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PHOTOS YOU’VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND JIYONG

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Who You?

Pairing: Ex!Jiyong x Reader Genre: Angst Rating: G Summary: It's harder to pretend he doesn't miss you than he thought. Word Count: 0.8k Warnings: slighty mean Ji

Jiyong never understood why he turned up to these things. Hanging out with friends when you were among them wasn’t the same anymore. He knew he said he could do it, he could go back to being just friends, but it was a lie. His fingers ached to touch you, to hold your hands like you used to do. His lips tingled thinking of the many kisses you shared.

But now you were a crowd of people away and barely looked at him.

He hated it.

“Hey, we should all pile up on the ferris wheel!” Someone called out and the group immediately agreed. Assholes. Jiyong hoped like hell he’d get paired with anyone but you.

The line wasn’t too long, but somehow you’d drifted closer to him. Close enough to reach out and touch. He huffed and looked away. He wouldn’t give in now, not after a month of toughing it out and swallowing the pain. Another thirty minutes was nothing.

“Hey, Ji.”

His traitorous heart lurched at the sound of your voice and his head whipped around fast enough to make his neck hurt. Sure enough, there you were looking up at him with shy, unsure eyes. He said he’d never fall in love again yet there he was falling for you once more.

“Hey.” The word was stilted and rough around the edges.

You didn’t care. “Everyone’s pairing up. Do you have someone yet?”

He hated how the words seemed to carry a hidden meaning, as if you were asking if he’d moved on. A silly question given his history. He always took his time warming up to someone enough to hold them close the way he’d done with you. He had at least another year ahead of him and he didn’t even have someone new in mind.

He shook his head. “Nope.”

You nodded, more to yourself than in response to him, and pursed your lips. “Me either. We can buddy up then.”

“You assume I’d want to.” The second the words were out he cringed. He couldn’t help but be a little bitter, a little petty.

Your smile faltered. “We can’t go up alone.”

He wanted to argue, wanted to throw a tantrum and say mean things he didn’t mean just so you’d feel the same as he did. Yet, as always when it came to you, he couldn’t bring himself to keep up the act. And he was sure as rain that you knew how weak he was for you. The breakup had been a shitty attempt to get away from the vulnerability you brought out of him.

“Right.” He muttered. “Well, I’m not holding your hand if you get scared.”

He hated how everyone gave you both knowing eyes and sly smiles. This meant nothing. It was a simple ride that be just like your failed relationship—slow but over as soon as it started. He hated how the car was small and forced you sit close together. He needed much more than an arm’s length of space between you. Being so close to you made his skin tingle in ways he’d rather not feel. This was a stupid idea. Suddenly he couldn’t stay. still, fidgeting in his seat while pointedly looking away from you. There was no telling what dumb idea his body would get looking at you this close.

“Do you regret it at all?” Your voice cut through his unease, slamming him back down to earth with the tenderness in your voice. “Do you…do you ever miss me?”

What possessed him to look your way, he’ll never know. Yet still, his eyes found yours in the dimly lit car just as it reached the top of the ride. For the first time of the night, you looked hurt, wrecked and falling apart.

“What does it matter?” He ground the words out, determined to keep up the appearance of indifference. “The past is in the past.”

He hated the way tears lined your beautiful eyes but didn’t fall. The way your bottom lip trembled as if it was just that hard to keep it together. The way he wanted to pull you close and hold you and tell you it’d be okay—that you’d be okay, you just needed more time to get used to life without him. That he honestly still loved you more than words could express but the fear of being left wanting was stronger.

A fear you were living in that moment.

His body moved on its own, an arm curling around your shoulders and bringing your face to his chest. You shuddered with a quiet sob and he broke too, turning in his seat to hold you properly. As his eyes started to burn, he found himself whispering into your hair:

“I miss you every day and night.”

[katarinawwwland]

am i a one person who disappointed about how little bigbang fics there is or maybe i don't get how to search them cause i so much love them and don't know how to deal with it

[saidrabbles]

the way you are

pairing: kwon jiyong x idol! reader

summary: amidst crazy stalker threats, you receive an irresistible opportunity to collaborate with the one and only, g-dragon.

warnings: excessive stalking, threatening with weapons.

a/n: i’m always reluctant to write for jiyong, feeling like i won’t give it justice. but i’ve been wanting new jiyong fics heh

not proofread

breathe in, breathe out. that’s what you have been trying to do to regulate the overwhelming fear and stress from the last couple of months. you’ve had plenty of haters, critics and stalkers all up on your business, but not quite like this one. the stalker released personal information that almost cost you your house, as you stare at the plants that you’ve spent incredible attention so that they flourish. not only that, but he started threatening your life, posting photos of the weapons he will use on you.

which is why you’re currently laying on your bed, with countless guards all around your apartment, as well as the entry. what started as a two-week hiatus stretched into three months, as they still can’t pinpoint his location. your thoughts quiet down as the ringing becomes louder. it’s your manager. “hello? have you found him?” it was instinct at this point, asking about updates.

the person on the other side sighed, “no, but i received an interesting collaboration invite. i know that you can’t think about music at the moment, but i thought if i turn this one down without asking you, you’d come for my ass one day.” you were intrigued to say the least. “go on..”

“it’s g-dragon.” you jump up from your bed, your breath caught in your throat. “he’s making his comeback album, and he told us he would love to work with you, he’s a fan.” you feel your heart beat a little faster. you not only know about g-dragon, but you knew him as kwon jiyong too. you’ve met at several events, hitting it off as you found several shared interests. but he never asked for your number, nor did you.

you sat silently thinking about doing a collaboration with him, during this icky time where you don’t know how to go out without feeling hyper-aware of every eyeball pointed your way. but remembering his deep brown eyes got you agreeing. you missed singing, and you missed the presence of another human other than your bodyguards and manager. that’s all that it is, you tried reasoning with yourself.

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walking down to his studio, you felt nervous. there will be nothing between us, you breathed. you knocked, and almost immediately heard footsteps coming your way. he opened the door, his eyes meeting yours almost instantly. “hey.” he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, “hey” you smiled. he settled for a handshake, wanting to seem cool and casual. you felt vulnerable standing outside, and wanted to be engulfed with the safety of four walls as soon as possible. you couldn’t shake the uneasiness.

for the next few hours, thoughts of said stalker left you as you listened to his demo, discussed the essence of the song, which emotions he wanted the song to evoke. he was truly charming when he spoke with such passion. his eyes sparkled in a way that pulled you right into them, wanting to know the meaning behind some of the deeper sparkles in them. he has a habit of ruffling his hair or biting his thumb when he’s thinking, you thought to yourself.

the moment of admiration and peace came to a stop as your manager entered the studio with worried eyes. you knew. you excused yourself as you left the studio with her, feeling the overwhelming stress take over your senses. “he’s posted again. he was dumb enough to leave a big clue on where he is, but i’m not sure we’ll make it in time.” you felt yourself go numb. he’s on the run, he could be anywhere and you were not in the safety of your home. “hey” the brunette held you in place by the shoulders, “don’t worry. i’m here, you’re here and i will protect you no matter what.” she sighed “the safest place right now is in that studio” she left you frozen in place as your manager went to talk to the police.

after a few minutes, you regained your composure and went back in.

he could sense your change in demeanor, he could see it in the paleness of your once rosy cheeks, the lack of focus in your eyes. you sat in your chair, barely acknowledging the warm presence next to you. he stared at you for a few moments, trying to figure out what went wrong.

he was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard a clap. “okay, let’s do this!” you try to look at him, unable to hold eye contact, feeling like you would cry if you did. “i think i got the gist of what you want in the song, i want to start on the lyrics right away- “(y/n)” you stopped midway, but still refused to fully look at him, the plushies on his sofa look way more interesting than his intuitive eyes. “(y/n), please look at me.” he tried again.

you don’t know if it was the pleading or the softness of his voice that made you give in. you slowly look at him, feeling tears well up in your eyes. his brows knit together in a frown, looking like a worried puppy. you bring your shaking hands to your face, covering the tears threatening to fall. “i’m so tired” your voice was raw and shaky.

all he wanted to do was pull you into his arms, to kiss away your precious tears...but he wanted you to be comfortable in being vulnerable with him and didn't want to scare you off.

"i just.." your voice was betraying your stance of resilience. that's when you felt a hand caressing the top of your head, so softly that you'd almost not notice if you weren't closing your eyes trying to suppress your tears. "i’ve been stalked for a while now, and yes i know, we have stalkers almost everywhere we go but this…he’s different.” you finally gain the courage to take your hands away from your face.

you carefully look at him, only to see his eyes already searching yours. “at first it was ‘normal’ stalking behavior but it progressed aggressively, from posting my whereabouts with possessive words to posting photos of me in the distance and a weapon pointed at my direction.” you heard him sharply inhale, like a dragon preparing to blow a huge fire on something, or someone. only then did you realize the close proximity that you’re in, his knees almost touching your thighs.

his eyes were no longer warm and inviting, you can almost see the protective fiery glistening. he gets up and leaves, leaving you dumbfounded. after what felt like hours, he came back. “i talked to my attorney, he works with some of the best detectives in seoul, and he will get the fucker on his knees in two days max.” he walked towards you, “until then, please allow me to escort you to the safest place i know, a house that not even my family knows about.” he stops in his tracks, his eyes widening at you. that’s when you realize your tears has betrayed you and are flowing freely down your face.

without thinking, he kneels down at where your sitting, and envelops you in the warmest embrace. it was right, protective, and everything you needed. sobs escaped as you held on to him, finally letting go. “i’m scared” you say almost incoherently, and you feel him pulling you closer, if it was even possible, as he drew comforting circles on your back. as he whispered protective promises, you felt your cries becoming hiccups, as you slowly calmed down.

he pulled away, only slightly, with one of his hands holding you while the other cupped you face, gently wiping your tears away. “i’m sorry that i didn’t know sooner” he breathed. “it’s okay” you choked. “no, it’s not. i have been following your updates, looking forward to anything that you do, wanting to approach you, but i never did.” he eyes moved down your lips for a moment then back to your eyes. “i should’ve asked your number the first day that i met you.” he confessed. it was your turn to stare at him wide-eyed.

“what do you…” you were once again aware of your close proximity. “mean?” you whispered, afraid talking any louder would give your feelings away. “i…liked you the first time i saw you, then started wanting more of you when i started talking to you. you amaze me, (y/n), truly.” he let you go, and you didn’t realize that you were holding your breath. “but i didn’t want to come off as weird, because, as weird as it sounds, im serious about you.”

you felt warmness spread from the center of your ribs outwards, enveloping you whole with new intense feelings. “well,” you breathed, “then that makes us two weirdos.” you brought your hand to hold his in place, afraid that he’ll run away with your confession, “i feel the same way about you” he felt his heartbeat speeding. “i like you too, jiyong. and i wanted to get your number way earlier on as well.”

you were almost blinded by his toothy smile, his eyes twinkling under the fluorescent lights. and before you could return a smile, he pressed his lips on the space between your brows, sending an embarrassing blush from your cheeks down to your neck. he pulled back, ghostly brushing his thumb over your lower lip, and before you could prepare your heart, he closed in the distance.

he wanted it to be a gentle kiss, he really did, but he couldn’t get enough of you. he could almost taste the coffee you’ve had a while ago, and he wanted to devour all of you. he put one hand around the back of your neck and his other on your waist and kissed you harder, biting your lower lip for permission. but he didn’t need one, because you were so desperate to let him in. he was rough, his neediness seeping through the kiss.

you both got lost in the kiss, forgetting about the necessity of air. you reluctantly pull back, only enough for the both of you to breathe, as he rested his forehead on yours. “that was…” you were both smiling. you haven’t felt this safe and happy in a really long time, and you didn’t want to let go of him, ever. “so, you said you know of a safe place for me?” you can see the side of his mouth move upwards into a smirk, “eager, are we?” you hit the his elbow, giggling.

“we have plenty of time to get there, i want to take it slow, with you.” you looked away, your cheeks betraying you. you heard him laugh, “me too (y/n), and i’ve never felt this way about someone. i want to protect you, if you allow me to.” you reached for his hand, interlocking them, and adding a reassuring squeeze “you have no choice now, since i don’t think i can feel safe with anyone but you.” you still had one question lingering in your mind.

“hey…uhm, does that mean you didn’t really want to collaborate with me? like…using it as an excuse..?”. “no, i really love your music, and i really want to release music with you.” you searched his eyes, looking for any sign that what he said wasn’t true. “although, i’m not going to lie, i thought if you saw me doing what i do best, music, you would…like me.” you placed your hand on the top of his head, ruffling it.

“but i liked you for the way you talk, the way you try to involve everyone in the conversation, the way your eyes shine when you talk about your passions.” you were now stroking his cheek, “i liked the way you carried yourself, and i like you even more for the way that you can be vulnerable with me. i love your music, of course, but kwon jiyong is so much more than music.” you smiled.

he brought your palm to his lips, and kissed it. he was in trouble now. you were in trouble. because he believes that he won’t be able to let you go, ever.

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[wardo]

Jiyong gatekeeping all the variants of his album from international fans and giving us to choose between 4 variants

Made my life easier ngl

[eru-vande]

I really wish that while he's in SK they will meet as ot4, but reading this interview makes me feel as if it only will break him even more

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i'm honey (she/her/hers) — a twenty-four year old woc who loves kpop, film, star wars, frodo baggins, and reading; a bona fide nerd.

i write for k-idols (bts, txt, enhypen hyung line, top, gdragon); squid game (gihun, sangwoo, daeho, thanos, myung gi. i personally do not feel comfortable writing for the games, but am open to writing about life before and after them. here's an example!); lord of the rings (characters from the original trilogy, as i haven't seen the hobbit yet); and star wars (the skywalker saga, the mandalorian, obi wan kenobi, andor.)

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gdragon with a bubbly!reader who's always so entertaining and energetic. reader is a solo artist from YG company along with bigbang and 2NE1. when the company held a YG family concert, we could see gdragon basically just playing around with reader and fans take notice of this, some even makes an edit of them from the concert.

YG’S WEIRDOS

At the YG Family Concert, G-Dragon couldn’t stop teasing you, from playful banter to dragging you into an unexpected dance break. Fans quickly took notice, and by the next day, viral clips had everyone convinced—he definitely had a soft spot for you.

hiii tysm for requesting❤️❤️❤️ i hope you like this!reposts and comments are appreciated!

The YG Family Concert was always a highlight of the year, bringing together all the artists in one massive, unforgettable event. As expected, you were your usual high-energy, chaotic self, always moving, always hyping up the crowd, and making sure everyone was having fun.

It didn’t take long for fans to notice that G-Dragon seemed especially entertained by you.

From the very beginning, he gravitated toward you, whether it was standing beside you during introductions or laughing at your antics from across the stage. It wasn’t unusual for Jiyong to be playful, but tonight, it felt like he had made it his personal mission to mess with you.

When it was your turn to introduce yourself, you stepped forward with an exaggerated bow, extending your arms dramatically. “Good evening, everyone! I am Y/N, the greatest performer to ever exist—”

Jiyong let out a loud laugh beside you, shaking his head as he took the mic. “I didn’t realize we were doing theatrical introductions tonight.”

Without missing a beat, you turned to him. “Oh? You wanna do one too? Go ahead, make it dramatic.”

Raising an eyebrow, he smirked and gave an overly elegant bow. “G-Dragon. Fashion icon. Genius. Your favorite artist’s favorite artist.”

You clapped, pretending to wipe away a tear. “Beautiful. That was inspiring.”

The playful exchange earned laughter from the crowd, and it was only the beginning.

Later in the night, during BIGBANG’s performance, you were standing at the side of the stage, dancing along like a proper hype person. Jiyong caught sight of you from the middle of the stage, and before you could react, he ran over and grabbed your wrist, pulling you forward.

“Y/N, dance break!” he announced into his mic, giving you absolutely no time to prepare.

The beat dropped, and instinct took over. You committed fully, breaking into the most absurd dance moves imaginable—over-the-top body waves, uncoordinated moonwalks, and random high kicks that made no sense while 2NE1’s CL and Daesung cheered you on.The audience erupted with laughter, and Jiyong was laughing so hard he nearly missed his next line.

When the music finally moved on, you doubled over, catching your breath. He nudged your shoulder, grinning. “I didn’t think you’d actually go for it.”

You crossed your arms and raised your eyebrow dramatically. “Embarrassing myself is my superpower.”

By the next morning, the internet was flooded with clips of your interactions.

One video of Jiyong laughing at your dance break had already hit over two million views. Another edit compiled every moment the two of you shared on stage—him nudging you, laughing at your antics, and literally dragging you into the spotlight. The title? “GD can’t hide his soft spot for Y/N.”

Even your fellow YG artists had started teasing.

“Jiyong, why do you always mess with Y/N?” Taeyang asked during an interview the next day.

Jiyong shrugged, barely holding back a smile. “They’re just… hard to ignore.”

Your phone buzzed not long after.

Jiyong: We’re going viral, troublemaker.

You: I take full responsibility. You’re welcome.

Jiyong: You’re gonna pay for this.

You: Oh? What are you gonna do? Challenge me to another dance battle?

Jiyong: …Don’t tempt me.

If this concert was anything to go by, the next one was going to be even more chaotic.

[saidrabbles]

vulnerable

pairing: g-dragon x reader warnings: none word count: 1.1k

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— this is for anyone that feels like a burden to others if they dare open up about their feelings —

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jiyong slides in his chair, letting out an exasperated sigh. music production has been so stressful, trying to meet the high expectations put on his name. g-dragon. sometimes, he wishes he can run away from this name, from his genius producer reputation. but he loves music, his fans and...he wouldn't have met you.

he met his girlfriend of three months now through mutual friends, and he couldn't be more thankful. you're everything to him, which is why your reply made him sulk.

jy: hi baby, are you free tonight? ;) y/n: hii my beloved, im sorryy :( work has piled up and i see no escape. i'll be busy for the next few days :(

several days is way too long of a time without seeing you. "i don't blame her, i'm struggling the same with my work. but i would love to see her for an hour or two." he was ranting to his bestfriend, taeyang, on the phone with a visible sulk in his voice. "i think you should tell her that jiyong, maybe she was too stressed to think of meeting for a few hours."

he was staring at the demo he produced a few hours ago, his mind thinking of ways to make the song sound better. he forgot taeyang, still on the other side of the call, but a feminine voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "did she say she's busy with work for a few days?" "yeah, why?" he cleared his voice, "uhm guys, what are you on about?"

hyorin, taeyang's wife, sounded worried. "i think you should go check up on her, jiyong-ssi." he sat straight in his seat "why? what does it mean when she says she's busy?" hyorin sighed on the other end, "i can't talk in detail about it because it's not my place but, (y/n) has struggled with being vulnerable because of a previous relationship." he stood up fully now, rushing to save his work. "i coincidentally went to visit her with a meal when she said she was busy, and she was having a breakdown...she thinks she will be a burden if she made people rush to her side everytime she's going through something." his heart felt like it stopped working, like it malfunctioned. why would she...she's not comfortable with me?...

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you heard a knock on your apartment door and you started wiping your tears, the delivery man doesn't need to be seeing dried tears and puffy eyes, you tried to joke. "you can leave it just on the inside-" you were super-glued to your place. it wasn't the delivery man. "ji-jiyong?" your voice came out thick from all the crying you did. "can i please come in?" his voice was almost a whisper, like he is afraid to raise it any higher in case you run the other way.

you silently opened the door wider to allow him in, not knowing what to do with yourself. run, hide, don't show him your weakness. your traumatised mind was screaming at you, but you were still glued in-front of the gentlest man you've ever met. his eyes had an expression you couldn't read; pain? guilt? sadness..?

your body starts forcing you to walk into the living room, but before you turned around he leaped and wrapped his arms around your waist, his head leaning into your shoulder, engulfing you whole. you stayed in your place, you didn't understand what was happening. "(y/n)" he breathed again. "(y/n)" he breathed out, "why are you crying, alone, when i'm here?" you felt your body shaking, so you wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your head into the crook of his neck in an attempt to hide from the confession he was asking of you.

you held him tighter, and he returned it by pulling you closer to him. "it's not about you" your voice was more of a whisper than anything. "i know baby" you shifted in his arms, "you know?" he slowly started drawing circles on the small of your back. "hyorin told me a bit about it, but" he placed a kiss on the top of your head as he rested his chin on the top of your head, "who in their right mind would not want to hold you in their arms, like this, and smell your floral shampoo?" he tried to lighten the mood.

"a whiny, clingy person" you started "that's what he told me when i called him, needing reassurance." at which point did your tears started pooling around your eyes again, you don't know, but you notice how jiyong starts swaying the both of you gently right and left, like he's telling you he's listening. he knew you still had more to say. "i'm the type of person that holds it in, i don't complain unless i've suppressed my emotions for too long. at some point in my relationship, he started sighing anytime i tried to express how i'm feeling.." you started crying, but wanted to continue,

"so, i stopped telling anyone how i feel. every time i tried to speak, my mind would start to attack me, scream at me, and it shut me up." you hid your face in his chest as you cried your heart out. you let out all of your pent-up feelings to another human being after all this time. it wasn't just anyone, it was to the person that mattered the most to you. his arms melted away your sadness, stress, frustration. after what felt like hours, your cries were now sniffles, slowly settling into this newly cleansed heart.

you felt jiyong pull away, and pull you with him over to the couch in the living room. he sat you down, held your tear-stained face ever so gently, wiping any escaping tear from your (e/c) eyes. "your vulnerability" he kissed the space between your brows "is what you makes you human" he kissed your left cheek "becoming someone you can lean on," he kissed your right cheek "is a great honour for me." he kisses your nose "i want to know your everything, i want you to cry only in my arms, and to complain when life feels unfair." he grazed his thumb over your lower lip.

he slowly leaned in, placing a feather-like kiss. you smiled as he kissed you again, deepening the kiss, like he's sealing the promise he made to you with his warm, soft lips. you melted, feeling your mind settle into an unheard whisper. he rested his forehead on yours, sighing happily.

"i love you, kwon jiyong." he giggled at the mention of his full name, "i love you too, (y/n) (l/n)." you were both giggling at this point. you settled on his lap, as he held you close to his chest. feeling his heartbeat, you felt yourself come home. "thank you, my dearest." he reassuringly squeezed your upper arm. "always, my most beloved."

a/n: im working on a gdragon x reader slow burn friends to lovers reuqested by anon, but enjoy this scenario written by yours truly :)

[dollzites]

⏦ﾟ♡︎ GDRAGON AND T.O.P AS JEALOUS MEN

୨ৎ pairing: friend!gdragon / friend!top x fem reader ft eunseok of riize & juyeon of the boyz!

୨ৎ genre: angst! some arguing, slight manhandling and with mild profanity and insecurities

୨ৎ summary: a small crush was nothing serious until it blossomed into a much bigger and stronger crush which was something you refused to let happen. knowing the man you liked so much would never like you back.. moving on was the best decision. or was it?

୨ৎ from myeong: hello!! here I am finally with the jealous gd and top!! woohoo!! I hope you can enjoy it! x

GDRAGON

this man.. it was so hard for him to hide jealousy. he had done it for so long but as the days, weeks, and now even months passed he couldn’t do it anymore. the thought of you consumed him and he needed you. of course he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way and to be honest he was more than scared to even asked, that’s why he stayed silent. what if he ruined the most perfect friendship you both had? it would kill him for the rest of his life because if you didn’t feel the same way about him then.. he at least needed you in his life as his good friend. there was no way he wanted to risk such an important and beautiful person like yourself.

jiyong stared at the clock for what seemed like hours but in reality it had only been a few minutes he was just overly dramatic as always. you were supposed to be there at in studio 10 minutes ago and it had only been 10 minutes he knew you would show up eventually. you had a busy and normal life while he was a super famous idol that was wanted and needed here and there. jiyong often thought that’s what drove you away from him and it killed every part of his soul to think that way because he would stop everything to make time for you and only you, his precious angel. 10 minutes turned into 20 and that 20 turned into 30.. it had been hours by now and he had never felt so frustrated before—not even a text or call from you what the hell was going on?

a few giggle left your lips as you tried to act as if you understood the stupid joke that just came from eunseok’s mouth. he had the worst jokes you could ever imagine but you still enjoyed them because it was him the sweet eunseok you adored so much. your lips parted to speak but that was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell, furrowing your eyebrows and telling eunseok to wait—who could be here at such an hour? once you were face to face with the jiyong himself you felt your blood run cold not thinking he would show up on your door step like this after completely ignoring him. “ji—” he stopped before you could continue. “do you know how many hours I waited for you, hm? that was incredibly rude of you and to.. ditch me for that guy you haven’t even known that long.” he scoffed and it only pissed you off more. “you know I’ve known him for a very long time ji.. why are you acting this way?” you knew that was stupid to ask after purposely ignoring him and not showing up to his studio.

“is everything alright sweetheart?” the sound of eunseok’s voice was enough to make jiyong go insane and it only made it worse when the pet name was used. that was his job to call you all the sweet things and make you feel special, loved, and cared for. “her and I need to speak alone so I suggest you leave.” that was a warning jiyong gave and a very intimidating one at that. “why? can’t you talk with her here with me? I don’t want you making her uncomfortable which it seems you’ve already done so.” jiyong’s head tilted to the side and a deep chuckle left his lips stepping closer to you both and your hands flew up to press against his warm chest, “eunseok just give us a few minutes please.” you spoke to him but your eyes stayed on jiyong’s enjoying the way he looked down at you it felt so special. eunseok has had a crush on you for a while now it was nothing new or shocking but how you felt about him was nothing like what you felt for jiyong.

“I’m sorry ji.. okay? I’m sorry. what I did was wrong but I just thought that maybe we could, I don’t know, have a break from each other.” it was his turn to furrow his eyebrows not believing a word you were saying to him right now. “what the hell does that mean? what kind of bullshit is that? a break? from each other? why would we possibly do that. we’ve been friends for years now. I don’t want that to change but I do at the same time.” and you were hit with confusion before anything else feeling it like a ton of bricks not being able to move in the spot you stood in. “stop hanging out with him so much and come to me like you have always done.. please? you know how much I adore you. don’t do this to me.” he wouldn’t admit his feelings and it was the most aggravating feeling ever because he desperately wanted you to know how he felt but just couldn’t bring it to himself to tell you face to face. “just..” jiyong started but stopped when his hands found your face holding it like it was the most delicate piece of glass that could not be manhandled. his body was close enough you could hear the pounding of his heart making yours skip a beat—never being this close to him before in such an intimate manner. jiyong carefully leaned in to press his lips against your own his eyes finding eunseok who had slowly walked up behind you to see what was taking so long and his eyes widened seeing the kiss you both shared.

T.O.P

“what a fucking sight this is.” seunghyun spoke to himself while watching you sit in the cafè with none other than the man you kept ditching him for, juyeon. he lit a cigarette and took a long drag of it before slowly making his way over to the small building. he stood outside for a few extra minutes to finish his cigarette before walking in and ordering whatever it was he laid his eyes on—still not a single glance his way. he watched how interested you seemed to be in the conversation with the younger male only making things worse for the both of you. he felt so ignored so hurt and disappointed how could you do such a thing to him just for a guy you’ve known for a few months maybe a year now. he was nothing like seunghyun and want seunghyun could give you. taking the coffee he had bought without even looking to see exactly what it was, he left the cafè and decided to sit on the bench nearby.

the feeling of irritation leaving his body when seeing your gorgeous smile loving the way it lit up the entire room and he constantly reminded you of that. you’d roll your eyes playfully and turn to look the other way not wanting to hold eye contact with him any longer. as you and juyeon finished up with the small ‘date’ he liked to say it was—he grabbed ahold of your hand which you kindly wanted to pull away but didn’t as he started to speak up about the topic you two were on earlier. what you hadn’t noticed is the bench nearby until juyeon stopped and you turned your head, eyes finding the familiar deep brown ones that you adored with all of your heart. seunghyun. your heart dropped and you quickly pulled away from the tight grip juyeon had on you. “seunghyun..” voice trembling knowing what you had done to him and only feeling this overwhelming feeling of regret and sadness.

“hm? I see you’re having a good time. maybe I’m just too old for you to hang around.” his jokes.. oh his jokes were something you enjoyed the most. he was such a funny man and you never wanted to push that away. “we were actually on a date—” juyeon tried to start but you quickly shut him down because no matter what he thought it was not a date and you never felt that way about him. seunghyun could only chuckle staring up at juyeon. did he feel threatened? of course not but he felt very uncomfortable. this feeling was something he wasn’t too familiar with but what he did know is he wanted to pull juyeon away from you because the anger he felt when seeing him touch you was enough to be worried about. “I think you should go home.. I need to have a talk with seunghyun okay? thank you for the nice time today I enjoyed myself.” kindly shutting him down the best you could without causing any more hard he took the hint and walked off without saying another word to either of you.

“now that you’re done ignoring me I think it would be nice if you could explain to me why you did such a thing.” you knew this was coming but you wanted to avoid it as much as you could which wasn’t going to happen. seunghyun stood from the bench and turned to walk away from you but your smaller hand grabbed ahold of his wrist forcing him to stop in his tracks. this burning rage was jealousy and he knew it but didn’t want to admit it which only made him look like such a coward. “please seunghyun I’m so sorry.. I don’t have an explanation for what I did.. it’s hard to explain and even understand.” but you understood quite well and you were avoiding him to get rid of those feelings and it wasn’t working very well at all. “it’s always hard to explain! you use that excuse every single time and I’m sick of it. If I hear that one more then—then I won’t hold back.” it only confused you. hold back? why would he have to hold back to begin with? a sigh left your lips and your grip on his wrist only tightened pulling yourself closer to him, “seunghyun..” your voice was sweet like honey and he hated how you had this effect on him it was so controlling. “this.” is all he said before smashing his lips against your own the faint taste of his cigarette he smoked moments before making you feel dizzy but in the best way possible.

[multifanxtvshows]

I NEED MORE GDRAGON AND TOP IMAGINES LIKE I HAVE NONE TO READ 😭😭💔💔 pls drop any recs below i beg😭

[theboytatu]

sometimes i think about chanyeol. idk he just pops up. rockstar chanyeol is such a thing to me like. he is not a kpop idol he is more. he is an artist, he is a performer so good i would have loved him even without exo. his cover of wind of change by scorpions at music bank in berlin did more for the acceptance of korean music among the old gen eastern europeans (and germans) than beets cpuld ever imagine doing. like he ended generational wars with it. my mother recognises only him and wayvs pets. and i'm kinda drunk rn and i don't make sense but. i had a friend who went because of his gf and he doesn't even like kpop but he cried at that performance and he wasn't the only one. this was our scorpions in moscow after the fall of the iron curtain. in a way. like he did this.

oh my god oomf... you have no idea how much i appreciate this message like no literally... LITERALLYYYY speak your truth i couldn't agree more!! sometimes i think he made a mistake becoming a kpop idol. i think he should be an actual musician cause the idol industry is so constricting and they tried to lock him up in the rapper box because kpop (and specially SM manufactured kpop) is built on boxes and it's like. god. he is really so much more/so different than this. and so few people realize. and this isn't to trash idols cause there are plenty of kpop idols who ARE artists and musicians and visionaires. but chanyeol simply doesn't fit the mold sm has assigned him and it's clear to see.

he should be at the club (the club being his own production house where he writes and creates his own music and plays guitar and tours the world like the rockstar he was meant to be). he should not be pandering to ungrateful kexols who have his career held for ransom and will dictate his success based on how much fanservice he provides. he should be out here taking a page from gdragon's or monsta x changkyun's book and leaving an idol company in favor of a real music label like warner korea or whatever.

ANYWAY..... here's the winds of change cover again cause we all deserve to see it at least once. im so jealous of your friend for having experienced it live.

[loveesiren]

imagine saying ‘age is just a number’ to top or gdragon RAHHHH 😫😫😫 I LOVE ME SOME AGE GAP FICS🫡

I've been seeing so many and I'm LIVING for it 😈

Love me some older men 😮‍💨