#seungri anti

[elfangel94]

BIGBANG stopped performing Fantastic Baby at MAMA and the world went to shit.

#*sigh* #seungri anti #big bang #bigbang #k-pop #kpop #mama #mama awards #fantastic baby #top #t.o.p #gd #g-dragon #gdragon #g dragon #kwon jiyong #daesung #seungri #d-lite #taeyang #sol #choi seunghyun #dong youngbae #kang daesung #lee seunghyun

[daesungindistress]

Sex offender stans in my inbox proving that not only are they woefully uninformed about their fave's case, they're too thick in the head to absorb, much less retain, even the most basic facts of the BB members' past controversies as well. Their ignorance is consistent, I'll give 'em that much.

#I'll say #it is refreshing to see them drop the act stop pretending to care about bigbang and go full akgae/anti #and there are days when I enjoy setting seungri stans straight re: the fact of his ill-fated years-long involvement in a variety of crimes #but not at daesung's expense #so no I will not be publishing that slanderous shit #thank you and have a nice day

[j-a-nuary]

Date Roulette: Jiyong

Tuesday

Intro Week Start

Seungri Week Start

Daesung Week Start

Taeyang Week Start

Seunghyun Week Start

Jiyong Week Start

Next

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Warning level: suggestive (higher end of suggestive)

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I woke up with my head smushed against Jiyong's shirt, and his arms wrapped tightly around my body. Which is to say: I woke up confused. I remembered everything, but I couldn't really make sense of it.

I was not the type to back down from a building argument. At least, I tried not to be. And kissing him again? I knew how I had gotten there, but in the light of day I just couldn't make the logic work out the same as it had last night.

But I could work that stuff out later. Right now, I had to peel a human banana clip off of myself and track down a production… assistant? Director? It occurred to me that I didn't actually know what Chul's job title actually was.

Again, not a priority at the moment.

I shook my head, trying to knock loose the cobwebs that had accumulated in there overnight. I immediately regretted the action as an invisible band tightened itself around my temples.

Muffling a groan, I rolled towards the edge of the bed, finding my escape from his clutches easier than I had expected.

Jiyong only let out a soft whine, but stayed asleep. I grabbed one of the pillows and pushed it towards his arms. He readily accepted it, pulling it into his body in a stranglehold.

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Once I was above deck, I located a staff person that I vaguely recognized. I had seen her around a few times, typically with an assortment of cords in her hands.

This morning however, she was leaning against a railing. In one hand she had some sort of snack bar, in the other she seemed to be scrolling through sns.

As I approached, she gave me an apologetic look - covering her somewhat full mouth and bowing. I waved a hand and shook my head, hoping I was coming off as nonchalant and not grimacing too much from the growing dizziness between my eyes.

"Sorry for interrupting," I started, "I just wanted to know if Chul is around."

"Mm," she paused, finishing chewing before continuing, "he's still downstairs. I guess he's got motion sickness pretty bad."

"Ah," I frowned, "I was hoping to talk to him before everything really got started today."

"Hmm…" she looked a little unsure.

"Please."

After a second, she nodded. "I'll show you," she offered.

I followed her back below deck.

=====

The room was smaller. Substantially so. Obviously meant as staff quarters.

It annoyed me, but I figured I'd gone on enough anti-capitalist tangents before. Besides, if Chul wasn't feeling well there was no reason for me to bring more negativity to him.

I also had something more urgent to address.

Chul looked like shit. He was rumpled. Hair stuck out at odd angles, wrinkled clothes, and that wince of illness. He was busy shaking some tablets onto his hand.

"Hey," I took a seat on an empty bunk, "anything I can do to help?"

He shook his head, wincing again.

"I've got dramamine and pain killers," he huffed, "I'll live. What's up?"

I sunk into myself slightly, feeling a little guilty that I was - once again - coming to him for a favor.

"I…" I paused as another staffer came in for a moment. They grabbed a bag and left without a word. Wordlessly, Chul handed me the bottle of pills. Taksen. I took two, nodding in thanks as he handed over a bottle of water as well.

I waited an extra second after swallowing the pills before starting again.

"I'm worried about this week."

Chul nodded, silently urging me to continue.

"I woke up and…" I blinked, brows dipping as I thought it over again, "I can't make sense of last night."

"Yeah," he agreed, "I didn't expect you two to get over things so quickly."

"Exactly!" I nodded - ignoring the headache, "it's like Ji… he just knows how to get past my guard somehow."

Chul hummed, a thoughtful look taking over his features.

"But… what does this have to do with me?" He asked.

"I… I don't know. I just wanted…" I frowned. What did I want? Someone to keep an eye on me? Someone to talk to?

"I just wanted to know if I was crazy or not for thinking it was strange."

He laughed. Not at me. More of a what can I say sort of laugh.

"The whole thing is strange. Has anything happened to you this last month that isn't strange?"

I rolled my eyes, huffing at him and crossing my arms.

"Okay," I conceded, "but this is extra strange. I couldn't stand his jealousy, but one conversation later I let him sleep in my bed?"

Chul lifted an eyebrow, teasing me.

"Shut up," I snapped, "nothing happened. Just sleep."

He shook his head, raising his hands as if showing his innocence.

"But it's still weird!" I pushed. "I remember the conversation. That one bit shouldn't have been enough."

He sighed, shrugging.

"This whole thing between you two has been a roller coaster. Maybe this is just another up."

I groaned, but didn't speak. He had something close to a point.

"You just have to survive a few days. Tomorrow is a group day, then Sunday as well."

"You know that this won't just end on Sunday," I grumbled.

"True," he leaned forward, patting my knee reassuringly, "but we can worry about that next week. For now, let's just focus on today."

"Fine," I agreed, "but just…"

I stumbled over my words again.

Luckily, Chul knew what I was getting at.

"Hey, I can always make up some technical interruption if you need me to. Not forever, but for five minutes at least."

I nodded. Standing up, I placed a hopefully not overly familiar hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you Chul," I squeezed his shoulder slightly, "seriously."

He nodded.

=====

I had hoped that Jiyong would be gone by the time I returned to my cabin. Or at least still dead asleep. Instead he sat up when I entered, pouting over my pillow at me.

I froze, just for a second. Thankfully, he seemed sleepy enough to have missed it.

"You left me alone," he croak-whined.

"I figured you could use the sleep," I shrugged. I sat on the edge of the bed and hauled my backpack from where I had stashed it on the little armchair yesterday.

His pout stayed in place as he shoved the pillow behind himself and lifted his arms towards me.

"Come back to me, my love."

I cringed at the endearment. It sounded hollow somehow.

"Luna?"

I looked up, meeting his gaze. His eyebrows were drawn together, and he appeared to be giving me a thorough looking over.

"Hmm?"

He didn't immediately answer. Instead, he sat up and leaned forward. Supporting himself on his knees and one hand, he reached forward and pushed the hair out of my face.

"Are you not feeling well? I'm sure I have medicine or something with me."

I shook my head, pulling away from his hand.

"No," I turned my attention back to my bag, "I already got something from Chul."

Jiyong crawled forward, invading the space next to me.

'What did he give you?"

I shrugged, still searching through my bag. "Just something for my headache. You know how it i- Ah there it is!"

I held my toothbrush aloft in triumph.

Jiyong smiled, presumably at my antics, but continued his questioning.

"But what specifically?"

"Why does it matter?" I retorted, moving towards the ensuite so I could finally brush my teeth. I laughed at Jiyong's expression, now looking extra concerned. "I doubt he'd try to drug me or something."

"Of course," he nodded slowly, "he'd have to be a psycho to do something like that."

He moved awkwardly, getting himself untangled from the bed so he could follow me.

"Still," he took up residence behind me now, sneaking a hand around my stomach as I brushed my teeth, "it might react poorly with that tea."

I rolled my eyes at him through the mirror. I felt crowded, but resisted the urge to push him away. Maybe it was the… was this a hangover? PMS? Regardless, there was an uncomfortable feeling lingering through my body that I couldn't help interpreting as danger.

Jiyong took my lack of rejection as encouragement. He hooked his chin on my shoulder and lifted his free hand to brush my hair back from my face.

"I want to make sure that you're safe, my love."

That was going to get real old, real fast.

I shrugged myself from his clutches, spitting and rinsing my mouth before speaking.

"It was just Taksen," I turned to face, fixing what I felt was the fakest smile I had ever worn onto my face, "I'm sure I'll be fine Ji."

=====

We had lunch on the boat, a vegetarian take on naengmyeon.

"You know," I broke a not quite awkward silence as we ate, "I used to hate soup."

Jiyong looked up from his dish, frowning slightly.

"I'm sure they could make something else."

"No," I shook my head, "this is fine. I just was against soup on principle."

Jiyong blinked, squinted, and finally placed his elbow onto the tabletop and his chin into his palm.

"On principle."

It wasn't exactly a question, but it was clear he wanted further information.

"Well," I lifted my spoon, observing its contents closely. After a moment, I downed the liquid before continuing. "Soup is different back home." I held the spoon up, now watching the way the sunlight reflected off its surface.

Jiyong patiently watched my antics.

"Mostly it just seemed like someone made a meal and then," I shrugged, "decided to put it in water."

Jiyong looked down at his own bowl, brows drawing together as he considered the food before him.

"How is that different than this?"

I shrugged again. "Soup here seems to be done on purpose."

His frown deepened for a moment. Then, after shaking his head, he burst out laughing.

"What?" I asked, unable to remain serious in the face of his outburst, "what's so funny?"

"I just," he shook his head again before leaning forward and resting his chin in his palm, "never know what you're going to say next."

A month ago - hell even a week ago - I would have expected that sentiment to be accompanied by a frown. Disapproval of what and how I choose to be. Now however…

He seemed to have forgotten his food, simply gazing at me with something like wonder writ across his face.

"Eat," I nodded towards his bowl.

His smile deepened. Shaking his head, his lips parted to speak.

"I-"

"Don't tell me you're full by watching me," I cut him off. "You need to eat."

He let out an abrupt laugh, but lifted his spoon regardless.

=====

I wasn't sure if it was exactly typical for yachts to pull up on Sindo. From what I could see, the boat that we were on was the only non-ferry visible. There was some discussion between pier staff, show staff, and even Jiyong himself at one point, before we were able to fully… park? I made a mental note to look up proper boating terminology.

Something about the way that Jiyong returned from the conversation sent a flag up in my mind. He looked sheepish, but happy - victorious, but a little shy. He had a bounce in his step that translated to his silly straw sun hat flopping slightly as he approached.

He looked like a dad on vacation that had just gotten a bargain.

"Is everything okay?" I asked as soon as he was close enough to talk to.

"Yes," he quickly answered. "I just have to, ah…" that slightly embarrassed look replaced his smile for a second.

"You didn't bribe them, did you?"

He laughed, but didn't answer. Not directly anyway.

"The manager's wife is a fan," he explained. "I just offered to sign a picture."

I squinted at him, trying to play up my disapproval.

"Jagi~," he stepped closer and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "I got us a spot, right?"

I pursed my lips, letting out a "hmmph" noise.

"I did well," he wiggled my shoulders back and forth, teasing, "right jagiya?"

"I guess it's okay," I gave him a sidelong look, "as long as we're not breaking a law or anything."

A slightly confused look took over his features for a moment as he tilted his head.

"I don't think so," he murmured, "even if there is one, it will only be a fine."

I sighed deeply, remembering a phrase that my friends back home and I used to say pretty often: 'Punishable by a fine' just means 'legal for rich people.'

=====

We navigated renting some scooters, including two bigger ones that were more like golf carts for the staff and their gear, and headed out. It was already near noon when we had arrived, so we stopped in a small cafe for something to eat before heading towards Modo.

It was something like a break, but not really. Jiyong had suggested we share a scooter, but I had wanted a little bit of extra freedom.

"Think of the show," Jiyong pouted.

"I am," I countered. "Just imagine how fun it will be for the audience when I inevitably run off on my own and you have to chase me down."

I heard Chul snort out a laugh somewhere off camera at that.

"My love," Jiyong's pout deepened, "think of the way their hearts will flutter when you put your hands around my waist."

I shook my head, rolling my eyes for good measure.

"That's actually dangerous. If anything I'd have to grab your hips or shoulders," I shrugged. "Holding your waist messes with your center of balance."

The pout was gone. In its place was a blank stare, seasoned by a few blinks.

In the end, I allowed him to "convince" me. Truth be told, I was beginning to have a headache again, and I figured I might be better off if I let him "drive". I also begged another painkiller off Chul, who made a point of holding the back of his hand to my forehead and squinting at my eyes and hands.

"Do I pass the inspection?"

Chul's eyes narrowed, "for now. Here."

With that, I was handed a tablet, a bottle of water, and a helmet before settling in behind Jiyong on the little moped.

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The air on my face felt nice, doing a little bit to clear the ache in the center of my forehead. It also helped that most of what I could smell was salt, mud, and algae. I breathed deep, shutting my eyes to block any potential motion sickness from compounding the horrendously loud pounding of blood in my ears.

I was a little disappointed at missing most of the view while we rode. I had searched the island online when the plan was initially proposed and knew that I was surrounded by greenery and farms. I hoped I'd be able to see them on the way back.

At first, I was a little bitter about going to Modo with Jiyong. It was on my list, buried in my liked photos on my private Instagram. Somehow, I doubted Jiyong knew that though. Much more likely was the chance that he simply looked up day trips on the islands and things to do.

Not that that was a bad approach. I had simply been spoiled by Seunghyun and Daesung's attentiveness.

I allowed myself a moment of malcontent before convincing myself not to let petty details ruin Baemikkumi for me.

Getting an afternoon snack also helped. I excused myself to the bathroom after ordering, taking an extra moment to pat some cool water over my face and neck. The day was hot, extra humid due to being on the series of islets.

It also gave me a moment to respond to messages that I had been ignoring.

From: Hugeboy Any clarity on that mysterious situation you were in? σ(^_^;)? From: Hugeboy Ah… I know you're probably just busy but still it feels a bit… From: Hugeboy I want to call you From: Hugeboy But I don't want to be a bother From: Hugeboy I miss you ｡･(つд`｡)･｡ From: Hugeboy Maybe I should be embarrassed about saying that From: Hugeboy No! I don't care if it's embarrassing! From: Hugeboy I! Miss! You! ♡♡♡♡♡ (*T^T)

I couldn't help but to half smile, half pout, at his messages. Reading back over them I couldn't help but feel a little bad about not having responded. Still, I supposed I had a pretty good reason. At least on Sunday.

To: Hugeboy Would you believe me if I said I miss you too? To: Hugeboy I had a sort of… medical issue?? To: Hugeboy Nothing serious. Just stress. To: Hugeboy Honestly, I think I'm still recovering.

For perhaps the second time ever, he didn't instantly respond. Well, that's only fair. I checked my other messages.

From: Zico You know what I'm going to say, right? ㅋㅋㅋ From: Zico I think he's really lost it this time From: Zico Seriously… are you a witch or something? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

That last message had been accompanied by a blurry video of what appeared to be Mino. He sat with his phone in his hands, staring at it with an obvious pout on his lips. I couldn't truly make out what he was saying, but I could tell it was something like:

"... doesn't… nothing…"

A few seconds before the video ended, a new message came in from Zico.

From: Zico

I would ask why Mino just texted me asking for advice on playing it cool, but I think I already know the answer.

I snorted a laugh and quickly typed a reply.

To: Zico Why should he start now?

To: Hugeboy I like that you're embarrassing~~ ♡ To: Hugeboy Better to be embarrassing and real than to be cold and uncaring From: Hugeboy Fine! I miss you more than makes sense (*T^T) From: Hugeboy When can I see you? To: Hugeboy I don't know. I'm sorry. From: Hugeboy It's not your fault ＼(_ _) To: Hugeboy Still… To: Hugeboy I have to go. I'll message you again soon I promise.

With that, I clicked my phone back to locked, and headed back outside.

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Jiyong insisted we rehydrate, a set of iced teas mixed with fruit juice already on the table when I returned.

"Making sure to take care of me?" I teased him.

"I always take care of you."

At Jiyong's suggestion, plenty of photographs were taken. Primarily of me. I did offer a few times to take pictures of him, but he'd simply shake his head and say he had enough photos of him to last a lifetime.

That seemed both reasonable and a little unfair. Not to him. He was right. Nobody needed more photos of him. But it was unfair to put me in the spotlight with so little warning.

Once we were in the park, it was every few minutes with him. He'd point at something and ask me to pose next to it. As if I knew the first thing about posing.

I tried to push the negativity out of my mind. For years I had been the photographer for my friends. Ninety percent of the photos that existed of me were mirror selfies, or taken using a makeshift tripod and the timer function. I took a moment to be grateful for the influx of proof of life provided over the last few weeks.

Besides, the picture of me being held in giant metal hands did come out nicely.

=====

Just a short while later, Jiyong was sulking.

Well, not actually. He was playing it up for sympathy, scowling as the yacht pulled closer to the dock on the mainland. I pretended that I hadn't noticed.

"It's a shame," I said as casually as I could.

I was rewarded with shining puppy eyes from Jiyong.

"We didn't even get a chance to go into the ocean water this whole time."

Jiyong grimaced. Obviously, this was not what he had been hoping to hear. No doubt he would have liked for me to say I wished we could spend another night on the boat. Or perhaps that I didn't want to return to the house.

Truth be told, I was itching to get into the giant tub in my room. I couldn't wait to stretch out in a familiar bed again.

But the summer sun was still well above the horizon, so I was willing to bet that the approaching dock was not the end of the day.

=====

We ended our day at a bar masquerading as a barbecue restaurant. Nothing fancy, thank god. Just a little meat, a few vegetables, and a small gas fire to cook them over.

And soju.

Of course soju.

I contemplated the mushroom tipped shaft before me, pretending to ignore the shot that Jiyong had placed beside my plate.

"Come on," he whined slightly, meat tongs now back in hand. "Don't make me drink alone."

I sighed, biting the earthy brown cap off the skewer in my hand before turning to down the drink.

"That's my girl."

I made a point of rolling my eyes at his words. He just laughed and tossed back his own drink.

He's in a good mood. We had been in that weird confrontation for so long that I had forgotten about this version of him. Relaxed, happy, not mistaking jokes for attacks - this was the version of him I had fallen for in those early days.

"Hey."

I blinked, shaking my head slightly as I came back into the moment. The cup next to my plate was full again. I reached out to take it, but two fingers fell across the top to stop me. Looking up, I saw Jiyong watching me with that soft look he had been wearing for the last two days.

"Where'd you go?"

The seat I was in didn't really have a back to it, otherwise I would have leaned back. As it was, I supported myself with an elbow on the edge of the table.

"I was just thinking. About the beginning."

A moment of silence passed between us then. For me, it was reflective. For him… well…

He shook himself out of it and set the food aside so it didn't burn. After making sure everything was safely set, he sat down facing me. He shuffled to the edge of his seat and reached forward to grab the legs of mine to pull me closer.

"What?" It felt like a reasonable enough question.

"It can be like that again, jagiya."

He picked up my hand from the table, winding it into his own. His thumb brushed over my fingers for a moment before he pulled my palm to his cheek. Quickly, he pressed a kiss against my hand before securely holding it against his skin.

"I can make it like that again," he stared, an intensity that made my skin flush but also crawl.

"Ji," I tried to pull my hand away.

"No," he renewed his grip, pressing another kiss against my fingers before continuing, "I'll do whatever I need to do to make you realize that it should be me."

I experience an odd mix of reactions to that. My neck tensed, hairs prickling up off my skin as if his words had sent a cold breeze across my back. I felt goosebumps raise over my arms.

On the other hand, my stomach swooped and fluttered. A warmth spread down from my gut, part of my body clearly reacting well to the earnestness of his words.

"Just let me prove it to you this week."

=====

I silently wished that we had taken one of the company cars to the pier yesterday. Not necessarily one of the giant vans, but just something with another driver. A chaperone.

As we hadn't, I was stuck in Jiyong's car with him. Not that I thought he'd do anything too scandalous. There were still cameras in his car after all.

No, it was a more internal issue than that. With an external cause. That I was internally incapable of solving.

Jiyong's hand was on my thigh.

Which was fine. It was fine. It was a respectful enough distance between my knee and my hip. It was simply resting there, largely inactive save for a few swipes of his thumb over my skin. It was fine. I could deal with this.

Except for that gut churning warmth from before that was still sitting behind my waistband. Except for the tell-tale sensation of my body preparing itself for something that it was not going to get.

But it was nice. In a way.

I glanced at Jiyong, which may have been a mistake. I don't like to think of myself as being shallow but good lord the budding tension would be easier to prune back if he wasn't so fucking pretty.

=====

Finally we were back home, as much as that word meant anything anymore.

I was glad to be back in the house. I tried to remember where I was in my cycle. Had I last had my period during Seungri's week? Maybe it had been Daesung's? It wasn't totally out of the question that my hormones were simply amped up.

It usually wasn't this noticeable though. I was overtly aware of the wetness between my legs. Every step I took was accompanied by a naggingly persistent glide of self-lubricated flesh.

In a number of different situations, it would be titillating. In this one it was almost concerning.

"I'm going to head to bed," I was perhaps a bit curt with my words, but I was aching to get into the bathroom and clean myself up.

"Are you feeling okay?" Genuine concern filtered through Jiyong's words.

Maybe I wasn't doing as good of a job covering as I had thought.

"I'm fine," I cleared my throat. Doing my best not to meet his eye, I came up with a weak excuse. "I'm just tired from traveling and everything."

In the periphery of my vision, I was aware that he was nodding. I pretended to focus on putting my shoes away neatly.

"Jagi," his hand found my wrist, "I…"

I forced myself to meet his eye. He really was so fucking pretty.

I wasn't aware that my mouth had opened until I felt his thumb brush over my bottom lip. When had his hand reached my face?

Against my better judgment, my tongue dipped out - primarily to wet my lips, but incidentally lapping at his skin.

He even tasted pretty.

This close, I could see the blemishes underneath his makeup.

"Oh you guys are back."

Jiyong pulled away from me, scalded by embarrassment or annoyance.

Taeyang stood in the openway, in all the glory of what I was sure was one half of a matching couple's pajama set, holding a glass of water. His eyes shifted between the two of us. There may as well have been chemical formulas flying around his head with how hard he was staring at us.

Good lord I was glad to see him. His presence had been exactly the shock I needed to escape whatever was going on with me. Hormones, alcohol… whatever it was, I was glad for the distraction.

"I'll go first," I mumbled, carefully avoiding touching either of them as I moved.

=====

My body bounced with the force I had thrown myself at the mattress. The inspection I had given myself in the shower had confirmed what I already knew. I debated texting Daesung, weighing the chances of us somehow getting caught. Typically I'd have no problem staying quiet, but with how amped up I was… there was really no telling.

Though I had teased him about tying him to the bed. What better time to try it than ri-

My thoughts were cut off by a tapping at the glass doors. Scrambling for decency's sake, I retracted my hand that had been making its way between my legs of its own accord. I tightened my robe around myself before pulling the curtain aside just enough to see who was there.

I was greeted by raised eyebrows paired with one hand holding a bottle, and the other holding a pair of wine glasses. The eyebrows jumped comically. Laughing, I took a step back and unlocked the door to pull it open.

"I thought you might need to debrief."

I shrugged, making my way to the seat by the vanity.

"It's legitimately strange how well you know me sometimes."

Seunghyun just smiled as he toed off his shoes and slid the door shut behind him. After being prompted by a pointed nod from me, he made sure the curtains were back in place as well - a shield for our private conversations.

"I heard he took you on a boat," Seunghyun stated it like a fact, but I could tell he wanted confirmation.

I hummed, watching him uncork the bottle and pour us both a glass. His fingers were deft and swift. They moved with confidence through the series of motions.

"-by? Yah…"

I shook my head, pulling myself back to the moment.

"Sorry," I frowned, "what were you saying?"

He chuckled, holding a glass out towards me. I stood to take it, standing perhaps a little closer to him than was absolutely necessary.

He held his glass towards me. Raising my own, I lightly tapped it against his.

He gave me a pointed look.

"No," I said, "you should drink first oppa."

He raised an eyebrow at that, but he also raised his glass. After allowing him to take his time to taste the wine and swallow, I spoke up again.

"How is it?"

"Jammy," he said after considering his words carefully, "a little tart. Not bad."

I hummed.

He had to have known what I was doing. No way was I subtle about it.

He didn't stop me though.

I couldn't really make out such details that would lead to the descriptor of "jammy", but I could taste the remnants of sweetness and sourness well enough on his tongue.

After a moment I pulled away. Lifting my hand, I thumbed away an invisible droplet from his lips. The thumb was then placed against my own, my tongue coming out to taste it in a much more acceptable adaptation of the earlier moment with Jiyong.

Trained as they were on his face, it didn't escape my eyes the way Seunghyun's attention was locked onto the movement.

"Put that away before you cause trouble," his voice sounded strained when he spoke.

"Hmm…" I smiled up at him, "don't want to."

He took a moment to carefully place both of our glasses further back on the vanity. Straightening up afterwards, he took another moment to look me over. One of his arms looped around my back, pulling me close as his eyes ran over my face, neck, and assorted other spots of exposed skin.

Eventually, his eyes landed back on mine.

"How are you feeling?"

What a loaded question. I had already been fighting a losing battle against an unexpected wave of arousal when he showed up. I was a little embarrassed that all thoughts of Daesung had been pushed from my mind until this exact moment. That of course led to a brief detour into shame. That particular spiral was then cut short by how good Seunghyun's fingers felt on my skin when he reached up to brush my hair from my face.

His stern features were soft. It was a look that I kept seeing from him more and more often. A look I could see myself getting used to.

A look that simplified my answer.

"Good."

He nodded, serious as ever.

"A little more…" I tilted my head, thinking of how to describe it, "awake than I expected," I admitted.

There was a moment then. We both seemed to be waiting for something, but I didn't know what that might be.

It turned out to be my tongue. Once again, I slid it over my lips. More from nerves than anything else.

Seunghyun dropped his head slightly to press his lips against mine.

I hoped he wouldn't hold the sound I made against me. It was embarrassing enough just to have such a strong reaction to him. My head spun, thinking about the ups and downs of our dynamic over the last month. Or maybe it was from the kiss itself.

We had kissed before. Obviously. But this was different. This was a fight against a riptide, and I was more than willing to drown.

"Baby," Seunghyun was mumbling against my lips.

I groaned, annoyed at the attempted interruption.

"Baby."

He forced us apart this time. It was like he was determined to ruin the vibe.

"What?" I couldn't help the annoyed tone that slipped into my voice.

Confusion flashed over his face for a moment before he hardened his gaze.

"What happened?"

I blinked. I was not following his train of thought at all.

"What… you mean with Jiyong?"

He nodded, solemnly watching me.

"Nothing," I shrugged. "We went on a boat, we went to a sculpture park, we…"

I cut myself off. Did it really matter? A momentary lapse in judgment in a yacht hot tub with a man who was functionally my ex?

"Baby," softer this time, "you don't have to hide anything from me."

"We…" I huffed, then started again, "I…"

Seunghyun maneuvered the both of us, moving so he could sit at the vanity and pull me onto his lap.

"Take your time."

I let him pull me into him. Resting my head against his shoulder, reveling in the feeling of his hands soothing down my back. Breathing deeply, I could smell some faint cologne struggling to cover up that ever present tobacco scent that clung to him.

"It's stupid." I was pouting again, but trying not to let it color my voice too much. I'd much rather go back to the kissing than talk about how Jiyong could seemingly climb inside my skull at will.

"What is?"

"Me," I moved against him, getting my head into a more comfortable position. If that position also put me in closer reach of teasing his neck and ear… he didn't seem to notice, "probably."

"We both know that's not true," he laughed.

I didn't protest, but I didn't agree either. Instead, I simply sighed heavily, trying to sneak my lips onto where I could feel his pulse in his neck.

"Baby," he gently admonished me. His hands pulled me upright to meet his eyes again. "You know I'd love to keep going, but you also know this is a coping mechanism."

I rolled my eyes, "don't pretend you know me better than I know myself."

That got a reaction out of him.

His hand raised, tightly gripping my chin so there was no way I could look away again.

"Listen to me baby," his voice had gone deep with the intensity of his message, "I would have no issue fucking you until you couldn't walk, if that's what you truly wanted."

Another embarrassing sound eked its way up my throat and out from between my lips.

Seunghyun paused his lecture to kiss me, rougher than I had expected. He bit my lower lip, pulling a groan from me as he pulled back.

"However," he shook my chin slightly, demanding my attention raise from his lips to his eyes again, "I will only do so when I am one hundred percent certain that it is what you want and not just a distraction."

What was there for me to do besides blink? And after that, what option did I have but to start crying?

"Baby," he dropped his grip from my chin and tugged me against his body in a tight hug. "Oh, sweetheart, don't cry. I'm sorry baby. Please don't cry."

"I… I just don't understand…" I sobbed, embarrassment no longer a concern. "How…. He… Ji…"

"Deep breath baby," he crooned into my ear. He started rocking slightly, obviously going all out in his attempt to comfort me. "Breathe for me. You have all night to tell me what happened."

I'm sure all eloquence was lost as I tried to explain through unintelligible sobs and the deep breaths that Seunghyun would occasionally remind me to take, but eventually I was able to explain my concerns. At least to the point that Seunghyun eventually started telling me that I didn't need to explain anymore.

"It's okay, baby," his voice was low, quietly reassuring me, "I understand."

"The worst part is I don't even know why I care," I whined, "I just want him out of my head."

By now, we had made our way onto my bed. Seunghyun laid on his side, arms pulling me protectively into his chest while I had rambled out my complaints.

"Just being around him is like getting drunk," I mumbled. "I feel defenseless."

"You-"

A knock on the glass doors interrupted him. He frowned, looking down at me questioningly.

"Did you invite Daesung down?"

I shook my head, nerves twisting my gut.

"Maybe he want-"

My text tone interrupted me. Shuffling to free my hand from between Seunghyun's and my bodies, I turned to grab it from where I had dropped it on the mattress earlier.

From: Llyong Boho Awake?

I shut my eyes, holding my phone up for Seunghyun to see. I felt the soft vibration of another message coming in while he looked at the screen.

Seunghyun's jaw tightened. He took the phone from my hand and sat up.

"Don't…"

He leaned down to press a kiss against my forehead.

"I'm not going to message him. Just wait here for a moment, okay? I'll tell him you're sleeping."

I nodded, wondering why he looked so tense.

He stood up and ran his hands through his hair a few times. Back and forth, messing it up and then smoothing it back. After a second he undid the buttons of his shirt, all of them undone before he misbuttoned one near the middle. He paused for half a second. Nodding to himself, he then took his belt off. He let the leather strap land on my floor before he turned his attention back to me.

"Unlock your phone."

I pressed my thumb against the fingerprint reader and handed it over to him.

"Thank you baby. Pull the blanket over yourself, okay?"

I did as he asked, going as far as turning to face away from the sliding doors so Jiyong wouldn't see my face.

I heard the plastic rattling sound of the curtain runners, followed by the whooshing noise of the sliding door opening.

"What do you need?"

"What are you doing here?"

The crunching of gravel, followed by the whoosh of the door. I assumed Seunghyun had stepped outside.

It was a little disappointing to not be able to hear the conversation. However, I could appreciate not being drawn into it at all.

After maybe fifteen minutes, there was that whoosh yet again. I felt my body tense up.

"Baby?"

I relaxed, turning over to look up at Seunghyun. He gave me a small smile.

"He went back upstairs."

I nodded, "you didn't have to do that."

He placed my phone on the bedside table before unbuttoning his shirt again.

"I know, but I'd rather I deal with him than make you do it."

He moved as he spoke, draping his shirt over the seat by the vanity before turning back towards me. He nodded at the space next to me on the bed.

"Can I?"

Rather than answer, I simply opened my arms towards him.

His smile was wider this time, as he bent down to crawl up the mattress and over my body.

Supporting himself on his knees and forearms, he brushed his nose along my neck. It was followed by his lips pressing against my jaw.

"Hyun…" I sighed out his name as what had started as me baring more of my neck towards him turned into a stretch.

"Yes?" He asked, pulling away to watch me.

I traced my fingertips over his ribs and onto his back, pouting slightly. "Don't stop."

He moved, working one of his knees between mine and coming in for a kiss.

Just shy of my lips, he spoke again.

"I'm still not going to fuck you tonight."

I whined, digging my nails into his back to further express my annoyance.

He laughed, leaning onto his side slightly so he could run a hand down the side of my body.

"If you need me that badly," he paused to kiss my cheek lightly, "there are other things I can do."

His fingers paused, dipped just slightly under the waistband of my pajama shorts.

"Would you like that baby?"

#date roulette #dr:bb #dr:jy #bigbang fic #bigbang fanfic #bigbang x oc #bigbang #big bang fic #big bang fanfic #big bang x oc #jiyong #kwon jiyong #seunghyun #choi seunghyun #t.o.p #g dragon

[drzephyr]

Hey in fairness they had an influence on the entire industry! Some of it was terrible, like seungri being involved in burning sun, but also top is an incredible rapper (try doom dada), gd spoke out against industry standards Constantly (try his anti-mama rap at mama in like 2013), and taeyang broke ground with eyes nose lips. They were really of their time, and you did need to be there to experience their power, influence and incredible stage presence. Also, fantastic baby slaps.

Taeyang has a great voice, that's true. I might listen to whatever solos he has.

But I was initially asking about the music catalogue, and I got my answer.

#.txt #ask #yeah I can still feel their influence through the bigbang bts pipeline whacking every bg in SK #and dozens of 2nd/3d gen MVs looking a certain way #every other group maybe? #I'm not an expert in any bg except shinee don't yell #shinee got whacked by being an sm ent. group which also entails rapping like you hate rap but for different reasons

[roo-bastmoon]

I will not blindly trust anyone.I am not wrong for that.The facts you presented were good actions taken by them.But you do not know their motives.You choose to believe the best in them and I choose not to take a decision at this time.I should not be judged for it.There are lots of examples of "innocent" and "good" people caught doing what antis accused Jimin and his parent of. I maintain a stance of innocent until proven guilty.I just do not take to upon me to certify their innocence when I know literally nothing about them personally. And frankly you don't too.Just look at BB Seungri's case. It was unthinkable from him.But he was guilty.I think innocent until proven guilty is not an unreasonable approach to take.

I understand networking but through his parents?It is not like BTS wanted to do this so Jimin's father helped it make easier for them when the official came his business place.It is the other way around.Contacting my parents to convince me to do something in my career doesn't sound shady to you when I already said no at first?Is there a cultural context that I am missing here because in the US this would be super creepy.

Going forward, if you don't come off anon and openly stand by your words in my inbox, this will be our last interaction. I'm entertaining you once more out of the hope that you are speaking sincerely to me and not trolling. If you're being real with me, I promise to try to understand and respect you. If you're being a dick, I'll just delete your messages from now on.

First of all: I'm gonna need you to do your own homework, my friend.

If you believe that everyone is innocent until proven guilty, say so. Don't twist it, saying MAYBE the accusations MIGHT be baseless. That assumes guilt, with the possibility of innocence. Big difference.

Second: Who is asking you to certify anyone's innocence? That's a pretty big job even for a whole legal team. And no one is on trial.

And innocence from what, exactly--antis' allegations of using charity as a cover for having shady ties to government officials and browbeating BTS? Based on "Source: Trust me, bro"?

I encourage you again to go read the unbiased articles. Gather the facts for yourself. Don't color in the gaps with anyone else's hot takes--wait for more facts. Use some critical thinking skills. Ask yourself who is blowing up this story, and if it is getting blown up mostly because it's connected to Jimin, and why that is?

Third: I suspect there will always be cultural nuances to these sorts of things. I'm no expert at all in Korean social norms but I do know many Asian cultures rely on familial ties and community networking to form business connections and collaborations. Nothing here was done in secrecy. Nothing here was sneaky sneak. People had conversations. They were forthright about it--they went on record about it. They gave the press quotes about it.

No one was threatened. No one was manipulated. Folks talked. Jimin and JK's dads (both business owners in Busan) thought participating in the expo bid would be a good idea and they said so to their kids. Their kids agreed. BTS agreed.

From what I've read on this, all that happened here is that a local politician went to a local businessman's café and asked him to talk about asking his locally favored son who became world-wide famous if he'd be interested in helping raise awareness on a big economic opportunity for their local community and Korea at large. Jimin's dad ran it by JK's dad, and then they chatted with their kids. That's it. That's the story.

The way antis took it and just RAN with it... like everything they do... is based in bullshit. Like, one time the Norwegian ambassador came to Mr. Park's café, and Mr. Park gave him a photo of Jimin as a souvenir, and the ambassador posted about it on Twitter, and suddenly Mr. Park has political ties and aspirations. It's just all bullshit.

The government had floated this idea of involving BTS in the bid to Hybe for MONTHS. Of course they did; nothing in Korea gets bigger than BTS. And Hybe didn't say no--they just didn't say yes, yet. Jimin and JK's dads didn't suddenly propose this idea and MAKE BTS agree to it. From what I've read, the company still deliberated for months after the deputy mayor spoke to Jimin's dad and the dads in turn promoted the idea to their sons.

Why did it take so long to say yes? Well, I can only hazard guesses: perhaps the company wanted to figure out their solo era strategies before agreeing to a schedule for the next 7 years... or maybe they were waiting on expo bid plans to firm up before making commitments in case the artists didn't like their ideas... or maybe they were still feeling out how the new administration (that didn't contact the dads) would behave before making an official connection with them, maybe, I don't know. In the end, the members all were asked their opinions about this and they each agreed to be cultural ambassadors. We clearly saw them on video at the ceremony; they seem happy and unbothered about it. It's a big deal for Korea--something liberals and conservatives both agree on (which is rare).

So, even if you find it creepy that officials approached Jimin's dad at his place of business (which is unorthodox in the US, I agree) it would be the POLITICIAN'S--not the DAD'S--faux pas. There's no scandal with Jimin or his family, and for randos on the internet to tout the ideas that Mr. Park does charity with ulterior motives, or that he's got shady personal connections with right-wing politicians, or that he's strong-arming JK and his family and all of BTS into doing something they don't want to do... is ludicrously insulting at best, defamatory to the point of being damaging at worst. Anyone who thinks that there's truth to those rumors has the burden of proof: habeas corpus.

If I'm being totally frank here, the way you worded your ask, ears perked up, eager to jump on some whiff of wrongdoing... it just really pissed me off. I did my best to respond calmly and with facts, but... it's really hard to gauge your intentions, here. You seem very enthusiastic about the idea that Jimin and his dad could be bad people. These aren't characters in a K-drama; they are real human beings who have done nothing but consistently be kind, generous, and helpful for years and years. No one who personally knows them has ever said a bad word about them. So anyone who starts accusing them without any proof of doing underhanded activities or of being guilty or shady or creepy is an anti; anyone who gleefully speculates that it's likely true is borderline-anti. And that's how you came across to me.

So if that's who and what you are, then please go away. Go to Google and find whatever answers suit you, but just know that I'm tired. This exhausts me. If you feel any of the members could use philanthropy and family for personal gain, and you still truly consider yourself an Army with that mindset, I am embarrassed to count you among us.

And if that's NOT you--and you only genuinely meant to raise questions or discuss sincere doubts without hoping for the worst--then it really sucks when someone makes assumptions about your character and accuses you of things you didn't do, doesn't it? It's really stressful and feels just awful, when people misunderstand your words and deeds and then make snap judgements about who you are. Maaaybe you're innocent, but maybe you're not. I don't know you personally, right? I don't know your motives, right? Maybe there's cultural context I'm missing here, but your eagerness to suss out some kind of scandal seems very suspicious.

Am I wrong to suspect you? You know, like you 're prepared to suspect Jimin and his dad?

*sigh*

Look, I'm not asking you for blind faith, here. I'm not saying you gotta worship Jimin and think he and those close to him can do no wrong. Not at all. I'm telling you to go find proven facts, and stick to the proven facts. Everything else is just noise. We gotta do better.

Here, have a pink-haired Jimin as a parting gift, so we can close this discussion on a good note:

[barnesbabee]

and Im not gonna speak on the seungri situation anymore but I saw some people say 'I love the way GD gave seungri the killer parts so antis cant escape him!!'

like first of all GD was the first person to dislike seungri lmfao, and second of all the killer parts are like 10 seconds at the end of the song and they are very easy to skip and ignore, it would've been hard if it was the choruses but those were always for daesung and taeyang

[topconfessions]

To the anon I don’t think anyone was suggesting top is a perv who is into literal teenagers but he does like girls who are a good ten years younger than him ie early 20s. This doesn’t make him a creep there’s quite a lot of men that are like this but it is apparent by looking at his dating history this is what he’s into. So please don’t be so mad it’s not an attack on him.

exactly. nobody is going to date a teen. you know how some antis are, they purposely read over what is said then repeat it back and label it to start drama.

if anybody is trying to date teens it's the higher ups who try to sign the idols and take advantage of them behind the scenes, but that's a story people aren't ready for.

as for top he just likes very youthful and young women cause it stimulates him and it's just his type. Mentally he seems to ideally see himself with an older woman for the image sake of it but day to day basis he is mentally where the young people are. Nothing wrong with that, it's just facts. GD doesnt seem to have an age preference, ofc young but he dated kiko who wasnt too far off from his own age. Taeyang has a wife of a decent age. daesung seems to date around his age range. seungri and top date young but seungri is young and top is just mentally young.

dating an older woman tbh seems like it'd keep top feeling restricted aside from the cultured aspect of agreeing on mature things. he seems to like a lot of freedom and young people can give the illusion of that.

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[denimini]

antis want to link that woman with him because she was friends with seungri and involved in the burning sun scandal

Ever since one Anon said she was involved in that scandal, it seems more possible that it could be another attack at JM, especially considering it originated from a JM hate forum.

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[yugyeomszn]

sorry not sorry, y’all are clowns for this apologizetoSeungri shit. He was literally confirmed to be in the chats (via court documents) but here y’all go, on twitter trying to STILL defend the shit.

I don’t know what’s worse him or the people that still support him despite it all. 

#anti seungri #Seungri

[radblinkzen]

Seungri BigBang Burning Sun club update

A while ago I made a post about the accusations on Seungri’s club, Burning Sun. When the first post was made, not much information was known and there were little reports on the incidents, some with conflicting information. As of 28/02/19, more information has surfaced, and I feel the need to share it.

At the time of the original post, all that was known was that women were being drugged by staff and dragged away to be raped by VIP guests (and the staff themselves), who were later revealed to often be foreigners that invested into the club. This came to light after this video of an unconscious woman being dragged to the VIP section circulated around the internet.

Testimonies have come out by VIP guests and some staff that this was a regular occurrence. There is also evidence that the police knew of these occurrences, but were paid off by the club and its affiliates to not only keep quiet but silence female victims that tried to report or speak up.

Around the same time, a report came out that a man (identified as “Mr Kim”) had been assaulted by staff and even one of the club CEOs, after trying to save a woman who was being dragged away. He was beaten and kicked out of the club, then arrested by police. At the time of his arrest, the club and police had different stories over why he was arrested. The police said that Mr Kim was obstructing the officers, while the club said that Mr Kim was the one who was assaulting the woman. When an ambulance arrived to help Mr Kim, the police stopped them from looking at him. The police also obstructed Mr Kim’s mother from filming the assault and dragged her away. There is CCTV footage of the incident that the club attempted to hide at first.

Most of the latest news has come from a female reporter that revealed a number of incriminating text messages that Seungri had reportedly sent to other staff working at the club. These messages show evidence of pimping/hiring prostituted women for guests and gang members being involved. YG and Seungri have denied the texts and said that they were fabricated. Upon hearing the denial, the original reporter said “There is no reason why I’d edit or fabricate the messages. There is absolutely no fabrication or editing, except for the extremely inappropriate expressions I’ve purified (for publication purposes). I will actively participate in the investigation if required to do so in the future.”  

Translation:

Seungri: Kim, do everything Investor B asks. Prepare Arena main seats 3 and 4. Looks like a client from Taiwan has come. Call *** and help him. Kim: Which girls could I call now. Chinese, omg. Anyway, I’ve prepared the seats. I guess B is the only woman. Yu: And Kim, make sure B doesn’t mingle with other people. Kim: I’ll be right next to her. Seungri: Do it right, Kim. And don’t make any mistakes. Yu: Someone who can accommodate B, someone who can’t speak English. People like Mr Lee (current Burning Sun representative).

Kim: We prepared two main seats and sent security too. We’ll take good care. Seungri: Okay, how about the girls? Ones who give well. Kim: I’m calling them now but I don’t know if they’ll give. They’d give if it were you guys, lol. Anyway, I’m calling the cheap ones. Wow … the size …threee of them are bigger than me. Anyway, I called ** (girl). They’re apparently Taiwanese gangsters. C: Chinese people like girls who look like they had a lot of plastic surgery. Seungri: Anyway, do a good job. Yu: I’m preparing prostitutes now so when the two prostitutes come, Kim, lead the way and help them get to the hotel. Two is enough right? Kim: Yes. I’ve sent the two gangsters.

Note: Some of the words used were euphemised by the reporter. Most uses of the word “prostitute” in these messages were actually originally “whore”

There are other reports that illegal drugs have also been sold and used in the club. There is little physical evidence, and YG and Seungri have denied this, but considering that drugs were used on women to sedate and rape them, I consider this another lie by them. There is also photos of Seungri with a woman currently believed to be dealing drugs, but this is unconfirmed.

In regards to gang relations, as you can see in the aforementioned texts, Seungri and the staff reference the presence of gangsters. There is also a report that says that Mr Kim’s mother had been threatened by men that she believes to be gangsters, but there is little information on that. We must also take into account the fact that police corruption via paying off and threatening victims means that there is likely a larger power involved, as Seungri or even YG himself is highly unlikely to have this sort of power.

Not as important, but still related to his illegal activities (take it as character evidence), it turns out that Seungri also has another club, Monkey Museum, that has been registered as a retail store to avoid higher taxes. The argument for Seungri is that there is technically little room to dance so it doesn’t really count as a club.

Reddit mega sources that include several dozen links to sources that include various websites, article, videos, images, testimonies, and such:

https://www.reddit.com/r/kpop/comments/alnhm7/burning_sun_club_owned_by_seungri_masterpost/

https://www.reddit.com/r/kpop/comments/auxkub/seungri_masterpost_20/

@rabbitheads what are Korean news sources saying?

And Thank you @ms-hells-bells so much for proofreading and improving it

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[mrkwonandmrchoibabygirl]

No matter how many times you will say that bigbang is trash or history i will never agree with you couse i’m a Real vip and i will support them trough their worst moments too

#antis be like #bigbang #g dragon #choi seunghyun #gdragon #seungri #daesung #lee seunghyun #taeyang #vip until whenever #jiyong kwon #kpop

[topconfessions]

Agree with so much in your last answered ask. I used to adore Seunghyun but the way he's acted throughout his career and especially the past few years.. really rubs me wrong. To me, HE is the one that ended BigBang. HE was the one who wouldn't be seen with them, not showing up to shows, absent from entire tours, etc etc. It's clear to me now he's always and only been about himself and uses the other members/whoever he can to further that. I'm done with him. Wishing all the best to the other four.

Exactly. I always said back when the group was still intact that he was throwing Seungri under the bus a lot and I didn't like that. Now it feels like the other members followed his lead minus GD. Top was just as much a problem as RI but it wasn't apparent and obvious. RI was loud with his misconduct and TOP was subtle with it. Same. I tried SO SO hard to stand by him and I threw away many years of my life standing him hardwire I used to have a folder on my computer of 100s of His pics saved up. Tons. I never spent money on him though cause something in me told me don't do it. This group would somehow disappoint me and my intuition was right. I spent on jonghyun and Shinee. HyunA, SNSD, FX etc. But my fave group bigbang I didn't minus some socks with top fantastic baby cartoon character on it (they were cute) cause I always knew they weren't as close as they projected.

I understand if top felt used and slighted by the industry but don't take it out on the group.

How many times I said he should have announced MADE was his last project with rhe group and left then. I remember the entire Fandom thought he was leaving when Tazza 2 dropped and he carried himself like he was transition into acting full time. Then after that and out of control movie, he tanked and started goofing around.

I try so hard not to come off as some anti or hater but I was just like everyone else deep into them in my pre teens and teens. Now I'm nearly 30. 29 this July. I Have to look at them realistically now and not with feelings or weird hypnotized teen rose colored lenses.

Besides. They did their last tour many years ago and I was still really young. Not stable financially and didn't have the means to go see them nor meet them in person like others did in Vegas. I was so upset with myself but now I don't feel anything cause it would have hurt more if I was in the state I am now where I can go and make the trip, meet them outside the venue only to watch TOP himself turn out like this

I feel like a disappointed umma or ahjumma. Like I'll always love him but its like where are his true friends at? Lee jungjae I have no beef with him. He was fantastic in squid game and worked his ass off for so many years that was his big break and he deserves it plus he'sa sweet man. But TOP gives me vibes that he sees his friends for who they are and knows that aside from genuinely caring about them, people like jungjae will come in handy eventually for a come up or a favor.

What happened to the flamboyant old dude the famous Japanese artist who created the flower smiley face rainbow artwork that's well known in all the expensive shops and art world? He doesn't seem extremely close to him anymore.

Chileee.

[sayruq]

It’s not your fault about seungri we all have faves that we didn’t know were extremely fucked up and there was no way even with his creepy comments to know that he could do something like this. Its suprised even me and I wasn’t a fan of him :(

Thank you! I keep telling myself that so hopefully it will stick. I don’t read those articles anymore, I had to stop after the snuff films and the fact that he used minors in his club were revealed

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