telling him that you were not more or less dressed than other women of your age, which was true. You were not wearing revealing clothes anyway, he was just too old fashion.  Maybe you were pushing it with the towel thing but hey! He was even worse than you, walking in his briefs way more often than you were ‘indecent’ yourself.

When he came out of the shower, you had comfortably draped your neck with a long scarf. You were wearing a Bigbang crop top with the inscription 'V.I.P for life" and short shorts that you wore to sleep only. A long cream cardigan buttoned up to your chin covered it all. You knew you wouldn’t need more clothes to stay warm, you had a big blanket resting on the armrest of his couch. 

You finished assembling the plates with the sushi, served yourself an extra big portion of his salad and put it all on the coffee table in the living room. The wine and the bottle opener were waiting on the table with some nachos, salsa and candies for later. It was usually sitting on the floor with your back leaning against the sofa as you started the evening. Normally you weren't able to finish a movie because one or the other often fell asleep before the end. More likely, it was him that fell asleep. Then, you would always gently slide his head on a small cushion over your thighs and stroke his hair. At the end of the film, you never had the courage to wake him up, you knew that his sleep was precious and that he often suffered from insomnia. You let him in the same position and fell asleep with your head uncomfortably leaned against the couch. In the morning, he had moved and would be in a different position, on the floor. You didn’t know that he never realised the scalp and head massages. Tonight, he will notice though.

Jiyong had the bad idea to put a horror movie at night like this one, when you were already nervous. He didn’t think twice, as soon as the movie you wanted to watch for so long was out, he bought it for you. He was not a bit interested in it but he knew you would be happy.

 “Tadam,” he cutely said when the title appeared on the screen. 

“Oh, thanks Ji, you remembered”.

“Duh! Of course, you kept rambling about it for days” he teased.

“I’m happy, at least I’ll be scared for something else than the storm. It’s perfect”.

The movie had started and really soon, Jiyong knew that he wouldn’t make it through the end.

It was the thunder that awakened him. There was rain, lightning and strong winds outside. Despite the storm roaring, he felt enveloped in a big comforting bubble, cocooned under a blanket like a burrito. Above all, the familiar and comforting smell, your smell, that shielded him with security and pure happiness. He felt as if he was in a dream. He was too comfortable to open his eyes but he knew his head was on your thighs and it was your hands on his neck.

Your hands… on his neck!  

You had slipped your fingers under his nape, cupping it, your thumbs resting gently on his throat. He felt vulnerable but yet, secure at the same time. He felt raw, in the most beautiful and pure way.  He recognised your scent, your warmth, your breathing. What was he doing, lying on you like that? He wasn’t sure but he never felt like home more than right now. A little confused, he opened his eyes and analysed his surroundings.

You were concentrated on what was happening to the screen, softly murmuring advice to the characters in order to, as far as he could tell, not being murdered with a chainsaw.  

“Stupid, stupid, stupid… Girl, at this point it will be natural selection… See, I told you! You deserved it, not gonna lie”

Jiyong smiled at your cuteness. This is when he felt your hands start to move on his neck.Your fingers were making a gentle downward pressure close to the base of the skull, you were stretching his neck muscles and it was orgasmic. He said nothing, did nothing and even stopped thinking. He refrained himself from groaning with pure happiness.

“See what you did there? How could you take such a dumb decision” still talking to the television. He wouldn’t be surprised if you start to throw food at the screen!

In this position, he could see you from a new angle. A “from above’ angle that gave him dirty thoughts. In a split second, that tender moment turned into a hunger. An intense impulse that he felt quite often recently. An unbearable desire combined with an impulse of the heart. It was a strange feeling, he had never felt like that before. 

If he turned his face 90 degrees and went just a few centimeters down, he would be right at the good place to please you with his tongue and lips and fingers… Just the thought of it made blood boil.

“Woah Kwon Jiyong! Stop it!” he thought for himself. “Are you so horny that you will try to hit on your sweet best friend and ruin 5 years of a solid friendship? Damn it boy!” But also, dirty things happened between you, once. Maybe it was possible again… But was it what he wanted, a one shot deal? He was quite not sure about it. 

Before he could stop his hormones from increasing, he felt his blood run directly to his crotch. He was so hard, it was almost as if all the blood contained in his body had decided to meet there. Your fingers continued to massage his neck, stretching the muscles, putting some pressure on different spots. You were completely unaware of his state, naive little creature that you were.

It could have been a perfect blissful moment but his fucking dick had interrupt. He knew it was unfair to stay like that, to let you massage him with the effect it had on the south direction his blood was taken. So, he took one of your hands and kissed your fingers before he sat up.

“Oooh, sleepy head. You’re awake?” you smiled at him with that beautiful smile of yours. You were not wearing any makeup, your hair was messy and your clothes didn’t match but you were just perfect like that. You had the most beautiful face he never saw in his life. How come he didn’t realise it sooner?.

“Hum mmm. You love the movie?” he placed a cushion on his middle to hide his erection.

“It’s good, yes! Are you okay? You’re pale!”

“Not surprising, the blood has left my head!”

“What? You have a headache?”

“Forget it. I’ll fresh up a bit. Be right back” 

He used to good advantage the fact that your attention was again turned towards the screen.  He got up in a hurry, hiding what he had to hide. He went to the bathroom and cleaned his face to cool down. Looking inside his briefs, he sighted! 

“Fuck you Kwon Jiyong! Fuck! Fuck! What’s your problem? She’s your friend, dammit! She is just a sweet and cute girl. What’s happening to me recently? Why have I started to dream of her? Why did I start longing for her? What are those bubbly sensations that I feel when she’s coming home to me?”.

Recently, he had noticed that not only his body reactions were different but that his emotions had changed as well. That he was more and more happy to see you. That he had way more thoughts about you than he used to. To a point that he even refused a date with an interesting woman just to be able to call you on time, just because he had said “I’ll call you before 9”. He said it, he had to comply, right? What did you talk about? Sweet nothings but it was still a wonderful moment. He allowed himself a few moments for the blood gathered in his penis to turn back. He had a crazy hard time getting there. 

Having the sensation that he was not feeling good, that something was not okay, you paused the movie and walked towards the bathroom. 

“Do you need something Jiyong? You are really pale, I’m not joking. It seems like you have seen a ghost” you said as soon as he opened the door.

He was mad, but not at you. He was mad at himself for the reaction his body had. Confused too. He also knew that he couldn’t tell you what just happened because you would tease him for days. Or worse, you would exclaim a loud and clear disgusted “EEEW” to tease him. That he couldn’t support.

“Listen, I’m going to sleep early tonight. You can continue the movie, don’t wait for me”.

Without an explanation he left for his bedroom and closed the door. It was rude but it was a necessity.

You came back to the living room and sat on the couch. Your thighs were still mild with Jiyong’s warmth. 

You couldn’t concentrate on the movie. What’s got into him? You stood up and walked towards his room, concerned. You just hope that he didn’t discover your ‘secret’.

3 years ago, on Christmas eve

After you finished hanging the garlands, you stepped back and enjoyed your hard work, satisfied.  Yesterday, Jiyong announced that the band would not be able to fly to Korea for Christmas. Something happened with their schedule and unexpectedly they had to stay in Hong Kong a little longer before they would resume their world tour. 

You didn’t want Jiyong and the boys to stay in their room and alone for Christmas. You had called Daesung’s girl of moment and Seunghyn’s sister and shared your plan with them. Youngbae’s girl had already joined him a couple of days ago. You would make a little reception for your boys. After all, no one should be alone on Christmas Eve. With the girls, you prepared it all.

“Can you taste the punch? I’m scared that I didn’t put enough rhum” 

“I did taste it and it was perfect” you answered. “Seunghyun will add wine in his glass anyway, wait for it” 

She laughed, it was exactly like his brother to do that. 

“Oh, they’re coming. I’m so nervous” you told her.

In the plane for HongKong, you had decided to open up to Ji about your new feelings for him. Lately you had come to the conclusion that you were in love with him. What you thought was just a mere flirt at the beginning, soon turned out to be much more. It was love, with capital A. You had taken your time to analyse your feelings but it was kind of obvious.  You were just not accepting the fact before, even though you were facing all the proof. 

What is the first thing that comes to your mind in the morning? Jiyong.

Who do you want to hug when you feel the need to snuggle against someone? Ji.

Who’s hand do you want to hold, when you walk on the street or discover a new city? Yep! Jiyong again.

Who do you want to make love to, when you feel that need between your legs?

Who makes your heart skip a beat because of his cuteness?

Who makes you a horny mess when he smiles?

Who do you think will be the father of your children, when you imagine yourself nursing a baby?

 Ji, Ji and Ji. Always him. He was your soulmate and the guardian of your heart. You couldn’t imagine a moment without him in your life. You wanted more. You wanted to take all of him. You had no choice but to tell him, you were not able to keep it for yourself anyway. He had even questioned you about the recent changes in your attitude. Soon, you won’t be able to hide it anymore, you rather should tell him while you were still having control over yourself. You were really scared of his possible rejection though. It was petrifying. But the possibility that maybe he shared the love was stronger and it made you so happy to imagine what you could become together. How your friendship would transform into love. Into love making. Into a deeper relationship.

It was decided. You will confess tonight, in the hotel room after the party.  You’ll deal with the consequences later.

You were waiting for the boys in the suite that you had reserved. It was a simple room that the hotel rented for meetings or private events like tonight. Because it was Christmas, it was available and you didn’t have any trouble making a last minute reservation.

The door of the suite opened on Jiyong’s manager. He was aware of the little reception, you needed someone to drag the boys in. They entered the room one by one. You didn’t notice the happiness on their face when they discovered the 3 ladies waiting for them with food, alcohol and gifts, you were looking for Jiyong only. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be found. Seunghun came and closed the door for more privacy, already having a glass of punch in hands.

“Wait, Ji has not arrived yet”.

His features went grave but his voice remained soft and calm. He seemed sad. He seemed to be pitying you too, his concerned eyes looking at you the same way you imagine he will be looking at his child when he’ll say “Santa Claus doesn’t exist for real”.

“He won’t be coming. He had other plans for tonight, something that popped up. I’m really sorry”

“Is he okay? Where is he?”

“This morning, he met a woman in the restaurant of the hotel. A cute damsel in distress. Well, one thing after another, it turned out that he invited her to the concert. And well… they left together, if you know what I mean”.

Your heart started to beat really fast. You didn’t like the turn of the conversation. Seunghyun’s sister covered her mouth with a hand, shocked, as she realized what her brother was telling you. It seemed that they knew about your feelings for Ji. Were you that obvious?

“Oooh… Maybe she can come here too” you said but it was absolutely not what you wanted.

“I guess they’re having sweet fucking sex” Dae laughed as he looked as his girlfriend, implying that it’s what he will have too, later!

“Woah… okay… okay”

You sat on the couch next to you and held your head. There is no way in hell that you will let your pain show in front of Jiyong’s friends.  But there was also no way you could stop the tears from falling down your cheeks. Without a word, you left the suite for the room that you rented, in case Ji would reject you. 

You were still crying, the next day when he had knocked on your door and entered your room, all excited and agitated like a puppy. More likely, like a man who hit the jackpot recently. He seemed so happy about the night he had spent, butterflies dancing in his stomach as he was telling you how cute she was. How he had spent the night of his life. How he couldn’t wait to see her again. He was so excited and centered towards his own happiness that he didn’t notice your red and bloody eyes.  

“Ji, don’t stay with me then. Go meet her right now! I guess she feels the same way and you’ll take it where you left it!”

“But you travelled all the way here and prepared such a sweet party for me and the boys! I saw the pictures, it seemed so much fun”. 

“Yah! I’d rather stay with your friends and mine, by the way, than staying a minute longer with you while you imagine yourself having sex with another woman”

“Another? It’s not like I had that many women either”

It was not the sense of your word ‘another’ but you didn’t precise it. The word had slipped your lips anyway.

“True, I’m sorry. Go, Ji! Live up for your dreams! Wout! Wout!”  you encourage him, fist up in the air with the biggest smile that you could to hide your sadness. Your eyes were your pain untold and you wish you would tell him everything.

“Sure, hun?”

“Yes, sure thing. We’re taking the plane tomorrow. If I don’t see you by then, here’s my new year kiss” you said, planting a smack on his cheek. You needed to kiss him and hold him, just for a second. To steal him from her and keep him for yourself only, a short instant.  

“Merry Christmas Ji. I love you so much” you whispered. Of course, he didn’t catch the extra meaning you had implied “And may the new year bring you only happy moments, you deserve it”.

“Aaaw, Merry Christmas my sweet girl. May the year bring you a man that will make you happy, for once. You were unlucky lately”.

You laughed ironically.

��Nah, I’ll be okay on my own for a while. Go now”. How could he have unnoticed that you were in pure agony? That your heart had been pierced with a thousand arrows? He was always so attentive normally. That was a good thing though, you prefer him to be happy with her than unhappy with you.

“Thanks, you’re the best friend ever, so understanding. I’ll tell you everything in detail later”.

“... Have fun”

He left in a hurry without a single look back and it broke what remained strong inside of you. You crumbled on the ground, unable to support your own body weight any longer. You never thought you could be rejected by him without having a single chance to say a word. You never thought you would be broken like that. You will need a lot of courage to be able to face him again. But also, it would be worse if he disappeared from your life. There was no perfect situation here, either way you were losing a part of yourself.

“That man is so fucking stupid” you heard Seunghyun tell his sister by the door Jiyong had left open a moment ago. . “How could he do that? Is he blind?"

You closed the door, you didn’t want to hear more.  You cried all day and night, curled up in the bed. You didn’t see Jiyong afterwards, while you were in Hong Kong. He didn’t come back from his cloud, therefore he didn’t come back to you. 

He had stayed in a relationship with her for a whole year. The exact time it took you to get over him. Or did you really?

Present day

You tiptoed your way to his bed and benched in front of him. His eyes were closed, he seemed to be asleep already. In his sleeping state, he was frowning, this was unusual.

He was not but he didn’t say a word, still mad and shocked. He didn’t know how to deal with it, his sudden desire for you. He couldn’t just say “let’s fuck” and then pretend like nothing happened afterward, your friendship was on the line. The only time that something happened between you, something sexual, there was a context. And you didn’t ‘really’ do something together anyway. How can’t he forget about it? How can’t he put it aside and move on? Why was he trying to relive this with his partners afterward? But of course, it was impossible, they were just not you. He realised it now! If it was not that good with them, it’s because they were simply not the good person. They were not you.

“Ji, are you okay?” he heard you ask with worry.

No answer. 

You placed a hand on his forehead to see if he had a fever. Satisfied by his body temperature, you retracted your hand with much concern. You knew him way too much to buy his sleeping state.

“Ji, I’m scared, you didn’t seem well tonight, you were really pale. I will sleep by your side to check on you, do you mind? Like we did before, when we checked on my niece. Okay? I can’t guarantee that I’ll be as good as you were though.”

No answer. 

He clearly didn’t want to talk to you. Or was he sick and had passed away? 

“If you don’t want to, it’s okay. I’ll squat the couch or the bed in the guest room. But the couch is more comfy. Would you prefer if I leave your house? The temperature is still bad outside but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable around me”

“Y/n, can you jump on the bed and shut the hell up so I can go back to sleep”? his tone was harsh.

Shocked, not sure how to take it, you did as he said and waited there, looking at the ceiling. You were cold but didn’t want to move or even less, to slide yourself under the comforter where he seemed so comfortable and warm. He was facing the other side and you could almost hear him thinking. The cat came in the bed and sat on his master’s pillow. Jiyong sighted, chased A-Ye and turned on his back. He didn’t say a word, didn’t look at you, didn’t move a single muscle afterwards.

It’s his sweet giggle that woke you up in the middle of the night. You had fallen asleep but obviously, he didn’t. From the lamp sitting on the bedside table emanated a warm and felted light. Jiyong was eating ramyeons while watching something on his cell. Confused, you sat up and rubbed your eyes.

“You seem better, it’s a relief”.

 “I just realised something. Remember the other day when I joked about your google research?”

“YAH! How many times do I have to tell you, I did NOT search for blowjobs instructions”.

“I know now!” he laughed.

What happened was that, about 2 months ago, you made a google research on your laptop while you were waiting for him at his studio. You had written “How to give a good head massage” but the research bubble showed everything but the important last word. The word that changed the meaning of the whole sentence.

He didn’t want to believe you even when you showed him the page with explicit pictures of the head massage popping from the screen. He thought that you had just opened it fast, to save the appearances. He had teased you for days with that, mocking you gently. 

“I told you that I wanted to use a new technique when I massage your head. You didn’t believe me”.

“Because I didn’t know you were massaging my head. Now, I get it”.

“Why didn’t you believe me?”.

“Why didn’t you massage my head when I’m awake?”

“I don’t know”

“I don’t know either”

Your eyes met and you both laughed out loud. You were happy to have your friend back, at least momentary. You still didn’t know what happened earlier.

“Will you stop mocking me with the blowjob thing, now?”.

“Yes, I already stopped when I noticed that you were mad for real… Sorry hun, I mocked you. I should have known better”.

“Excuses accepted. Now, let’s forget about it… please”.

He didn’t talk for a minute, you were both lost in your thoughts. You grabbed the chopsticks he was holding and swallowed a large portion of ramyeon, hungry.

“Ji”

“Hum?”

“Why were you mad at me tonight?”

“I was not mad at you at all, I was mad at myself”.

“Why though?”

“I’d rather not talk about it”.

“Okay then, but I’m here if you want to”.

“I know... Now go back to sleep and stop eating my ramyeons”.

“Nah, feed me more. I’m starving. AAAAAH” You opened your mouth for him to feed you one bite. He did and gave you his bowl and chopsticks without further discussion. He had decided to let you eat it all anyway. 

“Here, take it” 

“Mmmm, it’s delicious. Thanks Ji” 

He looked at you closing your eyes to savor the noodles, not a single bit conscious that it would break him. He was so naive. When he heard the little moan that escaped your lips after you took a bite, he remembered everything you had said when you were talking about the ‘not blowjob’ research.

“You know, I talk with my partners, it’s their ‘instructions’ that I follow, not general tips made for a general audience on the internet. I adjust with their reactions too. Nobody loves it the exact same way”.

“Ji, for god’s sake! I told you that yes, I searched for that a long time ago, when I was young. From that, I improved my technique and I didn’t feel the need to search again. I wouldn’t be shy to tell you if I would REALLY have searched for it”.

and later that night...

“Please don’t believe that I’m a pro either, I’m not that good! It’s just that I really didn’t search. You know what, now that I think about it, I should search for it. We never know, maybe I could still improve” with a blink. 

Eating your ramyeons with appetite, you were unaware of the thoughts spinning in his head. You didn’t know that your relation was about to take a complete new turn. That the image he had in his mind right was nothing but pure. You were also really naive.

2 years ago or the ocean event

Jiyong had decided to bring you to Hawaii like this, on the spur of the moment and for no actual good reason. Dae and his current conquest joined your improvised journey and the four of you had flight to the paradisiac island for a whole week of pure bliss. 

You closed the door of your room and went down to meet Ji. He texted you that he was already down there, ready for the beach like you had planned before you split last night after you took a walk in the streets with the natives. 

“Hun, were you able to sleep last night?'' he asked, rubbing his beautiful sleepy eyes when you met in the lobby. You walked outside and sat on a bench near the entrance to apply the sunscreen he handed you. Of course, he knew that you would have forgotten yours.

“Nope, there were people banging in the wall and screaming like if they were in distress or something. Did you hear that? Why did she have to yell like that? I would have shove my dick in her mouth if I was her partner, at least she would have shut the fuck up. It was so fake!”

“Woah! You’re violent! Good thing that you don’t have a dick.  Don’t judge, you were not there. It’s just her way of expressing her pleasure, chill hun! No one is hurt”.

“Her pleasure? For 4 hours straight like that, no change in the pace! Come on Ji, you know better! She yelled all night long, how could that even be possible? No rupture in the tempo… No break, no slowing down, no changes in the play, nothing. It was fake, I’m telling you.  Maybe they were filming porn…”

He laughed, you continued.

“In a way or another, she was annoying. But the bitch got fucked and not me. I guess that’s the reason why I’m so pissed” you added. Seeing his eyes widened, you smiled.

“What? I have needs too”

“I don’t want to know” he giggled, placing his hands over his ears. At this moment, Daesung arrived and sat between you and Ji. Looking at one after the other, seemingly in shock.

“Did you hear it?”

“We did” you answered, ready to complain with him.

“It was sooo hot, right? Woah! It gave me and Shirl a lot of audio stimulations. It was nice, we kind of followed their rhythm.” he seemed shocked but pleased at the same time. Without another word, he stood up and left abruptly. You watched him leave in silence.

“Ji, I hate all the couples in the world. All of them”.

“Someone is not in a good mood today. When is the last time you got laid, I can’t pinpoint it”

“Because I never tell you when I do, we don’t talk about stuff like that… but it was a long time. Maybe last year or something”

You were in a relationship with a beautiful man when you had realised that you were in love with Jiyong last year. You were still trying to forget Jiyong, compelling yourself to stop loving him. It was impossible.

“Damn… it’s been a long time. So, your last boyfriend then”.

“Yep… I won’t ask you since you were in a relationship till recently”

“True, she was the last one. 2 months is long... Wait, where are you going???”

“I’m going to calm my hormones in the ocean. I’m suddenly horny and need a distraction. Hopefully the water will be cold enough”

“I’ll go with you, I need it too”

You entered the water running and laughing like kids. You felt light, like there was nothing going wrong in your life or in the entire world. You felt detached from reality but in a good way. The flowing of the tide was languorous, the ocean was forging its own sea-song.  The freshness of the water was invigorating. For at least an hour, you and Jiyong had bickered and played around, alone in your own little universe. You threw water at each other’s face, tried to immerse the other into the water, tried to surf on a cheap plastic plank that was abandoned on the shore, falling on each attempt and laughing like you didn’t have the chance to, lately. The only time you were out of the water was to take a sip of your drink that Daesung was keeping safe for you while sunbathing with Shirlee. It wasn’t quite a good idea to drink that much alcohol when horny … not a good idea at all. 

“Y/n… It didn’t work!” Jiyong said sheepishly.

“I mean it’s water,  it’s slippery… How could it worked” you answered, knowing exactly what he meant. 

“Water turns you on?”

“Damn… not the water itself. But a wet body against another wet body… I mean… Oh, shit! I didn’t mean that you turned me on, it’s not like that. It just reminded me of, you know… things I did in the past” 

It was a big fat lie. You never had sex in the water. But you won’t tell him that his hot and wet skin against yours made you even more needy than you were before. That the water dripping from his bang was sexy. That his muscular arms, shoulders and those damn abs were giving you bad thoughts. You couldn’t tell him anything like that.

“What are we gonna do about it?”

“I won’t do anything, what do you mean?”

“Well… maybe if we turn our back on each other, we can, you know… relieve ourselves. Together, doing our own little things but not... ”

“I got it Ji, no need to say more…”

Was it alcohol? The burning sun? His cute and so sexy smirk? For a moment, you played with the idea. Jiyong had reserved the most private resort he could find in the country and the beach was almost empty. You could see some people away but no one close enough to see anything that you were doing on the beach even less in the water. Some staff members were walking around, doing their own little things. No one cared about what you were doing. Beside, the water was deep blue and it was impossible to see through it.  You could easily jerk yourself off under the depth water and no one would notice.

“But if we turn around, Daesung will get suspicious, he will think we fight and start asking questions. He’s watching over us, you know”.

“Yes… But I can’t get out of the water hun, my cock refused to calm down”.

“You have a big problem, man. I’m so sorry for you” you mocked.

“You’re not helping at all” he was almost annoyed. You understood how he felt, after all, you were horny too. You were both adults, there must be a solution. After all, he proposed something interesting.

“Ji, you know, your hands are in the water right now and I see nothing. Go a little deeper, we won’t notice your arms and shoulders. Turn the other way around, that way you won’t see me while you… you know. I won’t see anything for sure. Don’t worry. Do what you have to do, I won’t look”

“Are you serious? What about you?”

“I’ll be just fine, no worry. I can wait for when I’m in my room”.

“Sure? Ok, you’re amazing!” he smiled widely.

You didn’t know it but as soon as he turned around, he was not so into it anymore. Maybe it was the thought of doing it with someone that was so exciting. A cute and stunning lady… so sexy in her bikini.

You had turned around to let him do his thing but horny you were too. Not to mention, Jiyong, the man you loved in silence for a complete year was about to stroke himself right now, you won’t miss it so you swan towards him. He was in a deep zone, but still able to touch the ground unlike you. You arrived from behind and hugged him tightly, your arms snaked around his neck, your knees keeping balance on each side of his hips, carefully not circling him.

“Is it good?” you murmured.

“What are you doing?”

“Joining the party” You didn’t know, but there was no party so far. His penis had even softened back to its almost normal size.

“Ooooh….”

Where Jiyong was standing you couldn’t reach the bottom, the water level reached your mouth, you tried and you choke on the salted water. You had to keep a hand on him.

“Hun, stay where you are, let’s do it together, but not together. Is it okay with you?”

“Oh Jiiii… I’ve already started” you purred.

“But you’re holding me…”

“Yes, I’m holding you. I won’t drown for an orgasm”.

“Fair enough… I shall get going too, then”

He was clearly not as cocky as he was 2 minutes ago. You figured that you surprised him with your initiative.

“If you prefer, I’ll leave you alone, no worry”.

“You know, I have a voyeur side inside of me, I love this idea too much to let you go”

“Good, cause I’m a tiny bit of an exhibisionnist… well, a big bit finally” you cutely added, knowing it was not an actual word.

He smiled and looked at you above his shoulder, shocked but excited to discover that spicy side of yours.

“Perfect match then” he stated.

“Turn your face around, put your hand on your dick and stroke yourself… let me do my thing…” you palmed his neck and guided his face the other way around so he would be looking at the ocean instead at you, holding onto his back like a baby koala.

“Lord, help me cause I’m a sinner”

He attentively tried to catch a hint on what was happening on his back. You were holding onto his shoulder with one hand and he didn’t see anything, didn’t feel anything. You were cautious not to make any wave. He wanted more visuals, not that he needed it. Just to add some zest to the experience.

“Are you doing it?” The tone of his voice, his signature soft voice, was the most comforting and exciting thing at the same time. He had the cutest and the sexiest tone ever.

“Ji, shut the fuck up”, you said a little short of breathe. So, you had started, he thought.

“Come on, give me something, love. Are you really masturbating?”

You stopped and this is when he noticed the difference of motion in his back, the difference of pressure your knees applied on his hips in order to stay still despite the waves. Suddenly, it was quieter, this is how he knew that indeed, you were doing it subtly.

“You want me to leave you alone?”

He turned around abruptly. Now facing you, the lust in his dark chocolate eyes was sparkling. A sight that you imagined so often, lightning up his beautiful features for your eyes only to see. Not to mention the sunlight gently caressing his skin. His eyes half closed because of the sun. His damped messy hair carelessly falling on his forehead and temples. This vision itself was enough for your heart to melt and your core to liquefy.

“Y/n, I don’t want you to leave. It’s just that I didn’t know if you were doing it for real, I want, I don’t know… I would like...”

“Don’t hold back, tell me exactly what you want, cause I’m horny here and I need to do something about it” you told him as you touched your thigh, a soft caress along your skin, looking straight into his eyes. You didn’t begin but you knew that the moment to come will be pure. Unselfish. Undemanding. Free.

He looked at the movement of your shoulder, he couldn’t see below that level. He wished he had chosen a turquoise and clear sea to be able to see everything that was happening under.

“I’m not sure of what I can ask in this kind of situation”

“Just if you still really want to, think of us as partners in crime.  We’re 2 needy adults that consent to masturbate side by side. We won’t touch each other, just be together while we’re both having fun with ourselves like you just suggested. Let’s say that everything that happens in the ocean, stays here in the ocean. We won’t remember it once we reach the shore and we’ll never talk about it anymore. Deal?”

“You’re wonderful. Deal”

“Now… close your eyes and touch yourself”.

Strangely, you were not uncomfortable with the situation. You knew that no matter what happened, you would be safe and respected. He would never mock you or judge you. You were free to be and act in complete harmony with your desires, without holding anything back. It was the perfect foundation for a meaningful dirty play. In that moment, your chemistry became an ever-bright flame.

He moved his hand down but refused to look anywhere but straight to your eyes. He never saw that luxurious expression on your face, never heard that carnal voice, almost too low to be heard. He needed to hear you moan. Were you the type to hold back because too shy to be heard? He doubts that, now. He wonders if you were more of a high-pitched sounds or a guttural moaner. Suddenly, it was the most important question to be answered.

“What are you doing?” This is when the now ‘face to face’ thing became more interactive. His piercing gaze was on you, it’s you that he was looking at, no one else. 

You smirked. He wanted to play that game, well you were hell of a player!

“You wanna know how I touch myself?” your voice was a low murmur, it sent shivers down his spine.

“Yes, tell me…” he gulped, unable to guess what was ‘really’ happening under the blue sea. How do you like to be caressed? What makes you cum?

“Right now, I’m taking it really slow and superficial…”

You paused to breathe. For obvious reasons, the oxygen demand in your cells has increased with all the symptoms that comes with it: fast heartbeat, short breath, your senses on red alert. 

 “I’m too excited, the second I touch my clit or slide a finger in, I will cum. I love that you’re asking me. It’s fucking hot” you miraculously were able to say.

“Your answer is hotter, believe me. You look really beautiful like that… So sexy…  tell me in detail everything that you’re doing”.

“I’m pinching my clit, I need to calm down... now squeezing it between my palms, it’s good” you moan softly. After a moment you shivered and it seemed that you stopped touching yourself, taking your hand out of the water to show him. 

“You were about to cum?” he smirked

“Fuck yes”.

“You love to touch yourself with me? You love that I look at you pleasuring yourself?”

You nodded, nothing else needed to be said. He grabbed your free hand, your right one, and nibbled every single fingertips, sucking gently. 

“It doesn’t taste anything but salt, damn it!”

His longing eyes never left yours. Just that, him desiring you, dirty talking to you, was sending you over the moon. He gently guided your hand in front of your core and his came back where it was: on your hip.

 “Jiii… now, I’m scratching it all with my nails, it hurts and it’s fun at the same time… ”

“YOU WHAT? Woah! You love when it’s painful?” he exclaimed, shocked. You were not exactly how he imagined you would be, sexually speaking. To be honest, he thought you were a sweet vanilla girl, one that prefers convenient sex more. That frosted side that he was discovering, pleased him a lot. 

“I love it when it hurts a little bit… I love when it burns… I love when it’s sucked hard. What are you doing?” you breathe slowly between each affirmation.

“Looking at you only, at the moment… I think I will cum in my pants just like that! Hands free orgasm! I bet your clit is swollen right now...”

“Let me see… oooh yes... It’s really sensitive. I’m tracing small lines up and down, it feels good. I won’t last long… I let my nail trails his way up… omph”

Your clit was indeed overflowing with blood. Knowing that Jiyong was watching made you more sensitive than you ever was before. Now that it has started, there was no way out of the game. You couldn't move away from his gaze even if you tried, like he’s eyes have short circuited your mind in the best possible way.

“So beautiful... Do you imagine your fingers to be someone else?”

“Nah! I’m right here with you, it’s already really arousing”

Of course, you won’t tell him that it’s his fingers that you imagine as you rubbed smooth circles across your clit. 

“Ji… It’s good… Now, I slide 3 fingers in… it’s so good… Jiii… I’m gonna cum… Oh lord… I knew I wouldn’t last” 

“I can see it… I feel your hips love… I bet you’re thrusting to meet your fingers, right? … you’re so hot”

You closed your eyes as you locked your hips against your hand, hitting your spot right away. With Jiyong’s obvious enjoyment, the ultimate pleasure hit you. You quivered erratically and in the process you pressed yourself against him.  His wet and slippery chest against yours was enough material for your next 5000 lonely nights. When your mouth founded his shoulder, you sank your teeth onto the trapeze muscle and took a big bite of him. You needed it to suppress your moans. He continued to encourage you, despite the pain.

“Don’t stop now, I’m sure you can surf on it a little longer… that’s it love… Softs movements this time, give yourself some tenderness, my wild flower… softer with your teeth too, please” he asked, cutely and you released some pressure on your teeth but kept your mouth there. “That’s it, moan for me… you make the hottest sounds I’ve ever heard”.

He was right, the orgasm lasted for a little while. Jiyong was holding you firmly against him, his head tilted against yours as he whispered sweet dirty words.You stopped the motion of your hand and stayed like that, holding onto him tightly. Pressing your whole self against his perfectly sculpted body. His soft skin. His melodic speaking voice. You needed time to calm your breath and heartbeat.  It was a one shot deal, you decided that you will take the best out of it for the time it lasts. Therefore, you snaked your arms around his neck, cautious not to touch his middle where his length was probably throbbing. The thought of it made you almost cum again, it certainly didn’t calm the fire that was still burning. Exhausted and feeling really brave, you’ll deal with the consequences later, your nose found the crook of his neck and you nuzzled against his watered and sun warmed skin, drops falling down on both of you from his damped and sexy hair. This intimate and loving contact was risky for your heart but his neck was so prettily offered, you couldn’t resist. It was hard not to nibble onto him. To kiss him. To taste him. To tell him that you love him.

You breathed slowly in his warmth for a moment, your body still trembling softly from the powerful orgasm you just had but mostly because of the proximity with him. The sensation of his strong arm holding your laps against his side while the other rested on the curve of your back, it was overwhelming.

“Your turn, now!” he needed his relief too, you hoped that you will be as hot for him as he was for you.

“Yes love, but can I do something first? You don’t have to say yes. I would like...”

“Don’t ask my permission, it’s our moment and I doubt that you want to do something that will harm me. Just do it”

He smirked, a fucking smirk that would have put you on your knees. A smirk that was never directed to you before. His hungry eyes were half closed but his gaze remained sharp. He was perfect. You felt his hands slide under your arms and played with the bikini top on your back.

“I want to feel you against me, may I?”

“Help yourself” you smiled, letting him play with the fabric of your top. It was so tiny, his fingers were gracing your skin and just that little contact was electrifying.

“What’s going on Ji? Is there a problem?” You teased as you joined your hands on the back of his neck, forearms on his shoulders. 

“Hun, where is the tie?” 

It was your turn to smirk. He frowned, scrutinizing your face. You were preparing something, it was obvious. 

“Remember my bikini? The knot under my boobs is what you’re looking for”.

“Oh my god! Like a bow on a gift! Isn’t easy to pull on a string and strip your boobs naked”

“Han, han!” you purred, with a tone that implied that you didn’t mind the strip tease. You teasingly stroked his calf with your foot. “So, what are you gonna do about it? If you want to feel my chest against yours, you know what you have to do”, you said, defying him.

“Are you challenging me?” he asked as his hands found your neck. His thumb traced a line down your throat and went lower to the swell of your breast. A soft and light caress, almost too soft to be felt. He wanted to tease you too, you were way too cocky and he needed to show you how he too, could be in control.

“Who’s challenging who now? You’d like me to pinch those nipples, right? To rub them between my fingers”

He said as he brought both hands in front of your boobs as if he wanted to grab them. But he never touched you. He stayed close enough for you to feel his warmth, feel a little contact here and there throughout the thin fabric, but never touching you for real.

“I’m sure you have a sensitive breast and that you are screaming from the inside right now. You would like to be touched so badly. Am I right?”

“...” excited at the idea, you could do nothing but grasp.

“Answer me, love”

“Yes, I would love your hands on my breast” you gulped.

“Well, too bad, you set the no touching rule” he winked “But I’ll free them and you’ll soon feel me, don’t worry”. It was ‘his turn’ and yet, you felt the center of the attention. The tables had to turn. 

His fingers slid down your breastbone, caressing your skin. There, he was touching you for real and it put you on fire again. He knew what he was doing, he noticed your shivers. When he found the bow, tied just under the swelling of your breasts, he had fun with the fabric before tearing the cords apart. Very slowly he pushed your bikini top to the side, his eyes on yours.

“So sensitive”

“Remember Ji, it’s no touching and no looking.” 

“You’ll be the end of me, you little brat”

He wasted no more time. With one hand, he grabbed you by the hip and dragged you closer. He turned his feet to the side to move his pelvis away from you and surrendered completely to what was to follow.

“Can I guide you?” You asked timidly.

“Yes, I’ve never tried that… Go ahead, be my hand”.

It was true. He had met willing women before but never playful the way you were. You were a mixture of sexy, dominant, cute and submissive. You loved it rough too, it seemed, even though what you were doing was quite soft. A perfect match for him.

“You’ll do exactly what I tell you to do. Okay?”

“Of course”

“Good… Let’s go… are you touching yourself right now?”

He showed you his free hand, the one not holding you.

“Let’s switch hands. I want you to hold your dick with your left…”

“YAH! Why my left? It’s not the good hand” he interrupted

“Oh, I know that” you winked “Go, now. Good!”

He sulked in annoyance but was ready to follow your lead nevertheless so he had switched arms. His right one was holding you against him, on that he won’t compromise.

“Very good Ji, let’s run your thumb on the tip slowly. Is it good?”

“Don’t apply much pressure on your shaft, keep your hand loose around it. We’re taking it slow!”

“I feel so vulnerable and so powerful at the same time, it’s ecstatic… I want more, give me more”

“ Shhhhh, one thing at the time. Don’t go too hard on it ok, gentle touch. Grab the skin between your penis and balls. Squeeze gently. Use your fingertips, it’s good, I see you love it. Palm it gently while your fingers tickle your balls… good… your face is telling me that we are doing a good job” he had closed his eyes shut. His breathing increased already.

“I need more”

“You’ll have more, shut it. Don’t hold your moans back though, ok? I want to hear your pleasure. Not too loud… that’s it, in my ear”.

“Baby can I stroke myself?”

“No, you can’t! Let go of me, I’ll stay in place no worry, look I’m rubbing myself against you… Good… Put your penis between your palms and roll your hands in opposite directions. If you like when it hurts, put more pressure, roll… roll… roll…” 

His face twisted in pleasure, moans slipping from his lips.

“Never done that to my dick, it feels good. Is this how you give a handjob?”

“I might do it, yes”

“mmmm, it feels so good baby… aaah”

You let him proceed and before you noticed a sign of impatience, you continued.

“Now, if you’ve never touched yourself like that, or never been touched like that, it might seem surprising. But obey, it will be good”

Curious, he opened his eyes and looked at you smirking.

“Okay…”

“Take your glands between your thumb and index and squeeze very geltly. Apply this pressure all around the circumference. Don’t brush your fingers together, it will hurt. Just put pressure. Squeeze... Are you there? Keep your fingers smooth but be firm on the grip. Press firmly.”

“It feels so good… aaah”

 “Apply as much pressure as you can take. It has to be a little painful, but just a little Ji, we want it to be fun”.

The only sounds slipping from his lips were soft moans. He seemed to enjoy the touch. Maybe you surprised him. You hope you did.

“Open your eyes Ji. I want you to know that it’s with me that you are jerking off with. Keep those eyes on me”.

“Of course it’s you… you’re the only one here with me”

“I certainly hope so. Now, circle the base of your cock with your thumb and one finger, only one. Don’t put too much pressure. Are you doing it?”

“Yes…”

“Move your hips back-and-forth. Fuck your own hand slowly, gently… Good job! It’s increasing, isn't it?”

“Yes, I could cum like that”

“Then loosen your fingers, loosen it right now!”

“I fucking hate you”  he was frustrated but he obeyed nevertheless.

“I know you do, I know… I’m so mean when you were so good for me” you took your sweetest voice, your innocent voice. One that he didn’t know you had.

“Keep your fingers loose and pump now, real slow. How does it feel?

“Way too good… but it’s not my hand”

“Ooooh, may I ask?”

“Yours” he said, looking straight into your eyes, waiting for your reaction. You blush, shy.

“Does my hand feel good, around your cock?” you were already back to the play.

“It feels better than mine...” he murmured. 

“Amazing, now, put more pressure around your cock and go just a little faster with those hips. Fuck yourself in my hand”

He moaned, sweet sounds falling from his lips. You pressed yourself against him, your hard nipples caressing him as you both breathed in and out slowly.

“You love it, when I guide you?” you whispered in his ear.

“mmm” he moaned

“Use your words”

His eyes started to roll back, aroused. It was beautiful to witness.  He was weak on his legs, holding still with a solid grip on your hip. 

“I love when you guide me”.

“I can see that you do. Let go of your cock and play with your balls a bit. Squeeze them. Feel their weight”

“Jesus Christ… I was about to cum

“Oh, I know” you teased murmured in his ear. “But I’m not ready to let you  just yet. Are you playing with your balls?”

 “Hum, hum...I never loved to play with my own balls before today…”

“Can you use both hands? Yes? okay. Grab your cock with your fist and stroke not so gently while the other hand squeeze your balls… good, you’re doing good… Stroke again slowly but with a strong grip. Ji, slow down, I see you are cheating. Good… Twist your shaft when you come up, slowly, does it feel good?” His grin told you that he really enjoyed it.

“Yes…. ah… Y/n,  you’re evilish”

His sweet sounds, his voice that you always found so soothing, was now turning you on, it lit a fire between your legs. Again.

“Faster baby, faster…. Now stop”

“What? No…I can’t stop” he continued to stroke, you could tell by the movement of his shoulder.

“No?” 

“Y/n… I’m… aaaah… Argh” he could barely stay on his feet while he ejaculated in a violent burst, screaming your name out loud.

“ARE YOU GUYS OKAY”? You heard Daesung asked from the beach.

“DON’T WORRY DAE, HE WALKED ON A SHELL” you answered, your eyes on Ji. 

The sight of him as he reached his orgasm was the definition of beauty and hotness. He was perfect and so was the moment. His head tilted to the side and his mouth twisted open, he was in a blissful agony.

“aaah… aaaah”

“Don’t you dare stop moving your hand, you have more juices, I’m sure of it. Feel me against you, imagine it’s my hand, mouth, core… Whatever you prefer but keep going. I want you to empty that load… Stroke yourself… continue”

One last softer moan, a great final thrill and he was done. You felt his whole body relax against yours and his face fell on your shoulder, panting. He kissed it gently as soon as his lips landed on your skin. He was breathing heavily in your ear, the most endearing melody of them all. Combined with the murmur of the waves, it couldn’t be more perfect.

You were not sure if your heart would survive this. Not sure at all that you will be okay with him, having a girlfriend later, now that you know how he sounds like when he was having sex. How he feels. How he looks. How playful he was. You don’t think that you will be able to breathe, imagining him with another woman. Making love to her… No, you don’t have the right to think like that… You were just a lost case.

You moved away from him and gave him your most reassuring smile. He cannot know what’s got into your mind right now. That suddenly, instead of letting go of him, you would do the exact contrary. You would snuggle yourself against him and stay there forever and ever, in the comfort of his arms. 

“Thank you, it was… I have no words. And we didn’t even touch!”

“I know, right?” 

“Will you be okay with it? At home, I mean”.

“Absolutely” you lied “You?”

“Okay, good then. Good. Me too.” He showed no signs that it could be otherwise.

Both amazed by what just happened, you walk away from each other. Reality was hitting you both and you didn’t seem to want that moment to end. Neither of you. But you had to go back to your reality now.

You wanted to fix your bikini top but he stopped you, grabbing your hand between his, keeping them against his chest.

“Let me do it, hun. With the non touching thing and in the middle of the ocean, the aftercare are limited. At least, let me put it back in place for you”.

You nodded, he continued.

“You’re okay? Are you always that rough with yourself?” he asked as you placed the triangle back in place, this you won’t let him do. You felt no judgement in his tone though, just curiosity.

“I was not rough today, Ji. I even showed you my vanilla side”.

“What we did was soft, I agree. But the way you caress yourself, and me indirectly, it was not the softest touch. I didn’t know you had that in you. It was nice, I loved it”.

“Agreed, it was really nice”.

He tied the knot back in place between your boobs. After one look to approve his doing, he declared that you were all good to get out of the tub.

“Do you regret it?”

“I don’t. You?”

“Nope”

“What happened in the water stays in the water?”

“Absolutely. Let’s forget it ever happened even though it will be rough”.

 You swam towards the shore gently, side by side, as if nothing sexual ever happened. 

“Do I have a mark on my shoulder”.

“Oooh, that? Oopsie” you answered cutely. 

“You think you’re a shark or something? Jesus, it will hurt for days”

“I’m sorry but not sorry at the same time, it’s hard to explain” you teased.

“You little brat”

“Am I?” You shrugged  “But how are you gonna hide it from Dae?”

“I won’t, I’ll say that I’ve been bitten by a fish. Even better! I’ll say that mama shark bite me”

You both laughed and you realised that he had swam behind you. Snaking his arms around your waist, he said 

“Thanks Y/n, seriously. I won’t talk about it, it’s the deal. But it will be really hard to forget”

“Agreed. Thanks to you too, it wouldn’t have been that magical without you”.

Even though you didn’t really touch each other, you felt connected to him in the most beautiful and voluptuous way. A bittersweet feeling invaded you. You didn’t regret what happened but you wish you could have more of him. All of him. His love, for example. 

Before you parted, the aching to be in his arms began anew.

Present day

When you opened your eyes later that morning, you were laid under his comforter. For some reason, at the end of the night you were agitated in your sleep and couldn’t rest comfortably.  It gave you a weird feeling of anxiety. Was it because you were in Jiyong’s bed? In 5 years of friendship, the only time that you found yourself here was when your niece got sick. More likely, pretended to be dying from a runny nose just to be taken care of by the man of her dreams, the one and only Jiyong oppa, as she called him so cutely. Jiyong was so endearing to watch as he rubbed camphre on her back with caring hands. He was taking care of the sick little princess as if she was really dying. It was touching and cute and adorable. It’s probably then that you realised that he was the man you loved. Damn, it was already 3 years ago, how can time fly that fast?

“What makes you smile like that” his voice was sleepy and soft. So soothing and familiar that you calmed down a bit. At least, felt less out of place.

“I just remembered when the little princess slept here, between us. She used all sorts of tricks to get you to take care of her. Damn, I should learn from her, she can get what she wants just clicking her little chubby fingers. She mastered the art” you joked.

“Aaaw! She was so sweet. It was fun to take care of her with you. I felt like I was a king”

You burst out laughing. 

 “Duh! I couldn’t take care of her, she only wanted you. Jiyong oppa here, Jiyong oppa there”.

You turned to face him, holding your head in your hand. It seemed that he was awake for a little while, he had filled an entire notebook with lyrics, drawings and song ideas.

“You couldn’t sleep”? you asked, reaching out to pull back a strand of hair that was falling before his eyes. 

“Nope, you snore too much,” he joked as he felt one finger grazing his skin. How could such a simple contact could feel so good? Because it was you, probably.

You knew he was teasing you. For some reasons, you felt the need to get closer to him. To cuddle up with him. To show him that whatever happened last night, you were there, by his side. But not knowing how he would react, you restrained yourself from doing it.

“Jiyong, can you believe that in 5 years, it’s the second time that I sleep in your bed? It’s so comfy, we should be doing it more often”

“You… you want to sleep in my bed?”

“Relax loverboy, I said it like that. I just realised that whenever I sleep here, it’s always on the couch… I didn’t mean anything. Anyway. I’ll get going, I have to work in the afternoon”. 

“Already? Normally you stay a little longer. Can you stay a little longer?”

“What’s gotten into you? Last night you didn’t talk to me. This morning I want to let you have your space and you want me to stay. I’m not following, Ji”.

“Well, I really want you to stay. I need to clear up my mind. I need to…” he stopped when your body crashed against his. His hands came to rest on your back, his nose on the top of your head. You felt so good against him with your scent invading him, it was endearing. He knew your intention was to comfort him. He knew you were just worried, thinking that something bad was going on. Maybe that was it, after all. Maybe it will soon be the end of your friendship because of his stupid ass. 

“I’ll stay like that for 5 minutes, then I’ll leave. I really need to get going, I have some shopping to do before my shift. If you want to talk, I’m here. Otherwise, I’ll just listen to your heartbeat and relax before the day starts. You’re so comfy, Ji.” 

You snuggled closer against him. His delicate smell was so familiar and appealing at the same time. You didn’t know where to place your hands, though. Hugging was not a habit of yours. Even less hugging in bed like that. In what situation did he put himself, he wondered. 

“I might have a question… Do you remember what happened in Jeju Island last year? Do you remember the kiss that we shared?”

You froze. You didn’t see it coming at all. Why asking you this after all this time? You coughed, sign that you were uncomfortable. Clearly, you knew what he was talking about. And your little cough won’t be unnoticed or misinterpreted by his sharp ass. He continued.

“Do you think about it, sometimes?”

“No, why would I?” you giggled, nervously. There was nothing funny with his question. “Sorry Ji, I didn’t mean to laugh, it’s not funny. You caught me by surprise”

“I do, think about it… From time to time, I do. Lately, I think about it even more often”

You moved away from him and laid on your back. You shouldn’t have come in his bed last night. You had crossed a line and it could be misinterpreted by him. What have you done?

“Why, though?" 

“Do I need a reason to remember good memories? You know, it was not a simple peck, it was so passionate and emotional. I’ve never been kissed like that before or after. Of course, I will think about it”.

“Well, yes, I do think about it too, indeed”.

Your eyes met his. He seemed sad, desperate and shocked. Something was happening in his life and he needed to remember comforting moments, you thought. Maybe he felt that raw and pure love that you had for him, when you kissed. 

“You loved it?”

“What’s that question? Ji, you’re making me feel uncomfortable. You were there, do I really have to tell you how I felt? Didn’t you feel me? See me? I have nothing to add.”

“Don’t be mad at me, please. I was just… I don’t know. But please, I beg you, don’t be mad at me today”.

“I’m not mad, I just don’t want to think about it, it won’t do any good. Listen, I have to go. I forgot that I have to give a lift to a coworker”.

“You’re running away from me” he said, grabbing your side to keep you from standing up.

“Yes. I am, I admit”.

“Please don’t leave me like that”

“Ji, I will be back, I’m not cutting ties with you. I just need to work. And when we meet again, I don’t want you to remember that kiss… or talk about it”.

“Then, what about the other thing we did, in the ocean?”

“Ji, stop. I don’t want to remember any of it….”

“Why? Do you regret what we did?” he wondered.

You tried to escape the bed but he dragged you closer to him instead. He captured you in his arms and kept you there. You still felt safe and you knew that he would let go of you the second you ask for it. Despite, you didn’t move back. 

“I promise I won’t talk about any of it… But, please. Can I please hug you a little longer. I need to… I just need it”.

He was so emotionally raw that you couldn’t refuse. After all, you will never be able to escape Jiyong for good, will never have the wish to do so anyway. You relaxed in his arms and gently leaned your head on the same pillow as him. He felt all the muscles of your body relax at the same time and you melted in his arms, cute little spoon that you were. Finally, you had let go.

“I lied. Not only do I want to talk about it, I also want to do it again. I want to do it all the time” he said. But it’s your cute little snore that answered on your behalf. You had fallen asleep, in the security of his arms.

“You chose your moment to fall asleep, you little brat” he laughed. 

It was a good thing that you didn’t hear it. It won’t risk your friendship for a dirty play. He couldn’t lose you, you were too important for him. He won’t let that happen. With a kiss on your head, he pressed his legs against the back of yours. Then, he abandoned himself to sleep, too.

Last year, sharing one hot kiss.

With a bunch of friends, you had rented a few condos units in Jeju Island to celebrate Jiyong’s birthday. He had a girlfriend at that time but it’s during this week-end that she had decided to break up with him, telling him that he was “too much to handle” for her liking.

What was supposed to be a fun week-end, turned out to be a blast for everybody except for Jiyong and you. How were you supposed to be happy when your best friend was crying alone outside in the dark.

“Leave me alone, Y/n. I just need some time”.

“I know, don’t worry, I only brought you a blanket, it’s frisky tonight!”

He noticed that indeed, you had laid a big comfy blanket on his shoulders. You knew better than him! He was cold and didn’t even notice. He sighed, heavy.

“See? I didn’t realise that it was cold. How can I notice that she was unhappy with me when I can’t even notice when the temperature drops”

“Ji, I know it hurts, believe me, I know…”

“Duh! As far as I know, you’ve always been the one to leave.Have you ever been dumped?”

“No, I haven’t but I know how a one side love feels like”.

“You never told me that you were in love with someone that doesn’t love you back…” 

He was talking very slowly, struggling with his pronunciation. He probably won’t remember any of it tomorrow.

“I don’t tell you every single thing that happened to me. Listen, I’ll leave you alone. Text me if you need me, I’ll be here in a second”.

“Nah, stay here and share that bottle of vodka with me”.

He had caught sight of the bottle you were holding with one hand. Sitting by his side, you had handed him the precious liquid. He took a long sip, making an appreciation sound when he was done.

“Aaaah! Thanks, hun. The lost cause is happy”.

Judging by his speech and his general condition, it was far from his first consommation tonight. He was wasted. Once again, you stayed silent. You knew he was having an emotional breakdown right now, you’ve been there yourself. He was so in love with that model and he didn’t see it coming at all, of course he was broken. It was breaking your heart to see him that sad.

“You must be happy, right? You never loved her!”

“You think I’m happy when I can feel your sadness with every cell of my body?”

“You heard me”

“Jiyong, don’t go there. We’ll fight and I don’t want to fight with you”.

“Pfff. I know what you are thinking”.

“You don’t know, stop being like that”.

“Or what?” 

“Or nothing. Just stop. I explained myself many times before. You know why I never loved her. But she seemed to make you happy so I was making great efforts not to get in your way”.

“Ooooh, is this why I didn’t see you the last month or so?”

“Damn, didn't you realize that I had been discreet so as not to harm your relationship with the asshole”?

“I told you, I’m too stupid to realise what’s under my nose. She is right, I didn’t take good care of her”.

“Okay, Ji, that’s enough. She was a manipulative woman, she was using you to boost her own career. You did everything to please her and yet she asked for more. I told you all that before but you didn’t believe me. Next time, trust my intuition. I’m never wrong”.

“I thought you were jealous”.

“I wasn’t jealous. I was mad because she was treating you badly and you refused to see it. But yes, you’re right too. I was jealous… I got to see you less because of her and it hurt. You didn’t even notice that I disappeared from your life, it pissed me not gonna lie”.

“Oh no! Shit. I’m gonna throw up”.

He did throw up for almost 30 minutes outside in the parking lot and even after, when he laid in bed. You couldn’t let him in that state, scared that he might vomit in his sleep and choke on it. That night, you didn’t close your eyes, looking out for him. Wiping his mouth after each puke, cleaning the floor, giving him water, meds and fresh linen for his forehead. You did it because this is how he deserves to be treated. With care and affection.

Just before going back in Seoul, as you were about to close the door of the condo that you had rented for yourself, he appeared behind you and snaked his arms around your chest, in a protective manner.

“Y/n… I want to thank you for staying by my side all this time. I know you wanted to try hitting on Jae but you couldn’t because of me.  Thanks, I really appreciate it. And I’ll invite him over for you to meet again.”

“Don’t mention it, it’s alright. And turns out that Jae is a douche, so forget it”.

“What happened?”

“Well, yesterday morning, he came out of his condo with 2 girls under his arms”.

“What’s the problem? If they all consented…” you closed the door and turned towards him. He was clearly not getting the point here.

“Problem is, he didn’t invited ME”

“Ooooh…. I see”.

“No, you cannot get it. You don’t know what it is because you have never experienced it. All the girls are at your feet. You enter a room and all eyes are on you. Women want you, men want you. Elders want you as their son-in-law. You don’t know what it’s like to feel ugly, unnoticed and unwanted. I’m sorry but you…”

You couldn’t finish your phrase. He stepped towards him and held your face in his chest, whispering soft words in your ears while you cried not so cutely. You felt good, thus wrapped in the comfort of his arms.

“We were 4 women Ji. Fucking 4. He invited 2 of them to his bed, the other one is Youngbae’s girl. You know what it means? Out of the three, I was the fucking last choice. How’s that?”

“I’m sorry hun, I really am. But maybe, he didn’t invite you because you were taking care of me. YES! That must be it. He invited them 2 to replace the only one he wanted to have sex with. See? It takes 2 to replace you!”. He wanted to cheer you up and it was working. 

“You’re silly” you smiled even though you knew he was wrong.

You had calmed down, so you stepped back from him. You were normally not cuddly with each other. Not that you didn’t like the contact, it was just like that. His arms didn’t feel uncomfortable but it was not fun either. The whole situation, the whole week-end was not.

As he looked into your sad eyes, he did the only thing that came into his mind. It was stupid to do but he didn’t had much time to think about it, he acted on an impulse.

“Well, now you will be able to say that you were kissed by the legendary G-Dragon”

And he had leaned in, lifting your chin up with his index. 

What he wanted to be a soft peck became a surprisingly hot and feverish kiss. One that normally leads directly to bed, don’t pass go, don’t claim 200 dollars. Whose tongue was inside the other’s mouth first? He couldn’t tell.  After a short moment, he had withdrawn in shock but when your finger traced the spot on your lips that he just left, he had no choice but to dive in for a second taste.  

It was delicious. He melted into you like ice-cream under the warm sun and so did you. He felt like he belonged next to you, and you next to him. It seemed that your lips were drawn to fit his. That your tongue was made to dance with his. That his hands were the perfect size to circle your waist. Not only your bodies were in perfect harmony, that kiss held the sweetness of your friendship combined with a million loving thoughts. It all condensed into a moment of burning heat.  

He had just felt your boobs pressed against him and your mouth against his neck, a delightful sensation, when you heard someone coming your way. Youngbae was coming out of his condo, he would soon turn the corner and discover you. Unfortunately, you had to split apart. To stop that fire that had ignited. That desire that consumed you. 

“Ji, we shouldn’t have crossed that line…” you pushed him away.

“I know. Let’s forget it happened” he answered in shock, not sure about what just happened and why it was not a good idea. It was so perfect, it couldn’t be a bad thing.

“Good idea” 

It seems that you were equally eager to end the conversation. Obviously, both for different reasons.

“Are you mad, Y/n?” he asked later, in the plane.

“Mad about what?”

“Duh, the kiss!”

“What kiss?” you answered, determined never to think about what had just happened.

To this day, you never said anything about it. It was almost like a faded dream. Did it ever happen? 

Present day

When you had woken up after your little nap close to lunch time, you felt reposed and relaxed. Jiyong was spooning you, his arms clutching onto your waist. His warm chest rose against your back at the rhythm of his soft breathing. On your neck was the most satisfying thing that you ever felt in your life, Jiyong’s warm breath. Smiling, you softly turned around to face him, you needed to look at his perfect face. You made sure to be as quiet and gentle as possible not to wake him up. Unnoticeable like a mouse.

When you faced him, his naked legs automatically intertwined with yours. He dragged you closer to him with one strong arm and your hands landed on his chest. Snuggling your nose against his shirt, you felt butterflies dancing in your stomach, threatening to fly away with your heart on the same occasion.  Was the mornings in his arms always perfect like that?

“Mmmmm hun, you feel good” It was not a question, it was a statement whispered with his lazy voice. One that leaves no place to doubt, hatred or anxiety. A voice that could heal a broken heart and guide another out of the darkest places. 

He knew that it was you in his arms and still, he didn’t flinch. You felt so stupidly good that you had to stand up and leave. It was too perfect. Too intimate. Too soothing. Your heart won’t survive this. For the sake of your mental health, you had to leave now. 

“I have to go Ji, I’ll be late”.

“Already? No, stay a little longer. We’re so comfy”

He hasn't opened his eyes yet, still blurred from sleep. He seemed so peaceful, it was endearing. You didn’t know what was going on with him, but one thing was certain, he hadn’t been himself since last night.  He even had shown small changes in his behavior in recent weeks. 

Brushing these thoughts on the side, you moved away from his arms. You’ll have plenty of time to fall in the downward spiral of sadness later, thinking that you will never be his. That he will never be yours. You escaped the peaceful cocoon you were wrapped in and went out of his bed. Out of his house. Out of your own mind.

Later that day, after your shift

As you arrived at your place, you opened your message app and started to read it. At the same time, you took your shoes off by shaking your feet one by one, over the rug in the hall. Right after your shower when you sat on the couch with a bowl of Japchae, you passed out exhausted.

Meanwhile, Jiyong was upside down. He had spent the day thinking of you, your relationship. He was affirmative, his feelings for you had changed, he was deeply in love with his best friend. There was no doubt in his mind. And he had no idea how you would react to it.

He didn’t want to lose you, but the feeling was so strong now that he accepted it, he had to confess. He needed to. 

Unlike your habit, and the timing couldn’t be more paradoxical, you had left him on read all day. It happened once before but it was because you were too busy with work. Why did it have to happen on a day like today, when he was already so out of his mind. Did you feel him today? Did you realize the changes taking place in him? Was that why you ignored his calls and texts? Were you angry? Maybe you found him too clingy. Maybe he made you feel uncomfortable.  He was going crazy with all these questions when he realised that it was already 2am. It was obvious that he wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. Sighting, he wore his ‘incognito costume’, meaning jogging pants, a hoodie, a face mask and a beanie. Nothing fancy, nothing to expose his identity. Hopefully, the streets will be empty at this time of the night.

He walked around his neighbourhood, wandering. He could only think of you, what your reaction could be when he’ll open his heart to you. He didn’t want to imagine the worst, he couldn’t imagine you rejecting him, his heart felt heavy with pain just at the thought of it. With the consequences that this could bring, the changes to your relationship. We should not dwell on it. He had to go heart first and confess, hoping for the best.

He realized that he was now in front of your apartment block, that he had been walking along your street for a while now, like a stalker. What if something happened bad to you? Just thinking about it made him anxious. He needed to see you, to make sure that first you were safe and warm and second that you were not mad at him. That he didn’t lose you. But why would you be mad? It was a downward spiral of thoughts. It had to stop.

He entered the building with his key, took the elevator and then ran in the hallway impatiently. He couldn’t wait to see you. To tell you. It was a strong and invalidating feeling, he had to confess. His heart had to come back to normal, otherwise he would go crazy.

Unable to wait for you to open the apartment door, he slammed it open. What he discovered inside broke him into pieces, in the best way possible. You were wearing that same old clothes he saw you so often with. That horrible kit that made him hiss in disapproval each time he saw you dressed in. There was nothing he could do to make you stop wearing it. He had tried it all.  Somewhere along the way, he had let go. It was a really good thing, it allowed him to discover you curled up on the couch with untouched food on the table near you. Your hands were hidden in the sleeves of your sweater, joined under your chin. You were so cute, peacefully asleep in your comfort clothes, his heart melted.

He squatted down in front of you and with much tenderness, he caressed your face. He didn’t want to wake you up, he just needed to touch you. He was finally able to breathe. 

You felt his hand on your cheek and automatically, you knew it was Jiyong. You must have been dreaming, you were at your place, alone. Humming with content, you whispered his name with a satisfied smile across your lips and turned to face the other side. 

“Sleep, hun… I’ll wait tomorrow, I can wait now”.

“Ji?” you exclaimed in surprise. “What are you doing here?” you asked as you rub your eyes and opened the light that sat on the low table. When you discovered his features, you jumped off the couch and sat on the floor in front of him. “What’s going on? What happened”.

He didn’t understand what you meant, he didn’t say anything yet 

“Ji, you cried! What happened?”

“I cried? ooooh, yes” patting his face he realized that he did, indeed, have semi-dried tears on his cheeks. So he cried and didn't realize it.

“Why??? What happened?” you asked in a hurry.

“Nothing happened. I just cried…”

“Something must have, you had cried and landed in my living room at 3 am” you cupped his cheeks and started a visual inspection of him. You needed to make sure that he was okay, that nothing happened to him. That he was not sick or hurt physically at least. He found you beautiful.

“I love you”

“Yes Ji, I know… love you too” you answered mindlessly as you scritized his face, concentrating on your inspection.

He grabbed your wrists and held your hands close to his heart. He had started to talk, he couldn’t stop now. He didn’t want to. With all his courage and all the hope he could gather, he repeated.

“Y/n, I love you” 

“...”

“I love you”

You understood what he just said, the words he pronounced but not quite the meaning. You locked eyes with him, searching for an answer to your unspoken question. His beautiful eyes were not sparkling exactly the same way than before. He seemed agitated and peaceful at the same time, it was strange.

“Ji? What’s going on? Are you drunk?”

“Yah… Pabo! Let’s sit more comfortably, I’ll explain”.

You both transferred on the couch, sitting face to face with your knees up under your chin. You held your legs against your chest in a comforting manner. He couldn’t resist the temptation to touch you and he placed a hand flat on your forearm, amazed by your beauty as much as touched by your obvious concern.

“Y/n… Let me talk please”

It made you smile. If the situation would have not been that tensed, you would have laughed your ass out and mock him. 

“I didn’t place a word Ji, I’m waiting for you to explain your interruption in my living room in the middle of the night. I think it’s fair to say that I’m letting you talk”.

“Yes, sorry” he scratched his head with shyness “what I meant was let me talk before you do. But first, why didn’t you answer my calls or texts today? I was scared something happened to you”.

“I figure, sorry Ji. I was dead busy today, couldn’t find the time to eat anything or rest. I took a shower and wanted to call you but the minute I sat on the couch, I fell asleep. I didn’t mean to make you worry”

“Fair enough… and what happened at work today? You had a good day? Did you finally decide to buy yourself a cat?”

“Ji…” you cut him. He was running around the bush and you became impatient. “Ji, tell me. What is it about?”

“I promise you that if you don’t feel the same way, I’ll be okay, I’ll manage to survive. Goodness, I’m petrified”.

While he took his sweet time to say what he had to say, an image was forming in your mind. Did he mean what you think he meant? It couldn’t be possible. Febrile, hope bloomed inside of you.

“Ji… what’s going on?”

“I love you”

The mocking gaze of your best friend was gone. Instead, in his eyes you saw a loving feeling come to life. You read in it doubt and hope. Lots of hope. In his eyes, new sparks you never thought that would shine on for you.  This beautiful vision speaked louder than words.

“I realised lately that you’re the one I want to share my life with. The affection I had, it changed into love. Now, I smile like an idiot when I hear your voice. I melt when you pronounce my name. I want my hands on you all the time. I want to hug you. I want to be a better person and make you proud. I want the world a better place just for you to be more safe. I want to make you happy, just like you make me. I want to kiss you. I want to hold your hand on my way to paradise if it exists, and I want to be born with you again in our next life. Say something please…”

“That hand of mine will hold yours till the end of our life and again in the next one. I promise you that”. 

It was not what he expected to hear. He was so scared that you would reject him, he never thought you would really share his feelings. He just hoped with all his heart, unsure and nervous. Therefore, he was unable to process the words you spoke.

“What?”

You didn’t repeat, instead you leaned in and kissed him, putting all your love in the kiss. The tenderness you feel for him, the passion too. You put all those intentions as your lips sealed with his. Tears went down both your cheeks and mixed together before falling on your clothes.

“You love me?” he asked between the kisses. “For real?” 

He cupped your cheeks with a tenderness that you never felt before. His hands on you was now the only thing that matters.

“Ji, I love you. I love you so much… loved you for years now”.

“Woah, really?”

“Let’s not talk about it yet, we have plenty of time ahead. But yes, I love you. I thought I was so obvious”.

“Not at all, I didn’t realize. I’m sorry love, to realize that you were mine this late”.

“It’s okay Ji, I never thought that you could love me back so I'm more than happy right now. I’m in heaven”.

“Me too”

You looked at each other, smiling shyly.

“I can’t wait to bring you out on our first date. It will be so nice to hold your hand… to show everybody that you are mine, that I’m the luckiest man who got the prettiest girl”.

“Aaaaw Ji”

Your heart was so light but it was beating fast at the same time. You were happy like you were never before. You felt fully and wonderfully alive, loved and overwhelmed. Jiyong’s features told you that he felt the exact same way about you. He had that shy loving smile of his. 

“Ji… Is this for real?”

“I could ask you the same”

“Love of my life…” you whispered as you kissed him a sweet and feverish kiss. You broke contact and plonged your eyes into his “you have no idea how you make me feel right now. I’ve been longing for you, for your kisses and touch all this time. I was loving you in silence and now I can finally touch you. I don’t mean sexually… Just to be able to cup your beautiful face like that and I’m in heaven” you said as you cupped his face and kissed the tip of his nose. 

“I doubt the ‘not sexually’ part but I know exactly how you feel. It seems like you are too far away from me. You would be sitting on my lap and you would still be too far. I’m craving for you”

“Come” you said, standing up. You took his hand in yours and as you walked backwards, you guided him towards your bedroom.  His smile grew bigger.

“Where are we going?”

“You confessed your love to me while I was wearing those clothes that you hate so much. I think it’s only fair that we take them off now… I mean, not to ruin your mood”

“You… you sure?”

“Not a bit… I’m scared that I will deceive you. I’m scared that you will not love what you see…”

“Shhhhh” he stopped you with a kiss “there is no such thing possible. You walked naked so many times before me, I already know all your curves”

“I never walked naked in front of you…”

“You do”

“Nope…”

“all the time…”

“Wanna see what naked is? Let me show you” you took your clothes off in the speed of light, exposing your naked forms in front of him. “See? Have you ever seen me naked like that before?”

He smiled a cocky smile and pushed the clothes that were on the floor with his foot. He didn’t answer your question; instead, he held out a trembling hand, the only clue of the fire roaring in him. He put it flat on the side of your neck. His touch was delicate and full of love. You felt his raw emotion in the way he was touching you, looking at you.  He couldn't believe he was so lucky. That you were his and you felt the same.

“I love what I see. I love every inch of that body because it’s yours. I will love and cherish it until the day I die”

A single tear fell down off your eyes. There was no cloud under your sky and if ever you meet some along the way, you will certainly find a way to overcome it. Of that, you had no doubt. 

“I love you Jiyong”

“I love you Y/n”

Without another word, he lifted you from the ground and transported you to you to your bed. With all the love he had, and all the love you had too, you started your new life together in the most beautiful way possible.

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G-dragon fluff Drabble pleaseeee + no specification

a/n: god i forgot how much i love writing for jiyong PLS - ruby

✵ gn!reader, baking together, established relationship, winter vibes but no holiday specified!

Jiyong’s lips catch yours the moment you turn from the counter, tasting like chocolate chips from stolen bites of cookie dough. Your flour-caked hands leave palm prints on his dark shirt, but he merely pulls you closer with a grin, chest expanding beneath your touch with a stifled laugh.

“You--…” He tries to silence you with a kiss, but you persist. “Need to stop… Eating.. The cookie… dough.” The words come out in a staccato between pecks, your mouth curling into a knowing smirk when he huffs in response. “Or else I won’t be able to make these cookies you said you’d die without.”

When he pulls away to reply with a snarky retort, you take the opportunity to snake your way out of his grip, barely escaping his sticky, sugary fingers as they attempt to latch onto the tie of your apron. The neatly tucked bow unravels, but you sacrifice the fabric and reach for the bowl of cookie dough while Jiyong growls playfully behind you.

“Baby…” He whines, as you hold the bowl above your head with both hands. “Hand it over!”

You giggle before clearing your throat, forcing your expression into feigned determination. “Over my dead body,” you state, raising your chin. The kitchen sits in silence for a moment, two, and then Jiyong has that look; eyes thinned, dark pupils sparkling.

You’ve been chased by him enough to recognize his familiar stance, and you barely take off before he does, the sound of his socks sliding against the tile filling your ears seconds later.

-

❅ snowy sunday drabbles ❅

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[an-annyeoing-writer]

[ You are my everything. My moonlight, my milkyway, my everything. ]

The words, appearing on Jiyong’s wrist in the middle of a concert, stayed there even after he walked off the stage and rested in an empty room, observing lazily the messy handwriting, the one he was so used to by now. He leaned against the backrest of a sofa, so tired that he was surprised he didn’t fall asleep on spot just yet. Taking a pen off a nearby table, he extended his wrist to write.

[ This is the most cliche thing you’ve ever wrote. ]

The reply came soon after.

[ I was feeling sentimental. I could always draw a dick on my face in the middle of your concert, Jiyonie. ]

[ What did I do to deserve a pain in the ass like you? ]

[ Maybe saved the world in your previous life? Because your current one would be boring as hell without me. ]

Against himself, he smiled lightly. But reaching to write another reply, his head unwittingly tilted on his side, and his breath slowed down as the idol slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next message would be washed off before he’d manage to wake up and read it. It only said,

[ Rest already, you idiot. ]

followed by a small drawing of a crown.

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[sunshine-yellow-hue]

G-Dragon drabble?

because i miss him

it was midnight when I decided to just rewatch Bigbang's live performances. Jiyong joined in while I was watching them perform Sober in Osaka.

"Time is so damn slow

I'm just growing old, I live like I'm dead

I have so many damn things to do

but I have nothing I want to do"

"You have such great vocals", I leaned into him. He shrugs with a smug look on his face and I gave him a scoff for being cocky.

"Without you, everything is hard"

"Seungri sings really well", I blurted out. He suddenly leaned into me and sang along Seungri's parts.

"Without you, this dark night, this cold world

It's too hard for me"

He moved closer, our noses touching. He continued to sing along.

"Without you, I'm still left alone here

I'm waiting for you, only believing in you

But I'm a fool, no no no"

He caresses my fingers, noticing the golden ring my mother gave me as a gift.

"Gold looks good on you. I might slip a ring around your finger sooner."

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[loveandturmoil87]

The other man ~ Epilogue

A/N ~ Finally I finished it!!!! This is for @helvonasche, this is the fic that brought us together and made her send funny butt anon messages to me. You guys can thank her for this one.

Pairing ~ Kwon Jiyong x Reader

Rated ~ Smut/Fluff

Series masterlist

A mix of laughter and cheers echoed through the apartment, you made your way to the source, a smile firmly planted on your lips. You knew what they were cheering for, your beautiful daughter.

 Seung ryong stood in the middle of the room trying her best at gwiyomi to impress her uncles that were sat around her. The same gummy smile that her father portrays was spread across her own face as she went through the motions. You stopped behind them to enjoy the sight undetected, smiling as your eyes landed on Jiyong standing off to the side watching like the proud father he had become.

 You didn't think things could turn out the way they did after what happened, after what you did. But here you were, more apart of their lives then you had ever been before. It felt like a fairy tale, like it hadn't really happened.

 Jiyong barely left you and Seung ryong after he ran into you at the coffee shop that day and a few months later, you moved in with him.

 Jiyong's smile spread wider when he finally noticed you standing there, making your heart skip a beat, even after all this time. You could still remember the first time you saw him, the first time you laid eyes on the infamous Gdragon. You laughed to yourself, you had heard the stories of how intimidating he was but what you saw in front of you was anything but.

 Where others saw a cold stare and a hard face, you saw a scared little boy pretending to be a man he wasn’t, in fear that people might not like the real him, or worse, use him.

 Your friend was talking to the people around him, Jiyong himself, was leaning against the bar, wearing that cold face as he stared off into the distance, ignoring what was going on around him.

 She waved you over, excitement evident in the bounce that took over her body. She was a fan and so were you but you were nowhere near her level, to her, they were a  commodity. But to you, they were people with the same struggles as everybody else, if not worse. They didn’t get to enjoy the freedom you did, the joys and heartbreaks that came with life, the moments that made life beautiful. Instead they were shut away and told how to talk, how to act and who to be. Honestly, your heart wept for them and how hard it must be to wear a mask 24/7 and you often wondered how long it would take before they no longer knew who the real them was.

 You smiled at her before chugging back your drink and heading over, you would need it to put up with your friends over exaggerations at meeting her bias. You could feel the buzz from the alcohol kicking in and you tried to remind yourself to behave, you always got mouthy when you drank. That was a lie, you were always mouthy but especially when drunk.

 “This is my friend, _____” you heard your friend announcing with pride as you approached them.

 Jiyong didn’t move a muscle other than his head, it turned in your direction, that blank stare still on his face as he looked you up and down before looking away again.

 It kind of annoyed you, he was acting all mightier than thou, you could see through his facade but then again, it was what he was trained to do.

 “Who are your new friends?” you asked as you looked around the group, Jiyong glanced at you out of the corner of his eye.

 “You don’t know who he is?” one of the scantily dressed females that was stuck to his side asked. You kept your face blank and your eyes wide as you looked at him and then back to her. She scoffed, her cheap makeup ridden face souring as she asked in a horrendously high pitched voice “You don’t know Kwon Jiyong?”

 “Nope” you replied with a smile and a small shake of your head.

 “You seriously have never heard of Gdragon….. The leader of South Korea’s top boy band Bigbang?”

 “I didn’t say that” your smile widened when you noticed her face scrunching even more than it already had, trying to figure out what you were saying.

 “Yes you did” the one on the other side chimed in.

 “No, she asked me if i knew Kwon Jiyong and I said no”

 “But Kwon Jiyong is Gdragon you idiot”

 “I know that”

 “Ugh” the first girl screamed as she grabbed at her hair “you’re making my head hurt”

 “That would be because you are a fucking airhead barbie doll who cannot comprehend the difference between Kwon Jiyong and Gdragon, between a real person and a manufactured piece of meat”

 Jiyong’s eyes were on you, his face softening slightly, you had peaked his interest.

 “What the fuck did you just call me?” the girl asked as she placed her hands on her hips, a poor attempt at intimidating you.

 “Are you stupid or just selfish?”

 “Excuse me?”

 “It’s a simple question”

 “Why would you even ask that?”

 “Because, your only focus was on what I called you, you didn’t even care for what I said about him”

 “Fuck you bitch”

 “Really? You want to fuck me?” you asked while over exaggerating a surprised reaction, your hands coming up to cover your mouth as your eyes widened. “But I’m not famous like him, I’m just a nobody”

 “What the fuck is your problem?’

 “My problem is little fucking skanks like you thinking that they’re amazing just because they hang out with famous people and occasional get fucked by them”

 “You’re a bitch”

 “I am but at least I’m not a loser that uses other people’s social statuses to boost my own”

 “No I don’t”

 “Then get your head out of his fucking ass and stop putting him up on a pedestal. He is a person, not a piece of meat, treat him as such”

 “Ugh, this chick is a fucking buzz kill. Let’s get out of here”

 Jiyong stuck his bottom lip out, the flesh on his chin crinkling as a result. He nodded, his eyes looking around before stopping on you, his lip curving up on one side as he asked “Wanna ditch these bitches?”

 You ignored the girls tirades of abuse, a wicked smile growing on your lips as you replied “Sure thing, I just have to do one thing first..” you reached out and grabbed the glass from his hand before throwing its contents on the main girl you had had the argument.

 She screeched, her arms coming out from her sides as she shook her hands and stomped her feet like a little kid.

 Jiyong laughed hysterically, his fist coming up and covering his mouth as he pointed at her. You grabbed his hand and pulled him away, the two of you laughing like idiots as you broke out into a jog.

 You slinked off into the kitchen, ready to make the lunch that they were all here for, well that and Seung ryong.

 Since Jiyong was first to have a child, they all seemed to flock around her and you couldn't blame them, she was cute. She was the spitting image of Jiyong but she wore your eyes, which is what Jiyong said he loved the most about her.

 You smiled to yourself, thinking of how lucky she was to have four uncles that cared for her as much they did while you gathered the ingredients.

 “What's happening momma?” his voice startling you slightly but making you smile wider, it had become his pet name for you.

 “Just getting the kids fed, daddy” you joked as you leant down to grab the herbs out of the fridge, a groan filled the room, you stood up and shot him a glare as a warning to behave.

 You went back to the counter, to chop the ingredients and that's when he really started. He prowled around the bench before coming up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as he pressed his body against yours.

 “I know what you're doing and you need to stop” you told but a smile was still spread on your face.

 “But I can't help myself around you” he replied as his hands trailed down to your hips, you glanced to the door, you couldn't see the others from where you were standing.

 “Jiyong, we have guests” you said breathlessly as his lips attached to your neck, forming an invisible line from your ear to you collar bone.

 “Then they can take care of little dragon while daddy has some alone time with his momma”

 Everything about him was intoxicating, you could never deny him but you tried your hardest every time.

 “Ji, please” you begged as his hands dipped under your skirt, kneading at your ass.

 His thumbs dipped between your thighs and spread you open, your core already throbbing from what little he had done but what you knew he could do. He kissed back up to your ear, his tongue darting out at your lobe and taking it in his mouth, he sensually sucked it before dropping it and whispering “Please, what?”

 Your eyes darted back at the door, you bit your bottom lip as you looked back at him. His hands still kneading at your flesh, his thumbs working in time to open up your core before letting it close again.

 “We have to be quick” you whispered with flushed cheeks.

 That troublemaking grin you knew all too well formed on his lips as he said “That's my baby girl”

 His hands were quick to remove your underwear, kneeling as he pulled them down to your ankles but he didn't get up. The flesh of his hands felt as though it burnt your skin as they moved up the backs of your thighs, his soft lips brushed at the backs of yours knees making them weak.

 You kept your eyes on the door, biting at your lip when you felt his thumbs back at your core, opening you up again. He pushed his knees between your legs and forced them out, making you widen your stance.

 “That's better” his breath lapped at the skin around your core as he spoke.

 You gasped as soon as you felt his hot wet tongue between your legs, gently running down your core before returning to the top and mimicking the same action.

 “Ji....” you murmured trying not to let the others hear the desperation in your voice.

 “Hmmm” he hummed into your core, sending shivers shooting right through your body.

 “As much.... as I enjoy.... this..... we don't have.... time” you told between suppressed moans.

 “Fine” he groaned, you could tell he was pouting just by his tone.

 You smiled to yourself as you placed your hands firmly on the bench and stuck your ass out.

 “Is my baby girl hungry?” Jiyong asked as he stood, his tone the complete opposite from just a few seconds ago.

 You bit your lip as you looked back at him, his hands ran up your cheeks, pushing the material of your skirt up. Mimicking your actions, he bit his lips as he stared at you, a twinkle in his eye as he undid his pants and lowered them just enough to free himself.

 Your teeth sunk harder into your lip and your head rolled back as he pushed into you, you still weren’t used to how he felt, even after all this time. You gave him a nod, letting him know you were ready. He responded immediately, rolling his hips as slowly as he could bare, it drove you crazy. He loved to tease you, to provoke you to best of his abilities, to what his own body would allow him.

 Looking back and giving him a wicked grin, you shifted your hands to the edge of the bench and pushed back on him. You could see his top lip quiver, a result from holding in his groans. You often pushed one another, turning it into a game and right now, you seemed to be winning. You continued, matching his pace and then speeding up slightly, forcing his own hips to match yours if he wanted to do it right.

 “You’re not playing nice, baby girl” he strained through gritted teeth as you speed up again, purposefully clenching around him, milking him with your movements.

 “Neither are you, daddy” you grinned before turning to check the door.

 He chuckled from behind you as he gave you an extra hard thrust and almost making you gasp out loud, he was playing dirty, two could play at that. You loosened your grip on the counter and dropped one of your hands to open the cupboard, you smiled to yourself as you lifted your foot and placed it on the highest shelf.

 You placed your hand back and used both it and your foot to give you leverage as you pushed back on him, hard. His fingers dug into your ass as soon as you did it, you looked back to see him biting his lip and his nostrils flared.

 His eyes darted back up to you, his head shaking as you pounded yourself on him. Your plan was working but backfiring at the same time, your actions causing you to melt, your body shaking slightly.

 “Fuck baby….. You take it so good for daddy” he groaned.

 The sight of him fucking you was pushing you to your edge. You reached back, your hand snaking around his neck for support but also to get him to fuck you harder.

 “Daddy, please?” you begged, looking him directly in the eye.

 He chuckled, that gummy smile popping up on his face as he asked “Please, what?”

 “I want to come, please?”

 Your begging worked, it always did. He moved his hands to the front of your hips before he unleashed hell on you, his hips moving faster than ever before. You could hear the sound of him fucking you echoing through the room but you didn’t care, not when you were so close.

 You let out a whimper at your high rushing towards you, getting closer with every thrust he made.

 “Come” he commanded and you did as you were told. Lifting your hand up, you bit down on its flesh, using it as a gag as you came all over him, every inch of you quivering with it.

 You could feel the rhythm of his hips begin to lose it’s timing, his hands grasping at you, forcefully digging into your lower abdomen as he came inside you.

 “Baby, be careful” you said in a panic as you quickly moved his hands to your hips.

 “What’s wrong momma?” he asked, his voice laced with concern as he stopped his hips and pulled out of you.

 You turned around to face him as you said “I was going to wait until everyone was gone to tell you”

 “Tell me what?” he asked as he looked up at you from zipping himself up.

 “I’m pregnant, we’re pregnant” you said before biting your lip, anticipating his reaction.

 “Really?” he asked wide eyed.

 “Mmhmm” you hummed with a smile.

 “Yaaahhhhh, I can’t believe it” he yelled before rushing out to the lounge.

 “What, what’s going on?” you heard Seung hyun ask as you walked to the doorway to watch him.

 He picked up his daughter and span her around as he said “Guess what Seung ryong? We're having another little dragon”

 You laughed at his ridiculous behaviour, it was everything you’d hoped for and more.

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[baozibunz]

Sitting with his group, Jiyong watched as you dominated the stage. He was in awe of how much the two of you were alike; both your onstage personas were different from your real offstage personalities.

You are the most sought-after and popular idol right now. The songs you wrote practically topped the charts overnight, and you were at the point of your career where anything you touched was golden

He nodded his head along with the beat as a camera zoomed in on his expression. They obviously needed to capture the 'couples goals' that was him supporting you.

Grinning as you dissed another person in your rap Jiyong excitedly laughed, nudging Youngbae, "How are they so much more badass than me?".

#gdragon #g dragon #kwon jiyong #GD #kpop #bigbang #bigbang GD #bigbang gdragon #fluff #gender neutral imagine #gdragon imagine #bigbang imagine #gdragon x reader #you #reader #reader insert

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND BIG BANG A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kwon Jiyong

A ⇴ AFFECTION

The two of you are very private with your affection, you guys only really tend to be affectionate with one another when you’re in private, when you’re absolutely sure that no one else is watching you or making you blush.

B ⇴ BOYS

You met the boys by accident at an event, leaving you completely flustered on your first meeting. They couldn’t help but be touched by how shy you were to suddenly be around them, slowly building from the first meeting to get to know you better and see just how happy Jiyong was around you too.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Nothing else mattered as far as Jiyong was concerned when it came to comforting you. He was really good at just listening to you, he’d sit with you for at least an hour if he needed to so that you could get rid of absolutely everything that was stuck in your brain, sitting beside you and keeping you nice and warm too.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

Although he’s definitely not the best at being domesticated, Jiyong tries his best to help you out where he can. His favourite thing to try and do with you is cooking, whilst you tend to take control of the tricky jobs, Jiyong is always there with a knife in hand, offering to chop up some ingredients. Jiyong learns more than anything else, with the ambition of one day being able to cook you a meal all by himself.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

Everything had to be perfect when it came down to his proposal, Jiyong settled for nothing less. He was keen to be the one to design your ring too, he had plenty of plans in order to make your ring exactly how you’d like it, looking through several different designers too to work out whose work he liked the most. He wanted it to be personal to you, with the rest of his proposal being intimate between you both too.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Jiyong’s favourite thing about being with you was how supportive you always were of him. It didn’t matter how busy he was, and how neglectful he could sometimes be of your relationship, you still always made sure to cheer for him. Your support and the dedication that you gave to his career too often gave him inspiration when it came to song writing, often motivated by having such an understanding partner.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

You both definitely enjoyed staying in more than you did going out. Even if you had absolutely no plans at all, the two of you still loved just being able to be at home, close out the rest of the world and enjoy time together. Quite a lot of the time Jiyong would cancel other plans too when he had the chance to be at home with you.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

Neither of you were particularly fussed about going on a massive honeymoon, instead you decided to just go on a few trips and tick things off of your bucket list. You preferred home and being in your own space, so rather than an extravagant honeymoon, instead you just decided to make the most of your time off.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

You were often surprised by little gestures from Jiyong when you least expected them to remind you that he loved you. He especially loved to write little notes for you to find around the house that he knew would put a smile on your face, and also saved him the embarrassment of you seeing him blush when you found them too.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He definitely wasn’t the loudest person in the room, and so when Jiyong got jealous, he worried a lot of the time. There weren’t many times when he could get jealous, mainly because when the two of you went out you tended to stay right by each other’s side for the entire evening. You could tell from his face though when Jiyong got quiet, he’d become distant, and stare off too, letting you know that he was anxious about things.

K ⇴ KIDS

The two of you definitely knew that kids were something that you wanted, it was just a matter of when. You felt like things were coming together, moving in, getting married, feeling comfortable with your careers too, and so when all of that was complete, you knew the next thing to do was think about starting a family.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

Work was never too far away for Jiyong, even on your lazy days. He still loved to work on things, especially lyrics, but a lot more relaxed and less stressfully than he did during the days that he spent at the studio. It’s often quite beneficial for Jiyong too because as he works, you’re in the room with him and often available to give him a little bit more motivation, often not even realising that you’re helping Jiyong out.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

Neither of you are morning people, you tend to rely on each other quite a lot to get yourselves up in the morning. If Jiyong is up first, he’ll make a little bit of noise to make you stir, or if you’re up first then you’ll cuddle up to Jiyong to try and encourage him to wake up, even if that usually ends up with you going back to sleep.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

Just about every evening is lazy for the two of you, you put a lot of focus on relaxing yourselves and winding down from work in the evenings, you try and do as little as possible and just enjoy being with each other.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jiyong was obsessed with your laughter and how infectious it was too. Despite how quiet he sometimes could be, he still loved to be the one to make you smile and pick himself up too by hearing your laugh.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

When you visited Jiyong in his studio, he absolutely loved it. Not only did he love the satisfaction of knowing that you’d thought of him enough to make the effort to go and visit him, but Jiyong also loved having some company for a little while and being able to show off to someone all of the things that he was working on.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Quite a lot of the time Jiyong would ask you if you wanted a sneak preview of something that he was working on. It was always secret between the two of you, knowing that if anyone found out, he could get in bother.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Of course, Jiyong being Jiyong got a tattoo when the two of you got married to remember the day by. He had the perfect space on his chest to be able to get a tattoo, making sure that he got the date tattooed first, and then drew up a few different ideas that he could add too in order to make it even more special.

S ⇴ SILENCE

You both quite enjoyed your silent moments from time to time, you didn’t always find yourselves needing to talk to be content with one another, just being in the room together could be enough. At times, you could go for hours and just do your own thing, knowing that the other would be there when you needed them.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Jiyong’s biggest tip for making your marriage work was being there for one another. As much as you supported him during his busy times, Jiyong was also a massive fan of yours with everything that you did too.

U ⇴ UPSET

He hated seeing you upset, Jiyong would always make sure to be there for you, refusing to let you feel as if you were alone when upset.

V ⇴ VISITS

Whenever you knew that Jiyong was at the studio and you had nothing to do, you made the effort to head down. Sometimes it could be the only time in the day when you’d even get the chance to be around Jiyong.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

There was nothing else that Jiyong needed to wish for, he already felt incredibly lucky with what he had around him personally and privately.

X ⇴ XXXX

Every single kiss from Jiyong came with meaning, he never really enjoyed kissing you for the sake of it. You could tell a lot of how Jiyong was feeling whenever he kissed you, they were very readable for you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his human, Jiyong never felt so content in life compared to when he was with you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

It took a little bit of time for the two of you to get to sleep some nights, quite often you’d lay with each other and talk about random things until eventually one of you found themselves unable to keep their eyes open any longer.

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Masterlist

#big bang #big bang imagine #g-dragon #g-dragon imagine #jiyong #jiyong imagine #big bang reaction #big bang scenario #big bang g-dragon #big bang gd #kwon jiyong #kwon jiyong imagine #big bang headcanon #big bang drabble #big bang one shot #big bang fluff #g-dragon scenario #g-dragon reaction #g-dragon drabble #g-dragon one shot #g-dragon fluff #kpop #kpop imagine

[waitinginthedarke]

Maybe Someday

A Kwon Jiyong Story

Summary: She was a rose, and he was the darkness that should have killed it…but when a rose is made of enough light to penetrate even the deepest darkness, sometimes the two are able to become one…

Genre: Fluff, Smut.

Chapter 12

“God, I’m not ready for this! Its been so long since we’ve performed this way, I cant-‘

“Jagiyah…calm down. Everything’s going to be okay! Just remember they’re your fans and they love you! …and so do I, so-“

“You’re just saying that so that I’ll stop worry-‘

He cuts you off by crushing his lips to yours, surprising you by daring the move in such a public area backstage, but its only after your initial shock that you realize that he’d pulled you into a hidden alcove- although with the amount of layers he had on to disguise himself, it really wouldn’t have mattered much for him, his heavy black padded coat, being enough to hide you both out of sight.

“Even though I would like you to stop worrying…I’m definitely not telling you I love you to get you to shut up. ….im telling you because I really do love you, y/n.” he murmurs after his lips had slowly pulled back from yours, his hands that were cradling the small of your back causing your skin to feel the most sensitive it had ever been as shivers riot through you and leave you glancing timidly up at him, unable to smother your smile as you see his deep brown orbs staring intensely back at you.

“I love you, too.” You murmur shyly, biting your lip in the way you knew made him crazy and giggling as he crushed you into him, his face pressing into your neck and his grin imprinting itself onto your skin as your laughter gets lost in the fluffy collar of his coat.

“Afterwards will you come to mine to celebrate?” he asks in your ear, the insinuation behind his words leaving your blood to race through your veins as your heart thunders in your chest, and you’re just about to answer him when a voice calling your name begins to echo in the dim space backstage and your body is straightening to attention.

“Y/N!?”

“Baby?” Jiyong prompts, his voice getting slightly louder as you push against him slightly so that whoever it was didn’t find you together, but it’s the way he uses the pet name, in such a soft tone of voice, that has you pausing in your struggles and darting your eyes up to his face to see his worried expression, before you tiptoe to press your lips forcefully to his, not giving him any time to appreciate the move before you quickly answer him.

“Definitely. But I have to go now. I’ll see you-“

“Knock them dead, Beautiful.” He cuts you off as you go to slip past him to find whoever it was that was calling you, only glancing back momentarily to catch his warm, loving smile, that was sent your way, before leaving to run down the corridor, feeling as if you were floating on clouds.

“There’s so many people out there….i don’t know if I can do it!” you mutter uselessly to Chaehyeon as the two of you stand backstage at your first showcase, the other two members of your group having gone to get their make up double checked before you were due to go on in the next 20 minutes.

“Don’t say that! You’re meant to be the most level-headed one out of all of us! If you’re freaking out then what do i-“

“Chaehyeon! Calm down! It’s going to be fine! I’m just rambling!” you quickly cut her off when you turn to see the panic plaster itself onto her face tenfold with your insecure confession, offering an easily applicable reassuring smile to her, and hugging her tightly, before telling her you were going to check everything was ready and leaving her at the side of the stage, feeling the fear and nerves crash into you once more the second you’re out of her line of sight.

You wonder down one of the winding corridors backstage, seeking out a decent amount of space for you to quickly go over the dance moves for the two songs you were performing, the niggling worry about your leg still being prevalent in your mind. However, its just as you get half way through the second song and you find yourself becoming marginally concerned about one of the leg flicks on the chorus, that you become aware of another presence in the small alcove of space you’d found out of sight of everyone else.

“Oh! ....Damn it, you scared me.” You mutter as you pause to look up from the feet that had appeared in front of you, the designer shoes not truly registering into your mind until you’d glanced up and clocked the face they belonged to, the sudden realization causing you to straighten up immediately, watching as he stares back at you, expression strangely blank.

“What are you doing here? I thought last night you said-“ you go to ask, thinking back to the evening before on the company roof when he’d told you he wouldn’t be able to come to the showcase in case someone recognized him (which would in effect take all of the attention off of your group), but before you can even make it through the question, he’s cutting you off.

“How are you feeling? Are you scared?”

Well that was blunt. …and putting it way too simply.

“No.” you instantly respond, not wanting to reveal the true extent of your terror in the face of what you were about to do, but by the way his mouth twists up in a wry smile you could tell he knew you were lying, although that doesn’t deter you from resume practicing as you catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall that told you you had barely 10 minutes left.

“How’s your leg?” he asks, still simply standing watching you as you count through the beat in your head that accompanied the moves you were doing, his simultaneously relaxed yet obviously tense demeanor distracting you from what you were doing as your focus reverts to your leg, his expression strangely...expectant.

“Its fine. Good as new.” You mutter, choosing to ignore the light ache that threatened the idea of a torn muscle or possible buckling whilst you were on stage. It proves just how far away you were in your mind that you aren’t aware of the way you slowly draw to a stop in your movements, or of the way your breathing becomes shallower. Its only when you’re stumbling toward him and wrapping your arms around him, seeking safety from the panic in your mind, that his reason for being there is revealed as his arms hold you tightly to him.

“After I dropped you off last night, I couldn’t fall asleep thinking back to when we first débuted… and how terrified I was. Nothing in the world prepares you for that fear, but I didn’t want to leave you feeling alone in it without telling you that its all worth it once you’re on the other side of that stage. …as scary as it seems… you have to do it, Y/N. it’s the only way to really live your dreams.” he murmurs quietly as you close your eyes and lay your forehead against his shoulder, the gentleness to his words causing your heart to pound with how endearing and supportive he was towards you.

“You could have text me that, you know?” you mumble after a few seconds of quiet, chuckling as you force the tears back from your eyes to avoid ruining your makeup, and hearing him chortle in your ear as he clutches you close, shivering when you feel him press his lips softly to your neck.

“No, I couldn’t.” he murmurs, and you simply know he’s referring to the comfort you sought in that moment, the simple peace his hold brought being worth more than anything as you struggle against the panic threatening to strangle you.

“Do you promise that it will be okay?” you whisper, lifting your chin to settle on his shoulder and staring blindly down the dark corridor that stretched out behind him, feeling him squeeze you to him a little tighter for just a moment, before pulling back to cradle your face in his hands, the way it feels like he was staring into your soul taking all of your attention away from your imminent debut.

“You’ve been a trainee for more than 5 years now, you’ve spent countless hours recording and rehearsing dances, getting knocked back again and again until you were finally deemed ‘ready’… As long as this is what you really want… then its going to be more than okay.-

-Your life is about to begin, Y/N.’

“That sounds really scary when you say it like that.” You murmur back to him, feeling the expression of terror as it paints your face, but the way his thumb smoothes over your cheek almost seems like it wipes the expression gently from your features, and you cant help but smile timidly up at him.

“There are bigger things to be frightened of… but you wont get this moment again… so you have to enjoy it.” He smiles, that famous gummy grin flashing into your vision, and the sight of it has you calming as much as it had your heart racing with excitement and nerves in your chest.

“Y/N?”

“I guess that’s my cue to leave.” Jiyong says, smiling as your name is repeated again from somewhere down a far off corridor, and before you could respond to what he’d said before, he’s leaning in to snatch your mouth up with his, crashing his lips to yours in the most dizzying way, lingering for a second or two as he pulls back, and biting on his lip as he appears to subconsciously savor the taste of you, before letting his hands fall from your and pulling his hood over his head, spinning suddenly as if to walk away.

“Wait!”

He’s turning back to you in surprise when you shout after him, only just managing the full 180 turn before you launch yourself at him and crash your lips back against his, skin prickling as his arms immediately encircle your waist, holding you safely and tightly against him as your arms knot around his neck.

“I just wanted to say thank you.” You mumble when you pull back, breath rushing into his as it falls from both of your lips.

“…you don’t need to thank me for anything, Beautiful.” He grins, the two of you slowly separating as you hear footsteps echo closer towards where you were, and despite his words, you couldn’t help but frown at his kindness.

“But I need to give you something, or do something for you after you came all this way.” You argue, not being able to help the smile from creeping onto your face as he slowly backs up the corridor, continuing to smirk at you until he gets to just before the corner and you see him wink teasingly.

“Of course you do! I haven’t forgotten about that favor you owe me, Beautiful.” He murmurs, the insinuation behind his words making your cheeks flare with heat as you realize he was referring to one of the first times you’d spoken to him properly, before your thoughts are cut off by his parting words.

“Knock them dead, Beautiful.”

“Y/N! Come on! You have to be on stage in 5 minutes!” Jaemin nags exasperatedly, the girl suddenly turning the corner into the corridor you were in just as Jiyong disappears at the other end, and despite the whiplash of the moment, you find yourself grinning at her, the fear-filled, yet curious expression on her face only making you smile more as she approaches you.

“Why are you smiling like that?” she asks, pausing momentarily in her fractiousness to assess the empty corridor behind you, before tugging on your arm to get you to begin running back down the corridor with her as you answer.

“I’m just really happy.”

‘Jiyong?’

You call his name the second you walk through the door of his penthouse, feeling bad that you were already running an hour late after getting dragged to an after party for the comeback- for which you’d had to sneak out of with the excuse of feeling a little ‘overwhelmed’ by everything. The stage had been a success and had been met with a lot of praise and excitement from fans and critics alike, causing you to feel as high as a kite after spending the day worrying, but the second you’d stepped away from the party and had jumped in a taxi, your mind had only been focused on one person.

“Jiyong?” you call again, surprised that he hadn’t responded immediately to your first call of his name, but not finding out the reason for his silence until you round the corner onto his balcony, having followed the sounds of jazz music that had been crooning through the door, to find him stood leant against the railing, an expectant smile on his face as you spot him facing in your direction, two glasses of wine on the table beside him.

“How was it?” he asks, only just managing to get the entire question out before huffing and chuckling with the impact of you running over to him and crashing into his chest, instantly wrapping your arms around his waist and smiling happily as you drag in a deep breath of his heady scent.

“So, So, So Amazing.” You mumble, grinning to yourself as he breaks out into a loud laugh before pressing his lips to the top of your head, his arms already having tucked you safely against him.

“Of course it was, its you after all.” He offers, his slightly teasing tone causing you to pinch his waist lightly which only makes him laugh more, before he leans back to get you to look up at him and immediately fastens his lips to yours.

“Why are you out here anyway? Isn’t it a bit cold?” you ask, trying to divert the conversation from yourself, and biting your lip subconsciously as he pulls back from the kiss, eyes twinkling down at you as he formulates his response.

“Truthfully? It’s a beautiful night… you’re a beautiful girl…. And I wasn’t allowed to come to the after party despite asking Yang… so I figured instead of sneaking in, id put on some good music, open a bottle of wine, and wait for you to come to me so that I could ask you for a dance.’ He says, slipping into a grin by the end of his explanation as he sees you getting flustered by the idea of dancing with him, but not allowing you enough time to really respond, before sweeping you into the empty space of the balcony, turning the music up as he goes past the sound system, and settling his hands on your hips, smirking to himself as he peers down to see yours lay flat against his chest.

“Perfect.”

You can’t help but chuckle at his extravagance then, rolling your eyes as he begins to sway you to the beat, before throwing caution to the wind and reaching up to wind your arms around his neck, giggling at the raised eyebrow he sends you.

“I remembered something earlier.” You murmur as the two of you continue swaying, Jiyong quickly leaning forward to touch a quick kiss to your lips with a satisfied smirk, the move making heat flash over your skin, before he hums in acknowledgement of what you’d said.

“And what was that?”

“I never repaid that favor that you did for me when we first met.” You explain, seeing his brow wrinkle momentarily, before a chuckle bursts from him as the memory registers in his mind, and you watch as he leans his head back in his amusement, face tilted toward the stars and the sight causes you to be helpless in your admiration of his beauty.

“I’d forgotten about that.” He mutters, glancing back down at you to reveal the amusement in his eyes, and you can’t help but giggle before he sneaks another kiss from you, his lips smothering your amusement so deliciously, as he tries to pull you endlessly closer into him, seeming very happy to have you back in his arms after the night’s events.

“Well…I was just wondering if I’d ever get chance to, since you’ve never given me the opportunity to so far.” You say, twisting the words into a question and locking eyes with him to tell him you expected an answer, only to have him smirk back at you, before touching his lips to yours so lightly you weren’t sure he actually had at first... but when you look back up at him, you realize the mood had turned a lot more serious.

“Maybe, Someday...”

He’s staring so intensely down at you as he leans his forehead against yours that for a minute you’re wrapped in the silence of the moment between you both, the feeling of his arms around you and his body pressed against yours being brought to the front of your mind, and all you can think about is how absurd it was that you were stood there in that moment, staring at a man you used to think of as a God, but that you could now consider as someone you loved...and whom loved you.

“What does that mean?” you ask in a whisper, the words spilling subconsciously from you, your voice barely audible over the loud crooning of the jazz singer from the speakers, but its obvious from the smile that lingers around Jiyong’s lips that he’d heard you. 

Your heart crashes erratically in your chest in response, and you find yourself pressing yourself closer to him as you pull his mouth feverishly back down to yours, lips lingering against his before he simply mutters the words again…. chuckling quietly as he slowly begins to lead you back inside the apartment, away from the darkness of the night outside and into the light...

“Maybe Someday.”

THE END

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Beautiful Cry

Kwon Jiyong | First time being parents

1,113 words

Requested by Anon

Jiyong jolted awake when the baby monitor at the bed side table (which is just a few centimeters away from his ear mind you) beeped – followed by the soft cries of his one-month-old daughter.

He is about to lift his arms and nudge you awake – since you reminded him that you will take over looking after the baby starting tonight because he is gonna go back to work early tomorrow morning.

However – he held himself back upon seeing the look on your face while you are sleeping.

It has been two weeks since you and your baby came back from the hospital and you are still trying to recover from the delivery.  Jiyong and you were married for two years and you can never ask for more when you two are finally granted a baby girl, since that was what you two always wanted (and an extra son too – as per Jiyong – though you told him he needs to wait a few more years).

Being first-time parents is amazing – Jiyong was beyond delighted whenever he cradles your daughter in his hands – swaying her to sleep, or feeding her every 3 hours or just simply staring at her while she sleeps in the cradle at the living room or in your daughter’s room.  You would always refrain from letting your tears fall when you see the genuine happiness in your husband’s eyes – which only expresses pure love for your little sunshine. You are over-the-top over your little angel too – had chosen to resign from work for a few months to make sure that you take care of her yourself – not trusting the safety of your beloved child with Jiyong to the hands of a stranger – Jiyong has agreed to that as well.

Jiyong’s eyebrows furrowed when he saw your calm, sleeping form.  Ever since you came home, Jiyong has never seen you this deep and calm in your sleep.  For the first few days you would always toss and turn in bed, always worrying about the baby even though she is just sound asleep in her cradle.  That was when he decided to take the baby monitor away from your side of the bed and take it to his instead.

He brushes the strand of hair that blocks your face and your face scrunch a bit and you let out a hum in your sleep and Jiyong feels like he is falling in love over and over again.  You were the best thing that happened to him and it is still hard for him to grasp that he had started a family with you – even though the journey has been rocky.

He kisses your forehead – lingering for a few seconds and when another wail from his beautiful daughter was heard from the monitor – he reluctantly pulled away – nervous that you might get awake.  Fortunately, you just lifted your eyebrow, but still asleep.  He let out a sigh of relief before turning off the baby monitor – standing up from bed and slowly, silently making his way out of the room, towards the hallway, before making his way inside your baby’s room.

A smile automatically left Jiyong’s face upon seeing the decorations in the room that you two had personally designed and put up – he giggled when he saw his and yours baby pictures on the wall – sandwiching the ultrasound photo of your daughter.

“What’s wrong baby girl?  Are you hungry?”  Jiyong cooed at the baby before he is cradling her in his arms and his daughter cried louder – it seems that she acknowledges what her father had said and Jiyong let out a chuckle.

“Alright angel – let Daddy take care of that for you – just wait for a few minutes, okay?” Jiyong carefully walked his way out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen – grabbing one of the bottles from the fridge where your breastmilk is stored before heating it up.  His daughter wailed silently and Jiyong rocked her in his arm.

“Ohh baby girl just hang on a bit more, okay?”  Jiyong coos the baby and she quiet down a bit.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”  Jiyong looks from behind him just when the heater tick off.  He grabs the bottle quickly – turning on the faucet to cool the bottle down.

“I haven’t seen you so peaceful in your sleep since you came back from the hospi –“

“Jiyong –“ You were behind him in a few steps, grabbing his shoulders.  “You need to get back to work tomorrow – and you haven’t slept yet.”

“I know, but I am worried about you, honey.”  Jiyong wipes the bottle before turning around to face you; slipping the mouth of the bottle in between your daughter’s lips while he rocks her gently and your daughter happily took it, sipping too eagerly.

“Aww, my baby must have been too hungry then?”  You cooed at your daughter before slight pinching on her fluffy cheeks.

“That’s my good girl.”  Jiyong smiles before lifting his daughter’s head so that he can place a chaste kiss on her forehead.  You did the same to your little girl before grabbing your husband’s nape, running your fingertips against his scalp and he leaned against your touch.

“I’m sorry –“ You kissed his lips quickly and Jiyong shakes his head.

“Don’t ever be, honey.  Now, go back to sleep – I’ll take care of her.”

“But – babe – tomorrow –“

“I’ll make do, babe, just get some sleep, please – I know you love our daughter and you wanted to take care of her but I love you too and you are equally important to me, so –“ Jiyong walks forward and you were forced to walk back until you two are on the foot of the stair well.

“I’m sure she’ll fall asleep once she finishes this – so I’ll join you right after, okay?”

“Are you sure?”  You pouted – still unsure if your husband will be okay to work early in the morning tomorrow.

“I am; don’t worry about me.  Go back to sleep, ______.”  He nudges you forward and you smiled dearly, thinking how in the world you were gifted with a wonderful man.

“Alright – if you say so.”  You sighed before looking at your little angel.

“Good night my princess.”  You kissed your daughter’s forehead and cheek before looking up to your husband.

“Go back quickly.”  You murmured against Jiyong’s lips and he nods.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Jiyong-ah.  Thank you. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” You kissed him once again and he smirks at you and your face heated up, causing a slight blush to appear on your cheeks.

“I’ll look forward to that.”

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I Don’t Know(13) (ft. G Dragon and MINO)

Part 13

You’ve had enough of this crap.

This series will be updated once a week, every Friday! No specific time though lol. It’s an AU where Jiyong has a younger sister and you’re her best friend! Featuring my OC Mirae as the Best friend. Just saying, it’s not related to any of the scenarios I’ve written so far. Please do leave me some comments or asks! I love receiving them! It’s also a bit of a love triangle situation, so yeah :)) There will be eventual smut in this series.

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This is the second last part!!

Word Count: 2020

WARNINGS:  crying, drinking.

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You tried to put up with it. You really did. For two weeks, you respected his wishes and put some distance between the two of you, no matter how much it hurt you to go back to being practically strangers with Jiyong. You didn’t message him. You passed on all messages for him via his manager. You didn’t try and acknowledge his existence at work, even though you were working on his comeback. It got tougher by the day, because his manager had given you printouts of the lyrics of the songs in his comeback for you and your team to have a better idea of what to do and after reading them, you were moments away from bursting into tears, because of the beautiful way in which he put down the feeling of longing he had for you. You knew that feeling. It was what you felt for him. For all those years, and somewhere deep down, you knew you still did. You also had to fight the urge to laugh, because when you read his lyrics about wanting to be close to you, all you wanted to do was shake him and ask him why he was pushing you away again. Yeah, maybe he wasn’t being mean to you this time, but it hurt. It hurt so goddamn much. You were so confused. But you tried. You really tried to maintain the distance. You tried even harder to pretend like it wasn’t affecting you. But you betrayed yourself in the small things. The hope in your eyes whenever you thought you heard his voice. The constant looks towards the door. The general air of weariness about you. The pained expression you got whenever someone spoke about him. Even so, you persevered for two weeks before a combination of things made you snap.

-two weeks later-

You were mid conversation with Hwiyoung when Jiyong’s manager walked in. He was smiling and looked very excited.

“Okay, you guys! I thought it might help with your work if you listened to Jiyong’s album, starting with the title track ‘I Don’t Know’. It’s the song for the music video you’ve been working on!”

And before you could make an excuse to get out of listening to something you knew would only cause you more pain, he started playing it. The moment you heard Jiyong’s voice reading out the message he sent you the night you confessed to him, you found yourself unable to move. You wanted to get up and walk away, but from the sound of his beautifully melodic voice and the things he was talking about, you were stuck in this flurry of memories. They all flashed before your eyes. The day you realised you liked him, the times you cried over him, the times he comforted you; everything took over in this wave of emotions and it proved to be too much for you to bare. The song had ended, but you were still stuck in your own world. You were only jolted out of it when Somin hesitantly wiped a tear off your face. Shocked at yourself, you looked upwards to find Hwiyoung, Lia, Somin and Jiyong’s manager staring at you, confused. You opened your mouth to make an excuse and laugh it off, but you couldn’t.

“I-I need to go.” Your voice cracked. “I’m sorry.”

And you walked out of the room, tears streaming down your face.

What was going on? What was Jiyong playing at? You liked him and then he rejected you. You tried getting over him and more or less succeeded, but then he entered your life again. He told you he loved you, he acted like he cared. He drew you out of your walls, enough to trust him again and expect something from him, when he disappeared and ignored your existence. That song pushed you too far. You were just so confused. You walked down the hall, fully planning on crying until you calmed down and returning to work, when you heard his voice. At first, you thought it was just the song echoing in your head, when you heard it again. His laugh. Pausing, you looked around and realised you were near a practice room, with the door wide open. Against what your mind was telling you to do, you peeped in to see Jiyong doubled over with laughter and the actor blushing and hiding her face.

“Jiyong, stop laughing at me!”

“That is not what I meant when I said dance.”

“Well, I know that now.”

“Here, this is how you do it.”

He turned her to face him and guided her arms to wrap around his neck. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned her head against his chest and began swaying to the music. And that was it. You snapped. It wasn’t even seeing the way she looked at him or the way he touched her, though that didn’t help. It was the song he played while dancing with her. It was the same song that played for the first dance at Sohyun’s wedding. It was the same song the two of you danced to over and over again. You looked down at your phone, looking through the images and finding the picture from that night. It was one of the few good memories you had with him. Subconsciously, you always thought of that song as special to you and Jiyong. Seeing just how special it was to him, you felt betrayed. It wasn’t even noon, but you were done. You needed it to stop. You walked off, deciding to go to Mirae’s house and drink your ass off. Little did you know Jiyong heard your footsteps as you walked off. He wanted to run after you, hold you and erase every memory of him with that other girl, but he couldn’t. He knew he had to maintain the space. You were happier without him.

---

Mirae jumped up from the couch when she heard this continuous knocking on her door, almost annoyingly loud.

“Hold on, for fuck’s sake! I’ll be there in a minute.”

She flung open the door, fully prepared to scream at whoever was at the door when her jaw dropped. You were standing there, seriously dishevelled, in your work clothes. Your hair was pulled out of the neat arrangement it had been in in the morning, your make up was smudged from all the crying and you had tear marks running down your face. You had this painfully forced smile on your face and you held two bottles of wine in your hand.

“Mirae! Babe,” You threw your arms around her. “Let’s get drunk.”

“Y/N, what? It’s 11 am.”

“So what? Who cares? It’s just a little wine anyway.”

And before Mirae could stop and ask you what happened, you opened a bottle of wine and chugged.

Mirae gently coaxed the bottle, which was half empty, out of your hand and sat you down.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about it?”

You grabbed the bottle back. “Nope.”

Before you could drink again, Mirae snatched it away again.

“No, we’re not doing this. You’re going to get drunk and rant and then forget everything if you continue drinking. Not happening. We’re going to talk this out and deal with our problems, okay? We can take however long you want, and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but you’re not doing this thing again where you try to forget about them.”

You fell silent.

“You wanna take a shower and change into something comfy? I’ll fix you something to eat in the meantime.”

You slowly nodded and left. When you got back, you were decidedly calmer. Your skin was a little splotchy from having cried so much, but you weren’t near hysterical anymore, which is always a good thing. Mirae just quietly watched you and didn’t say a word until you had eaten. While handing you a glass of water, she sat down beside you and pulled you into a hug.

“Y/N, I don’t know what happened, but it’s okay. I’m here for you. We’re going to get through this.”

You couldn’t help it. You started crying again. She held you and let you cry it all out before finally asking you,

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yeah.”

You took a deep breath and started ranting about Jiyong. Mirae heard you out throughout and with each passing second, she got more annoyed at her brother.

“Good god, he is an idiot. I don’t know what he’s thinking. You know what he rants about when he’s drunk? About how he would do anything for your happiness. I didn’t realise he meant he wanted to pull this bullshit. He always talks about how he will wait for you, no matter how long it takes, if you’re unhappy. That idiot doesn’t realise that there is no need to wait for fuck’s sake. He even heard you tell him you love him. But no, that’s not enough. Why? “She won’t remember saying it.””

She paused when she noticed you staring at her.

“What?”

“I told him I love him?”

“Yeah, you did. You were drunk, which is probably why you don’t remember.”

But the moment she said that, hazy recollections of the night he sat with you in the park started to come back to you. Fuck. You told him you loved him. You told him you missed him. And as you sat there shocked over your words, you realised just how true they were. Shocked, you whispered to yourself,

“Then why is he doing this?”

Mirae sighed. “He’s an idiot, that’s why. Also, he thinks he’s never seen you smile as happily as you did when you were with Minho.”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s only because I wasn’t with him!”

“I know that. You know that. The only problem is he doesn’t.”

You jumped up, determined to go and talk things out with Jiyong, when Mirae held your arm, stopping you.

“Look, I know you want to go talk to him now, but it’s only 2 in the afternoon. He’s still at work, with everyone else there. If someone records your conversation, it would be a huge scandal. You should talk to him after he goes home. Why don’t you nap for a while instead? I know you haven’t been sleeping all that well.”

Reluctantly, you followed her advice. She was right. You couldn’t afford to risk a scandal involving you, Jiyong, Yuna, Jae and Minho.

---

It was late when you woke up from your nap. Really late. You rubbed your eyes and reached across to check the time on your phone. 11pm. Wait. What. How on earth did you sleep for nine hours straight?! You doubled checked the alarms you set on your phone. Great. You managed to sleep through all of them. You looked around Mirae’s room and you saw a family photo. Jiyong. That was why you were exhausted in the first place. You couldn’t sleep thinking about him. Well, not anymore.

---

Jiyong was lazily watching some old reruns of a tv show, not able to bring himself to watch anything you liked, when he heard someone maniacally banging on his front door. Worried for a minute, his fear eased when he heard your voice.

“Kwon Jiyong, I know you’re in there! And if you don’t fucking open this door, I’ll stay here all night.”

Worried about you, he gently opened the door, prepared more for you coming in and sitting down. He was not prepared for you storming in with crazed eyes, kicking the door shut behind you, grabbing his collar and pushing him against a wall.

“Wh-what”-

“Enough. I’ve had enough of this Jiyong. Why? Why are we putting ourselves through this?! No. Why are you putting me through this?!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve had enough of you ignoring me.”

“Y/N, I had to-”

“Shut the fuck up and listen. I love you Jiyong.”

And you pulled him closer, sliding your arms around his neck before kissing him.

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[little-dragon-stories]

Theater night

Your super mega star boyfriend has decided to take you out to the movies.  

WC: 3647

Warning: None. 

Genre: Fluffy scenario pairing Kwon JiYong and female reader.

Note: I had this idea and needed to write it immediately. I wanted it to be a drabble, LOL. This is so fluffy and cute, I melted writing it.  I hope you’ll enjoy it

Jeez... I cannot put the read more WHERE I want it. Sorry... 

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“... it was… Seunghyun hyung… the keyboard… I swear…”

Each word was scattered with a sonorous laugh. Clearly, the situation seemed to amuse him a lot since he had to take breaks to catch his breath. Yet, you only discerned a few words here and there.  Your attention was elsewhere. You were fascinated by a cute old couple who were bickering lovingly outside, not so far to the SUV in which you were taking a seat. 

A driver was bringing you home after Ji’s work. He had invited you to listen to his new tracks. He needed to have his girl by his side today, he felt clingy. He felt unsure. He needed to have his hand secure on your lap as he continued composing. To see your smile and to steal a kiss from time to time. You were more than happy to come in his studio with kimbap and wine and be that supportive help he needed today, right after your short shift. Your hard working man was tired recently, he was working hard to compose new songs and shoot commercials. 

“Baby...what are you looking at?” he leaned over you to look through your window. He saw nothing out of the ordinary but looking up at you, he found a dreamy look on your face. You were smiling fondly. 

Following your gaze, he noticed a couple that seemed to argue about who should carry the grocery bags, the woman making gestures to take them. The man retreated as soon as she stepped towards the bags, dodged her hands and smiled at his sweetheart. Shaking her head, she smiled and seemed to let go. She finally leaned against him, taking his arm under her. 

The scene seemed innocuous, but the look you had on them was so intense, Ji felt bad for a few moments. What if you were already tired to date an idol? What if you missed doing “normal” stuff with your boyfriend? He cannot grocery shop with you. He tried this once, before he met you. A crowd built up around him and in 2 minutes, he was surrounded by crying and screaming fans wanting to touch him. One had even passed out. He never felt so uncomfortable in his entire life.

Doing normal stuff for Kwon Jiyong was just impossible.

You knew who he was when you met, you were working for YG. You never complained about it or mentioned that you would like to ‘walk on the street hand in hand like normal people do’. He had heard it a couple of times, in his previous relationships. Dating an idol was certainly not easy. Dating GD was probably the worst case scenario.

“Hey, you” you said as you bopped his nose “What are you doing on my side?” you cupped his cheeks and pecked his lips softly.

“I wanted to see what you were looking at. You seemed far, far away in your thoughts”. His hand found your waist and rested there. 

“Ah, really? I didn’t realize. I think I’m a bit tired today, I cannot concentrate. I’m sorry Jiyongie, what were you talking about?”

With a touch of anxiety growing deep in his stomach, he told you again how Tabi had been lectured by a sound technician for spilling his drink on the studio computers. You were both still laughing your ass off when you entered his apartment building by the back door. Hand in hand as always when you were sure not to get caught.

+++ +++ +++

“I’m telling you Youngbae, I’m about to lose her. You know how unlucky I am with my love life”. He told his best friend in the studio the morning after. He was holding his head with both hands, afraid that he might disappoint you one day. Or worst, lose you.

“I don’t think so, hyung. She seems very in love with you”.

“But the way she looked at them, she had a dreamy look on her face. I’m sure she wants an easier life, with someone who could go shopping with her and you know, do stuff that normal couples do”.

“Talk to her, check if it’s something she needs. But I see the way you are together, last time was just yesterday. She was radiant. She took the time to listen to your tracks at least 15 times each. She even laughed at all your nonsense. I am sure that the girl I saw yesterday is still madly in love with you. Like the first time I saw her, if not more”.

“You sure, bro?”

“Yes, bro.  But talk to her”.

“I might… I love her, you know? I really think she’s the one. Even A-Ye loves her, that’s for say”.

“Man, she’s really the one, then”.

Jiyong felt relieved after his conversation with his best friend. After all, it was true. Last night as you came back home, you were the one who invited him for a shared shower. You had shampoo his hair softly the second he complained about how tired he was. He was so exhausted, he had a bad headache that put him to bed almost after the shower. Until you fell asleep, you put ice on his forehead to make sure he would be comfortable. You applied tiger balm on his temples when he was about to sleep. You had held him in your arms closely, caressing his back and hair and dropping a kiss here and there. You had laughed tenderly when he was whining, mocking him. You, indeed, acted like a woman in love. At the very least, willing to stay with him when he was at his worst. If this is not love, he wonders what it might be.

But what if you were starting to get tired of being with an idol? What if you want to fight over grocery bags too, on the sidewalk. What if you would like to kiss your boyfriend in the middle of the street instead of living in his shadows, pretending like you don’t know each other when you meet at YG?

“Nah… I have to do something. I cannot lose her. I love her too much”, he thought for himself. “Let’s do something that normal couples do…”

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(Jiyong) Love, let’s have a date tonight! 

(You) YEAH!!!!! 

(You) But you’re sure? You’re working so hard this week, you have time? <3<3<3 

(You) Is your head better?

(Jiyong) for you, I have all the time in the world and thanks to your caring attention, I feel better this morning.

(You) aaaaw! I don’t deserve you <3<3<3

(Jiyong) Dress casual, like really casual.

(You) Woah! WOW! (Yes, in caps…) a date with you, casually dressed? I’m concerned now! What’s going on? You’re ok? Might be meningitis :) :) :) 

(Jiyong) Just dress casual, would you? And don’t sass me.

(You) Ji… I love you too much not to sass your ass :) 

(Jiyong) OMG! I love you too.

(You) Can I sleep at your place after? *puppy eyes* NO NO NO *wink wink*

(Jiyong) You��re so dumb… But I love you like that. No, this time, I will sleep at yours.

(You) What? Ji, my building is not secured. What’s going on?

(You) Oh! my god! You want to break up… 

(You) You will dump me so why bother getting dressed? And at least I will be home already… Is that it? 

(Jiyong) No pabo, why would you think something like that? I don’t want to break up, I want to bring my girl on a casual date and sleep in HER bed. In HER smell.  That’s all.

(You) Ok baby. I’m a little nervous tho, not gonna lie.

(Jiyong) I can be casual… you just didn’t see me like that yet, that’s all. Gotta go, love. Take care ok? And I can’t wait for our date.

(You) I love you. I love you. I love you. 

(You) Miss me a lot today, ok?

(Jiyong) You want me to be sad and unhappy?

(You) No but when you miss me during the day, you’re glued to me afterwards. I love your clingy ass. I love when you hug me all night long <3 <3 <3 <3 

(Jiyong) I’m the lucky one in this relationship, you just proved it once again. Love you.  Yes, I’ll miss you even tho, I won’t have time to think. Gotta go 

(You) *hides in a corner to cry over your cuteness*

(Jiyong) xxxxxx whereever you want *wink wink* 

(You) OMG I’m blushing… On my neck then <3 <3<3<3<3

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You were sitting in the SUV. You had chosen to wear a long sleeveless white linen blouse, over tight ripped blue jeans and baskets. You had put on a few long necklaces around your neck, including one that you had ‘found’ on Jiyong's dresser. He had stated that this Chanel jewel looked much better on you than it did on him, that the way it came down and rested between your breasts was so pretty that he had no choice but to give it to you. You won't complain, you loved this jewel, it made you feel beautiful and sexy. Desirable since your man liked to see you wearing it. 

Contrary to his habits, Jiyong walked towards you and opened the door on your side. He snuck his head inside the car and kissed you. You welcomed him with a smile and framed his cheeks.

“Hello baby!”

“You’ll be happy, I’ve missed you a lot today. I was impatient for our date”. His hands slid down your arm and he unbuckled your seat belt. “We’re not taking the car, we’ll walk over there. Ok?”

“Ji… It’s not a good idea. Your security is…”

“I’ve found a way. You’ll see. Get out of this car and hug your needy man”

He gave instructions to his driver and manager and sent them home for the rest of the evening. He took your hand and lured you into a dark corner of the building where a backpack laid on the ground. Hid there, he took you in his arms and hugged you tightly, humming your hair.

“You smell so good love. I really missed you today, I’m not even lying”.

“I missed you too. Sometimes, I miss you so much, I can’t concentrate on my work”.

“Same here… same! We’re so fond of each other”

“We are, right?” you asked with your big puppy eyes looking up at him. He couldn’t resist and peppered your face with soft kisses. He smelled mint and cinnamon, he had just brushed his teeth.

“So, love… Wanna watch (the last movie in the theater that you wanted to watch) with me?”

“Yes, I can’t wait to watch it with you”

“Let’s go, then”

“What? Where? It’s in theater right now”

“I know… Theater night for my girl. We’ll grab something to eat on our way there. You know, this food truck you keep looking at? We’ll grab something there”

“But, you’re my mega super star boyfriend… we cannot do that!”

He leaned and grabbed the backpack on the floor. Inside of it were a wig, a facemask, sunglasses and a big sweater despite the heat of the summer. He even borrowed a super opaque foundation to hide the ink that could be still visible despite the disguise. Specifically, the wings of the angel on his neck and the smiley on his thumb.

“See the plan, love? I will be unrecognizable”

“Oooh, baby! I’m not feeling it! I’m scared you will be in danger”

“Nah, I’ll be just fine. Plus, you’ll protect me, right?” he beamed proudly.

You burst out laughing. 

“Aaaaw, Ji! You’re so cute. You wanted to do something casual tonight? This is unusual but ok, I guess! I’m in. I will be watching over people tho, if I smell the tiniest danger, I’ll drag us out. Got it?”

“Yes. Security first”.

“Show me what you will look like, with this woman wig”

Hand in hand, you walked your way to the nearest theater. He was constantly looking at you. Even though he was wearing a mask and shades, you knew he was smiling wide. You could imagine his beautiful upper lip curling up, almost disappearing as his gums flashed. You missed that smile. You missed his eyes. You missed his kisses. But he seemed happy and for you, it meant the world.

“I’ll order so no one will recognise your voice” you said in line to order greek food.

“Ok, but use my card to pay”.

“Nah… It’s the first time ever I can afford a date with you, let me pay please” you said as a joke. But it hits him hard. He never wanted you to feel inferior or poorer or anything less than him. 

“I’m sorry, love” he said but you didn’t hear. It was your turn to order the delicious food.

What you love about street food is that there is no delay. You order and it’s ready. Taking out his mask to eat, you saw the face of the girl next to you. She was wondering if he was GDragon, analysing him. When she unpocked her phone and innocently pointed the camera towards you, acting like nothing was happening but clearly looking at Ji, you were not happy anymore.

 “Let’s eat as we walk” you told him to take him out of there even though she seemed armless.

You had to take a longer road, the girl has started to follow you. Fortunately, you succeeded in hiding from her and her camera and were able to go to the cinema without more incidents.

“Do you think I’ll do the front page of gossip magazines tomorrow?”

“I’d say, more likely tonight!”

He laughed, not outraged by that at all. Bigbang were not strangers to scandals, Jiyong being caught on a date, disguised, would be the less outrageous one.

“Are you happy love? You seem nervous” he asked just before the film started.

“When I’m with you, I’m always happy. But, yes I’m nervous” you murmured in his ear. He wanted to ask something but the man on his back “ssssh’ at him. He was a little upset, not so used to the etiquette in a theater. His low “why so rude” with a cute little invisible pout made your heart flustered. 

You curled your fingers with his and your hands clamped together. You leaned your head against his shoulder. He was trying to stay as far as possible from the person on his other side, almost sitting on your laps. The shy man he is, was never comfortable with the presence of a crown, unless he was on a stage. Even less, when they were sitting that close and when he felt trapped. But despite his uncomfort, he wanted to do something casual with you and your heart melted.

There was another habit of his that was not “theater friendly”. He couldn’t never stop talking to you during a movie. Normally, when the movie starts and he gets into it, he keeps asking questions as if you know more than him. He did a couple of times but people around made faces or just asked him to shut up, not so politely. It was funny to see his upset eyes, each time. The theater was not his element and it became clear for you why he did this. 

“You love the…” he started, again, before you put your index on his mouth.

“Shh baby… shhh.” you smiled at him fondly. 

“This is so hard…”

You laughed but unfortunately, it was a sad sequence in the film. People around looked at you and you felt awkward. 

You looked at him and analysed his attitude. He seemed uncomfortable, stressed. To be honest, the way he twingled on the chair, it was almost like he needed to pee. Without a word, you grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room.

“What are you doing?”

“Shh… don’t speak. I don’t want those ladies to recognise your voice” you said, pointing at a bunch of teens with Bigbang t-shirts in the hallway. “Follow me”. 

You went out of the theater and as soon as you could, you hid in the corner of a building. A dark spot where you both could talk peacefully for a moment.

“Ji… why did you really bring me there. Clearly, you don’t enjoy…”

“Aww…  you noticed. I’m sorry love, I ruined our date. I just wanted to take you to a place where normal couples go”.

“I felt it… Let me ask you this. What is that thing called ‘a normal couple’? What’s this? What do they do, that we don’t do?”

“Casual things”.

“Ok… and?”

“Casual things. Normal people do casual things”

“Ji...baby. You thought I needed something else than what you offered me? You thought I needed to go to the theater? You did it to please me?”

“...”

“Ji…”

“... yes”

You wrapped your arms around his waist and snuggled your nose in his chest. He smelled good, but he didn’t smell himself. He smelled the owner of this sweater. You missed his smell.

“Who owns this sweater?”

“Noona Tae. I borrowed it. I wanted to look normal”.

“But… I love YOUR own smell on you. I love to see your smile, not your hidden smile behind a mask. I love to see your eyes sparkle when you look at me. Those shades didn't allow me to. I love when I hold your hand and I see your tattoo. I love that you can speak freely to me, not when you are scared to cause a scandal and have to hide your beautiful voice. You know what I mean?”

“I… think so”.

“I don’t need a casual date to be happy. I don’t want you to put yourself in danger for something I don’t like that much, anyway. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable in order to please me. I want you to be happy. Completely and totally happy” You hugged him tightly. He seemed sheepelish. “Do you know when I can see you like that? Happy?”

“...No?”

“When we are alone, at your place. Yours, not mine. Because yours is secured. I love when we hug at home. I love when we talk, all alone. When we have our deep conversations. When we redo the world. I love when we have our movie date night, snuggled in pajamas. I love when we have our take out night. I love when we go to a fancy restaurant by the back door, too.”

“But you deserve better”.

“Better that you? My perfect boyfriend? The man who kisses me so passionately? Who never fails to make me happy? Who listens to each and every word I say? YOU are what I love Ji. YOU. It has nothing to do with a lifestyle. You, with your gummy smile, your tender eyes and your soothing voice. With your skilled hands. My artistic man that needs to create 24/7. It’s your personality that I fell for. I really don’t care about casualty''.

He closed his arms even harder on you, his nose buried in the crook of your neck. A long sigh escaped his lips.

“Ji… I didn’t like to see you uncomfortable like that. I didn’t like when you were scared to get caught. I have to say tho, I liked when the people whooped your loud ass” you teased “You are unable to watch a movie without talking. Even if you were not an idol, you would be condemned to watch your films at home, you don’t know how to stand in public” You teased, tickling his side.

“I love you so much, Y/n… I’m sorry I ruined our date”.

“You ruined nothing at all. I told you already, being with you makes me happy” you tiptoed to kiss his hidden nose above his mask.

“Listen, we still have some time. Maybe we can continue to walk around the neighborhood hand in hand?”

“No, you were not comfortable. Maybe in some city where nobody knows you, but not in the middle of Seoul where you are the King of those ladies’s heart. We can always take some fresh air in your private little backyard. It’s enough for me”.

“I was scared that you would feel trapped…”

You stepped back and took out his mask. You needed to kiss him, you needed his lips. Mostly, you needed to see his smile again.

“I don’t feel trapped. Our relationship is perfect. Absolutely perfect. I couldn’t have dreamed of a bond as deep with someone. This is what I need. You’re what I need, my Jiyongie”

He smiled that big shy smile that you love so much. That you fell for. That smile that makes your stomach twist and your knees weak at the same time. 

“I love you, you have no idea how much I love you” he said before his lips pressed against yours.

“I know how much you love me, you proved it to me again, tonight”.

“There is an activity that couples do that I’d gladly do with you tonight”

You pretended like you didn’t catch the meaning.

“Really? Gaming?”

“Gaming? Really Y/n?” He laughed.

“Let’s go home. I cannot wait for you to dress like your own self again. Those clothes, they don't suit you well. Then, maybe, you’ll show me what you were talking about”.

He kissed your face before, his breath warming your skin on this cool night.

“I’ll show you what I was talking about, no doubt. Let’s go”

“Ji… No more disguise, ok? I want you to stay yourself with me”.

“I got it… I got it. Then, it means that I will drag you in all those fancy restaurants again”.

“... or I can cook us some food too”

“The perfect balance”

You couldn’t agree more. You were the perfect balanced couple and you couldn’t dream of a better boyfriend. 

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[sindrafalcone]

Secret Valentine...

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Kwon Jiyong (G Dragon) x reader

Synopsis: Jiyong finally figures out his secret Valentine

Warnings: fluffiness, candy induced fluffiness

Author’s Note: Finally finished this belated Valentine’s fluff piece! Maybe Jiyong will leave me be for now so I can go back to writing Seunghyun. lol My apologies for the lateness. But I hope you guys still enjoy!

Suggested Listening: ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work. I do not own any images used.

Masterlist

From his place on the floor of the YG mens locker room, partially hidden behind some empty boxes, Jiyong yawned as quietly as he could & checked the time on his phone. 5am. That meant that most of  the early employees should start arriving soon. He felt himself smile and excitement bubbled up in his chest. This time he was finally going to figure it out...

The chocolates had begun mysteriously appearing in his locker on Valentine's day of 2007. Bigbang had made their debut, but hadn't quite managed to find that hit song that he was so sure he'd be able to write sooner or later.

After an incredibly long and tiring day of dance practice he'd opened up his locker, only to find a tiny white box sitting on the shelf inside. The box was plain, not even a bow or a note in sight. Curiosity got the better of him as he carefully extracted the little package from it's hiding place, turning it over in his hand to see if he could figure out what it was. “Hey!” he called out to the other four men. “Did any of you guys slip this into my locker?”

He held the box up so they could all see it, but every man shook his head. “What is it?” Seunghyun asked, his voice a bit muffled as he changed shirts. “If I knew that, do you think I'd be asking who put it here?”

“Well, open it!” Youngbae encouraged.

Jiyong eyed his best friend warily, but decided he was right... the only way to find out was to open the damn thing. He slid his thumb along the flap and pulled it back. He had to fight the urge to laugh as the whole group crowded around him in order to see what his unexpected gift was.

“It's...” Jiyong was at a loss for words.

“Chocolate?” Daesung offered tentatively. “I think...”

A single chocolate truffle was all the box contained. It was sad looking and irregularly shaped, clearly a homemade attempt. Jiyong reached into the box with trembling fingers, picking up the chocolate in between his forefinger and his thumb so he could examine it closer. It was obviously dark chocolate, covered in a layer of cocoa powder. But it still had a faint scent of something else... 'Oranges, maybe?' he thought to himself.

“Awww.... Jiyongie got himself a Valentine!” Youngbae teased. “Who's it from?” the maknae asked.

“I have no idea.” Jiyong whispered, just before he held it up to his lips and took a bite.

Despite the yelling protests of his friends, telling him he was insane for eating something from an unknown sender, Jiyong was in heaven.

He had been right. The slightly bitter flavor of the cocoa powder hit his tongue first, followed quickly by the sweetness of the rich chocolate as he chewed the soft confection slowly. Only after he swallowed did he taste the orange and something slightly more astringent... probably alcohol of some sort. A satisfied groan came from somewhere deep within Jiyong's chest.

“Damn...” Seunghyun swore under his breath. “Must have tasted better than it looked. Can I have the other half?” he looked at the leader hopefully.

“No.” said Jiyong simply & then popped the rest of the treat into his mouth. This was his very first Valentine's chocolate and he was not in the mood to share it.

The guys just shook their heads and went back to getting ready, all interest in teasing Jiyong was lost now that the chocolate was gone.

And that was how it had started.

Jiyong had received “mystery chocolates” in his locker every Valentine's Day from there on out, with the exception of the couple of years he'd actually had a girlfriend. And on those years, he'd found himself seriously missing the candies. So much so, that he'd started to make absolutely sure he was single on Valentine's Day, just so he'd be guaranteed to get his chocolates.

Over the years the number of candies had multiplied and improved in quality. The second year, there had been four of the same that he'd gotten the first time. Each one a little rounder & more expertly shaped than the one before. And it had just snowballed from there... fillings and toppings had changed, there was now a mix of dark, milk and white chocolate. And, he had to admit, the candy itself had gotten prettier, more well made. Practice made perfect, Jiyong supposed. But the boxes, even though they'd been getting steadily bigger, were always plain & white with no indication whatsoever as to who kept leaving them in his locker.

Jiyong heard the door to the room open, jolting him from his memories. He watched as a shadowy figure crept into the room and headed straight for his locker. Patiently he waited... the “chocolatier” as he'd come to think of her, opened his locker quietly, pulled a container from her bag, and slid it into place on the shelf. Then she stealthily shut the door to the locker and turned around.

That was when Jiyong sprung his trap.

“A-ha!” he yelled in triumph, flipping up the light switch and flooding the room with the harsh glow of florescents. “I've gotcha now!”

You screamed and flattened yourself against the row of lockers at the sudden invasion of light.

Jiyong stood there just blinking, trying to give his eyes time to adjust.

“Ji... Jiyong?” your voice wavered in shock and a slight tinge of fear. “You scared me to death!” you held a hand to your chest, attempting to slow the frantic beating of your heart.

“______________-ah?” Jiyong asked, his voice sounding confused, but intrigued at the same time. He couldn't imagine that you, of all people, turned out to be his mysterious Valentine chocolate maker.

You'd begun working at YG in 2005, starting as an unpaid intern, basically running errands and cleaning. Through the years, you had managed to work your way up through the company based solely on hard work and perseverance. You moved over to working with the Coordi Noona's on wardrobe & then transferred to the set and stage team. Now you were incredibly proud to be able to say that you were the main set designer for all of Bigbang's concerts. It was a job that you loved and hated at the same time. Because it helped keep you close to Jiyong, the man you had come to love and accept that you could never have. So, you made a compromise with yourself to make him chocolate every Valentine's Day, never letting him know who they were actually from, because you knew that his rejection would absolutely wreck you.

Jiyong moved around the boxes he'd been using as cover and strode over to stand in front of you, dangerously close.

“So... you're my 'chocolateir'?” he asked with a smirk.

“I...” it was on the tip of  your tongue to say that you didn't know what he was talking about, but you knew it was no use. You'd been caught & now would come the rejection and humiliation that you had been so scared of for years. That's why you had placed them in his locker in secret in the first place, you didn't have the courage to face Jiyong and admit your feelings.

He simply reached around you and deftly popped his locker open, reaching in and coming out with the simple white box in hand.

“Jiyong, I...” you started to explain, but he just held a finger up to your lips.

“Shhhhh.....” he said with a smile as he pried the lid open.

You watched as his face lit up like a little kid, looking at the variety of chocolates in the box this year. He pointed to a white chocolate one that you'd made for the first time. “What's this one?”

“Raspberry mousse.” you told him flatly.

“And this?” he pointed out another.

“Pistachio.” you sighed.

Jiyong took his time looking the box over, but the longer he took, the more his delighted face turned into a frown.

“Where's the orange ones?” he pouted.

“What?”

“The orange ones!” he whined. “You know... like the first one you made me.” Jiyong looked at you then, his brown eyes pleading.

“Oh....” you chuckled. “those are on the second layer.” you reached over and lifted the first section of the box to reveal the tier below.

Jiyong's eyes grew wide as he saw that the entire second box was filled with nothing but the orange truffles that he loved so much. Without hesitation, he reached in and lifted one out, popping it into his mouth in a single bite and moaning aloud, just as he had the first time.

You felt yourself shiver as Jiyong ate the truffle. Watching as his eyes slid closed in complete bliss and the sound of satisfaction escaped his chest. You couldn't help but feel proud that your chocolate making skills had managed to elicit such a response.

“They aren't orange.” you whispered, not sure why you felt the need to correct him on such a small detail.

“What?” his eyes popped open in shock, the moment ruined.

“The truffles...” you stammered. “They aren't orange. They're Grand Marneir.”

Jiyoing grinned. “I thought I tasted alcohol...”

“I, uh... I learned how to make them from my aunt.” you admitted shyly.

“And the rest?”

“Well, at first I just watched videos online and eventually I took some local classes on chocolate making.” you said quietly, not really sure why you were admitting all this to him.

“All that... just for me?” he asked, carefully taking the first layer from you & setting both down on the nearby wooden bench.

You just nodded, suddenly unsure of what to say.

Jiyong turned back to face you, his face suddenly serious. “All this time... why not just tell me, _______-ah?”

“I...” you briefly thought about lying, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it. “I... wanted to wait until they were perfect. And I was... I was afraid you wouldn’t return my feelings.” you looked dejectedly at the floor, certain that he was going to try and turn you down as gently as he could. You couldn't bear to watch his face as he did it.

To your great surprise you felt Jiyong step into your space. One hand snaked around your waist, coming to rest at the small of your back. His other hand gently came up under your chin, tilting your face so that you were forced to look at him.

“They're already perfect.” he murmured. “They were from the very beginning.”

You opened your mouth to protest, because even you had to admit that the first truffle you'd left him had been positively ugly. Instead Jiyong slid his mouth over yours, objectively swallowing anything you were about to say.

The kiss shocked you at first, but once you realized there was actually feeling behind it on his part, you began to kiss him back eagerly. You wound your arms around him, pulling Jiyong even closer to you.

There was a hint of dark chocolate & Grand Marnier and you found that couldn't get enough now that you'd finally gotten a taste of him.

After a while, he broke the kiss and pulled back slightly, his lips still barely touching yours. “You were my first Valentine.” he admitted breathlessly.

“Really?” you gave him a dubious look.

“Honest.” he smiled. “You can ask the guys if you don't believe me.”

You returned his smile, leaned forward and gave him another small kiss.

“Can I also be your last Valentine?”

Jiyong pulled you into a tight hug, whispering into your ear, “I'd love that, actually... just as long as you always make me those orange truffles.”

“Deal.”

Jiyong exhaled a breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding and chuckled. He pulled back so that he could look at you.

“Fair warning,  _________-ah. I feel like I should tell you to brace yourself.” he said, his face suddenly serious.

“Brace myself?” you asked, confused. “For what?”

“I have a lot of White Day's to make up for...” he said, winking at you before leaning in for another kiss.

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