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September's Sin Sunday

The idol for Sin Sunday will be Seungri, winning with like 28 votes. September's Sin Sunday will be on the 17th, the third Sunday.

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Big Bang Seungri Scenario: You Fail Miserably at Speaking Japanese

Hey guys! Time for another upload! I have another one written, but I’m gonna put it on backlog to uploaded tomorrow in case I don’t get any writing done tomorrow since I start work. Plus I have to help with some tech training tomorrow. As always, if there is anything that you want to see, please feel free to send me a request! I love writing what you guys want to see! Lets get into this, shall we?

Scenario:

     Anonymous:  Seungri to you failing miserably at another language that he knows.

     “Jagiya?” Seungri’s voice floats through the walls of your apartment to where you sit on the living room couch. He had just gotten back from rehearsal and decided to take a quick shower before he ate. 

     “What is it?” Seungri, he preferred to be called this because he refuses to be mixed up with TOP, tends to misplace things a lot so you were used to this.

     “Why didn’t you tell me you were studying Japanese?” His question sends you sprinting. You had forgotten that you had left your notebook and Japanese book on the bed. He’s standing in the middle of your room, the notes and book in his hands.

     “I-uh,” You stutter, a little unsure of how to answer,” You always seem to be so good at languages and I was scared you would make fun of me.”

     “I would never,” His expression is mocking as he drops the books to clutch at his chest as he collapses to his knees. 

     “Don’t even. You tease anyone who talks to you for more than five minutes.” You raise your eyebrows at him, your hands going to your hips.

     “Fair point,” He picks up the books again,” I can help you study.”

     For the next half hour, you and Seungri  study together. He’s supposed to head out on a Japanese tour soon so he was glad to have a chance to practice. That being said, you were not the best. Your Japanese was weak and clumsy.

     “Jagi, I, uh, don’t know what to say...” Seungri trails off, his voice unsure.

     “I know. It’s bad,” You sigh,” That’s why I didn’t say anything.”

     “It’s okay, Jagi. I’ll help you work on it,” Seungri’s genuine, heart shaped smile slowly becomes more mischievous,” But, try not to speak it to anyone or you might accidentally offend someone.”

     Your boyfriend’s idiotic words earn a scoff and a smack from you. You do love him though, even if he annoys you eighty percent of the time.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to send me any requests you might have!

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Hi can you please do nr1 from the drabble list with Seungri thanks

There needs to be more guardian angel/demon AUs dangit

1.)  Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian demon. His methods are often much more violent, but much more straightforward.

Characters: Seungri

Warnings: None

Word Count: 590

Having a guardian demon wasn’t ideal. It was like having a devil on your shoulder, but this devil was life-sized and much more troublesome. He did the normal things that guardian angels do, such as guiding you through life and protecting you. Being a demon, though, his ways were much more violent than that of a guardian angel’s. He also didn’t do and say things like a riddle, they were very straightforward and easy to understand.

“C’mon, (Y/N), just reach out and smack him. It’ll make this so much easier, it’ll shut him up and you won’t be so annoyed.” You shushed Seungri, telling him to stop. The subject of the conversation looked at you as if you had lost your mind. A co-worker of yours had been giving you a hard time lately, always making snarky comments towards you and making a general nuisance of himself. Seungri, your guardian demon, continuously told you that smacking him would fix the issue.

“I’m just trying to tell you how to fix this situation. Smack him and he will not only shut up and back off, but he will also respect and fear you. He won’t bother you again. It seems like a fair trade to me.” He sat in a chair beside your desk with his feet casually propped up on your desk. You pushed his feet off the desk and glared at him, “Hey, don’t glare at me just because he put you in a bad mood. I told you to smack him.”

This wouldn’t be the first time he has said that the answer to a situation would be violent. You remembered one time during high school when a boy had jokingly pushed you up against the lockers and Seungri had told you to ‘knee him in the groin’. You, of course, listened and kneed him. Seungri snickered as the two of you ran away, the boy on the floor holding himself and yelling about how it was just a joke.

Another time, he broke someone’s ankle pushing them away from you. They weren’t paying attention and almost knocked you down the steps, so he pushed them aside and they fell. Luckily, they were only three steps away from the end of the staircase, but they were still injured. Seungri talked about that situation for weeks on end.

“Whatcha thinking about, (Y/N)?” Seungri brought your head out of the clouds by blowing in your ear.

“Can you just sit still and let me work?!” As if on cue, said co-worker from earlier walked by. He must have heard you talking to Seungri because he stopped dead in his tracks and made a b-line towards your desk.

“You know, (Y/N), you really need real friends so you will stop talking to yourself.” By the time he finished his sentence, your hand had already made contact with his face.

“Will you stop being such an annoying prick? I’m trying to work here!” You sat back down in your chair, going back to typing on your computer. Your co-worker looked at you in amazement, his hand holding his stinging cheek.

“Oh… Sorry about that. It’ll never happen again.” He left abruptly after, probably not wanting to receive another slap to his other cheek.

You let out a sigh of relief, Seungri then jumping in to comment on your actions.

“What did I tell you, smack him and he will stop.”

Despite one annoyance being taken care of, you would forever have the annoyance that is your guardian demon Seungri.

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Drabble Game: Closed

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TOPRI | THE BOOK OF LOVE | ✫ |

This next series is dedicated to @doomdadadividuh (who also provided the amazing artwork. I feel guilty for filling your inbox with angst that I figured we should share it with the world. TOPRI Love Triangle , beware of the upcoming feels. 

PART I

Strobe lights danced rhythmically above your head as the music pounded angrily against your ears. You almost felt the need to place your hands over your ears to bring some form of quiet into your space. But you were here to support and encourage your boyfriend, and when he grinned over at you, you couldn’t help but match it. His dark eyes were playful under the flickering lights. He was in his element, surrounded by people who came together for one thing—music.

You felt him tug your arm and you followed carefully, hoping not to lose him in the hysteria of it all. Of course, you enjoyed going out to clubs, but it wouldn’t have been the first thing you’d have chosen for a date when you hadn’t seen him in a few weeks. Seunghyun tried his best and you were grateful for that. But there were moments in which a small amount of guilt simmered in your gut at the thought that you’d initially agreed to a date because you felt a bit lonely after your breakup.

Seunghyun Lee was a rebound, and that was why you did your best to enjoy what he gave you, be it affection with plenty of compliments. He was so good at making others feel good. And granted he wasn’t usually the man that you dated, he was sweet and you enjoyed being on his arm.

He stirred you from your thoughts as you felt his lips press against the corner of your lips. You almost chuckled at the notion that he’d had one too many drinks. He was being so intent with you tonight that you wondered if he was okay. Your fingers traced the curve of his jaw and you kissed him as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you flush against his frame. Seunghyun felt heavenly.

“You look beautiful, you know,” he whispered out against your ear before placing a kiss on your temple. You could smell the alcohol on his breath and it somehow suited him as it mingled with his cologne. Closing your eyes, you inhaled his scent and smiled up at him.

Seunghyun pressed another kiss on your lips as his hand continue to rest on the small of your back. He was relieved that you allowed him to bring you along. He’d wanted so much for you to be with him during his set and despite knowing that he probably didn’t deserve it after being away from you for days on end, he was quite grateful with how understanding you were. But that characteristic sometimes worried him. Though you’d only been dating for a few months, it felt as though the nearness that was once there between the two of you was deteriorating. He couldn’t fathom if it was his own guilty conscious or if you were starting to wonder if this would work. And really, Seunghyun wanted it to. He enjoyed your company, enjoyed how your cheeks flushed when he kissed you with reverence.

He only wanted to keep you happy. With this thought in mind, he placed one last kiss on your forehead before his eyes flickered to an approaching figure. His smile was wide and welcoming and as he waved the person over he looked down to find you looking in the direction of your attention.

“I asked hyung to accompany us tonight since he was going to be in the area. I figured this would be a convenient time to introduce you to him.”

Just as he was done, Seunghyun Choi stood before the two of you, and the younger of the Seunghyun’s pulled him in for a hug before taking his place next to you once more.

Surprise filled your senses at the notion of being introduced to one of his bandmembers. Though he’d offered to do so in the past, you’d always made excuses, preferring to remain private in your relationship with Seunghyun. So you now found yourself in a precarious moment as you felt this stranger’s eyes on you. A shiver threatened to course through your spine and you did well in suppressing it before remembering your manners and introducing yourself to your boyfriend’s guest.

“Very nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.” The usualy, mundane greetings were traded, and you wondered how long it would take for the awkward feeling to simmer away. Perhaps with a bit more alcohol, you mentally mused. It was a bit unsettling how he seemed to observe you for a moment, and you found it odd that the man standing next to you didn’t seem to notice as he chatted with his friend with great enthusiasm.

“…and I figured it would be great to introduce you two,” at the sound of your name you perked up, automatically smiling at the man before you as your boyfriend continued. “She’s an art fiend just like you. I thought it’d be great if you could show her around some of the museums while I head off this weekend.”

That last sentence caused confusion to stem, and before you could hide it, a small frown bloomed on your lips as you looked over to Seunghyun. “Are you leaving me already?”

He sighed apologetically, brining your knuckles to his mouth as he kissed them in what you assumed was a plea so you wouldn’t grow angry with him in front of his friend. Clearing your throat and ignoring the mild sting you nodded in silent understanding.

“There’s an exhibition I’ve been asked to offer my opinion on. If you’d like, I could bring you along so you can see how the pieces are chosen.”

His voice was deep, almost coarse but at the same time, it was awfully soothing to hear—a stark contrast the chaotic sounds of the club. It hadn’t even sounded like he was yelling over the music. Feeling a gentle tug of your hand, you blinked, processing the offer before you smiled.

“That would be amazing, thank you.”

“It’s settled then. Hyung will entertain you while I’m away, and when I come back I’ll make it up to you.” You felt warm lips press against your temple, and suddenly it didn’t feel as comforting with the older of the two watching.

Later that night, in the stillness of your room you would recall those eyes before you drifted off to sleep.

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Dagger (part 4)

AU: Mafia

POV: Reader

Rating: PG-13 (For the violence and occasional language)

Summary: As the sister of the leader of the most dangerous gang in Seoul, you’ve done a pretty amazing job at maintaining a low profile, and not letting anyone know what family you belong to. Your life is normal, despite your brother’s intimidating, yet respected, image. But what the people don’t know, is that you’re Big Bang’s secret weapon, their Trump Card. But when an old, forgotten rival suddenly rises, things start to get complicated.

 Part 1 |  Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 (end)

“Two broken ribs, one dislocated shoulder, extensive loss of blood, dehydration, an alarming drop in the blood glucose levels and lots of internal bleeding.” The nurse tore her gaze from the chart and stared up at me, then at Jiyong. “Car accident, you say?” she said, raising an eyebrow.

“She was stuck in there for a long time.” Daesung replied, in a matter of fact tone, that only made the nurse more suspicious. She proceeded to leave the room, but not before giving all five of them the dirtiest look she was capable of. “I’ll come back to check up on you later, dear.”

As soon as she left the room, I burst into laughter, and soon, all six of us were in fits.

“You guys can go home.” Jiyong said after a while, turning to the rest of them, “it’s been a long day. Get some rest.”

“If you think, for even a second, that we’re leaving her, or you, alone with that shady nurse, you need to rethink our entire relationship, Kwon Jiyong.” Taeyang said, patting Jiyong on the shoulder, and then making himself comfortable on the couch in the VIP room, followed by the rest of them nodding and finding places for themselves on the rest of the couches.

Although he pretended to be annoyed, all of us knew he was actually grateful for their presence. But unlike the rest of them, he sat on a chair next to my bed.

“They said they’ll let you go tomorrow, it’s just a precautionary admission.” He said, somehow managing to sound relieved and worried at the same time.

“I suppose that’s good then, I don’t think that nurse is very fond of you guys.” I replied, with mock concern in my voice.

“I don’t think she’s fond of any guys with the way she was looking at you.”

“I don’t blame her. I’m practically irresistible.” I joked, but something dark stirred in me then. “Midnight certainly seemed to think so.”

“Don’t even…” His voice trailed off. “I’ll never let him take you again you know that right?”

“He’s like double my age. It’s just… disgusting.”

“Yeah well, in his defence… oh who am I kidding it makes me want to throw up.”

“Tell me about him.”

“What?”

“About midnight, why did he capture dad?”

He let out a sharp breath. His hands were on the side rail of my bed, clutching it so hard, his knuckles went white. “Midnight’s was the biggest company at that time.” He began, “I was eighteen then, and you were barely eight. Our company was doing really well too, and dad was very happy about it. But Midnight wasn’t. He was threatened by us. So, at first he started warming up to dad. Pretending he cared about our company, advising him on his business ventures, playing golf together, the usual bromance. Then, one day he offered to buy our company. When dad refused, he showed his true colours. He sent threats to dad, about the company, about us. We knew nothing about Deathstroke then. But then one night, he took dad. His men would’ve killed us too, had the guys not been there with me.” He paused, looking at the four dorks. Three of them were throwing pillows at Seungri, who was running around the couches in self-defence, with hands protecting nothing but his face. “We knew that would not be the last time he attacked us, so we started preparing for it. We found out about his minions, trained, got to know about his hideouts, trained, made plans, trained, and when we knew we were ready, we attacked.

“It took him by surprise, so we got the advantage. But finding dad took a lot of time. And when we did, it was too late.” He said looking down, grief evident in every inch of his posture.

“Midnight and his right hand were the only people who escaped from the building that day. And the fact that he’s still alive, that is the single greatest regret of my life.” He said, with hatred I had never heard in his voice before. “But, it doesn’t matter now. I’m going to drive a stake through his heart this time.”

“Can I break his limbs first?” I ask, only half joking.

“Be my guest.” He smirked.

“Yah Jiyong-ah, let her sleep. Come here, we need to plan the next moves too.” TOP shouted from the couch, dodging a pillow from Seungri.

“Rest”, he said, as he got up to go to the others.

Sleep was a sweet luxury, and it came almost too easily.

I was ten when Jiyong had given me my first dagger. It was beautiful, and I had sworn in that moment, that I would never use it unless the occasion was befitting enough. It laid on the side of my right thigh now, the cold metallic sheath rendering it passive, like a beast in its cage. For two weeks we had been planning, working, staying up till the early morning hours, trying to tie any loose ends. And now, finally, as we stood at his front gate, Midnight was going to get what he deserved.

“So, like every intelligent person in any action movie would say, we’re going to split up. But, we’re not going to meet at the door; we’re going to meet in his office.” Jiyong said, for the final time. “Y/n, you’re obviously with me, TOP hyung with the panda, Tae with Dae” He paused, “And guys, let’s meet again in one piece. Split.”

With that all of us shuffled in the different passageways of the building. Our guns were held against our chest, ready to empty out on anyone who dared to stop us, but our minds were set on one goal, and one goal only. Kill Midnight.

The two of us walked back to back, Jiyong looking out behind us, while I watched the front. There was uncanny silence in the first few hallways, even as we proceeded to the upper floors.

“So either they’re really good at camouflaging themselves, or there’s actually no one here.” Jiyong said, with a flicker of doubt in his voice, which did not help the anxiety in the pit of my stomach.

“Let’s at least go up to the office, recollect, then plan our next course of action.” I answer, hoping we were not walking straight into a trap.

“Since when did you get intelligent?”

“Zip it, jerk.”

“Bitch.”

I have to admit, it did make me feel better.

Eventually, we made it to the top floor, without encountering a single guard on our way. Something felt wrong. Very wrong, and I could see it in Jiyong’s eyes that he felt it too. As he pushed the door open to the final floor, there were hundreds of simultaneous clicks, as an intimidatingly large crowd of guards turned towards us, weapons at ready, and we froze. About a second later, Taeyang and Daesung entered the floor from some other stairway, and half the guards turned towards them, when I realised, TOP and Seungri were already there.

“All of you, put your hands where I can see them” One of them, presumably the alpha shouted from the door of Midnight’s office. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

“Alright, listen up, douche bag.” Jiyong shouted from next to me “We don’t take orders from wannabees who hide their asses among their human shields. Now, I suggest you go and tell Midnight, none of you are going to leave this building alive tonight. Not even him.” And he fired the first shot at the guy right in front of us.

Soon, the silence of the building was engulfed in gunshots and gasps as an intense gunfight commenced. But as the guards fell one by one, and we dodged almost too many bullets aimed at us, the dwindled hope was rekindling somewhere in the back of my mind.

Given the lack of bullets, we had to make our shots count, and our years of training, ensured that we did. When there was only one bullet left in my gun, and a lot less men than they had initially begun with, I used the gun as an extension of my arm, as I grabbed a man, kicked him in his abdomen which made his head bow, and hit him on the back of the head with the butt of the gun. There were still bullets being fired around us, but I dodged them as I grabbed another man by the arm, twisted it and then walked him in front of me as a shield. From the sound of the punches behind me, I could tell Jiyong was out of his ammo as well, and was almost right behind me.

In front, TOP and Daesung were somehow fighting as a unit, back to back, and I winced as I saw blood on the side of Daesung’s face. Seungri and Taeyang, who were each on opposite sides of the corridor, were still firing, with each fired bullet burying itself in a person. They were careful, unlike the rest of us, to not exhaust their bullets sooner than necessary.

As the door came closer, the man who was standing in front of it became more and more frustrated. And when there were less than three steps between us, I knocked out the guy who was my shield.

“I don’t suppose you’ll simply step aside peacefully?” I say, taunting.

He replied with an attempted punch, that was blocked with my palm, But I couldn’t get a hit either as he dodged my attack. I tried another uppercut, which too was dodged with a smug, annoying grin. Determined to not give him the satisfaction, I kept hurling punches at him, some hitting the mark, others, not so much, until my still wounded shoulder decided it had had enough. Then, it was his turn.

I tried to move as stealthily as possible, hoping to not reopen any old wounds, but also to not gain any new ones. I could see Jiyong out of the corner of my eye as he picked the lock to the door, while I dodged a kick the guy threw at me. “Jesus, not the face asshat” I said, and in that exact moment, Jiyong flew the door open that drew the guard’s attention, and I used the opportunity to kick him in the gap created by his legs, and then knocked him out.

As I walked in after Jiyong, the first thing my eyes captured, were the chains in the back wall. The blood, still on the floor, though it had all dried up now. A strong wave of hatred crashed through me as I turned to the other side where Jiyong was engaged in hand-to-hand with a man double his size, barely familiar, but my attention was behind them, on Midnight, who stood smug as ever, his piercing eyes taking in my form, and I suddenly felt rage tingling through every inch of my skin.

“Couldn’t stay away from me, could you, Princess?” He said, without any hint of regret.

“Yeah, how could I possibly stay away, knowing you still had all of your limbs intact?”

He wheezed again, that horrible, infuriating sound made my blood boil to the point of vaporising out of my veins. “I’m all yours, Princess.”

I dint need the cue as I lunged at him, throwing him off balance as I grabbed him by the throat and pushed him against the wall behind.  “Brings back memories of our good times, doesn’t it” He spoke, as well as he could in his current state, but that grin never left his irksome face. I tried to punch him with my free hand, but he blocked it and gripped my hand that held his throat, and pushed it away from his neck. Every time he touched me, it made me want to jump out of my skin.

Jerking my hand free from his grasp, I used my elbow to hit his nose, hoping to stimulate the tear ducts to blur his vision. Blood flew out from his nose and I noticed the slightest break in his expression. Yes, success.

He swung his arm at me with impossible speed, and I barely managed to duck out of it, when I felt its impact with the metallic taste of blood in my mouth. Using his temporary blindness to my advantage, I grabbed his arm before he could retract it from the punch and brought the other hand down on his forearm in a slice, followed by the satisfying sound of his radius cracking, and him screaming out in pain. ��Now these are the memories I’ll never forget.” I said, as he backed away from my reach, holding his broken arm with the other. His haughtiness gave way to desperation and fury. With an animalistic roar, he charged towards me flying punches and kicks as I tried hard to keep up and land my fair share of hits. In the heat of the action, I pulled out the dagger from my belt, and swung it in a clean slice, cutting his cheek as blood poured out.

“Bitch.” He breathed as he tried to take control of my weapon bearing hand. “Whatever happened to ‘princess’, dickbag? I was almost getting used to it.” I replied, determined not to lose hold of the dagger. I rotated the weapon in my hand so the metal faced him and raised the arm to hopefully stab him. But in that moment, he captured my wrist, and forced it to turn against me, the blade centimeters away from my chest, as I fought against it.

With no better option available, I head-butted him, as he fell backwards, and the knife cut the skin in my chest in the momentum. I then grabbed him by the collars, and crashed my knee into his, satisfied, as I felt it dislocate and he went down. I took his unbroken arm and twisted it behind his head, inviting another scream of pain, and finally, I take a look at Jiyong. The man he was fighting, looked strong, nevertheless, Jiyong had landed some pretty strong hits. There were still guns firing and people fighting outside, as I knelt down behind Midnight, his broken form making every bone in my body buzz with mirth. I picked up the dagger, and brought it to his throat, and dug the edge into his neck, painfully slow, barely enough to let some blood flow.

“You don’t have the guts, do you, princess?” He asked, trying, and failing to sound composed.

“I wouldn’t try me if I were you, bitch.” I said as I took out my gun with the other hand, aimed at the man who now had Jiyong in a headlock, and shot the last bullet into his heart. The man collapsed with a thud, and silence fell, both inside and outside.

“I had him.” Jiyong said, mockingly.

“I know. I needed the help.” I reply, with fake helplessness that made him smirk.

“Hey dickhead, remember me? I beat your ass last time too.” Jiyong said, talking the knife from my hand as four figures appeared behind him.

“Just do it already.” Taeyang said, and flashing a victory smile, Jiyong brought down the dagger like a hammer, and it went straight through his rib cage.

Blood poured out of Midnight’s mouth and as I let his arm free, he collapsed to the ground. Dead.

“Can we go get tacos now?” I asked, innocently, looking up at the five men around me, grinning, as a familiar adrenaline rush coursed its way through my system on seeing them all together.

“Anything for you, princess.” Jiyong teased.

“I still have another bullet left you know?” I taunt back, mocking.

“I have a dagger. Bring it on.” He said, still smiling so wide, his eyes shrunk completely.

“Jerk.” I cursed.

“Bitch.” He said, putting an arm across my shoulders, as all of us headed out into the night.

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Oh, You Again?

Seungri | First Meeting

with mentions of Hanna and another OC, Seoyeon

2,102 words

Requested by Anon

A/N:  So it was too long to be considered as a drabble haha!  I will include this one on the main masterlist once all is done :)  I will do this to every request that exceeds 2k words!

“Is this all?” Seungri asks his executive assistant as he looks over a few resumes of applicants who wanted to work at the latest branch of Aori Ramen that he is about to open in about a few weeks.

“Yes, Si- Uhm – I mean, Seungri.  Yes, that’s everything.  Are you interested in anyone of them by any chance?”  Seoyeon gapes at her boss and Seungri pursed his lips before looking at the ceiling with his eyebrows scrunched.

“Hmm… I should say yes.  This –“ He handed about 4 CVs to the girl and placed the rest on top of his table.  “Please schedule them an interview with my sister Hanna within this week.  I will be out of the country for some events so I won’t be able to do it.”  Seoyeon nods before grabbing the papers from Seungri. “So she’ll decide whether to take them or not, alright?”  Seungri confirms and Seoyeon lets out a small laugh.

“She will be thrilled if she hears this.”  She giggles heartily and her boss just scrunched his nose at her.

“Tell her to not be too happy; this will be the last time.”  He stands up from his seat and she just giggled even further before bowing at him.

“Alright, have a safe trip, Ri.  I guess we’ll see you next week?”

Seungri is trying to get used to the loud music that almost split his head into half as well as the smell of smoke, alcohol, and sweat lingering in the air. He was invited yet again for another DJ-in event outside the country – which he gladly took because it was a good friend who requested.  Also, he enjoys DJing in huge clubs and the free drinks, it’s just the smoking part that he doesn’t like so much.

Just when he was about to wrap up his performance for the night, a girl caught his attention from one corner of the bar.  The girl is stunning; however, she looks like she wanted to step out of the place soon enough.  She wasn’t dancing as usual, just seated on a stool while sipping her beer.

Cute.

Seungri is known to be very friendly and since he is a member of one of the most popular Kpop idol groups ever, he is pretty damn popular, so he doesn’t normally approach people and socialize, it is always the other way around, no matter where he goes.  So seeing a girl on his event looking bored and, well, unhappy for some reason, he cannot help but feel curious.

The crowd went wild when he played a mix of Bangbangbang, Mental Breakdown, and Song Mino’s I’m Him through the speakers and he knows that he did well – making a note to himself to approach the girl after his set.

“So, who did you select out of the four, Hanna-yah?”  He gives a call to his sister as soon as he lands at Incheon.  He needs to visit the new site since it is almost done, he just needs to take one last look before it opens tomorrow.  Also, he needs to meet the new staffs that his sister managed to hire – still not trusting Hanna to do a good job – though it’s mostly just for his entertainment (meaning, pissing his little sister off).

“Oppa, you will see them later.  I am sure you do not even remember their names anymore.” “Hanna, I remember them, why don’t you just tell me?”

“And why don’t you just wait?  Do you not trust me?”

“Yah!  How dare you yell at your older brother!”

“It’s because you’re annoying!  And I did send you their photos and profiles on your email two days ago, it’s not your fault you’re not checking them.  I will tell Dad!”  His sister hangs up even before he can argue.  He just stared at his phone before shaking his head incredulously.  He steps out of the automatic doors and he can hear the yells from fans and the shutter of cameras.  He smiles at them but quickly remembered that he is wearing a mask, so they won’t see it anyway.

On his trip to the new site of Aori Ramen, he cannot help but think about what happened a few nights before.  He was about to talk to the cute girl at the bar after his set, when he was able to throw a new, dry shirt on and sprayed some generous amount of expensive perfume, only to find the girl, well, missing.  He had searched the entire place – randomly chatting with some strangers and people – until he stopped, feeling disappointed on top of his heavy breathing and curled up fists.

Where is she?

This isn’t what Seungri was expecting when he went to the newest branch of his popular restaurant.

Standing behind the counter is the girl who had never left his mind for the last week. She is wearing the restaurant’s uniform – the stupidly cute eye smile and pink lips still didn’t fail to make him smile a bit.

“Seungri-yah, she might melt, stop staring so hard.”  Seoyeon nudged her boss/friend by the elbow and the boy was snapped out of his reverie.

“Y-yes, what’s up?”  He asks mindlessly before turning his gaze towards his friend.  The woman just shakes her head before guiding the stuttering boy deeper inside the place.

“Her name is ______, she’s one of the staffs that your sister selected from the last set of CVs you handed to her through me.”  Seoyeon said and Seungri’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Seriously? I actually selected her?”  Seungri gasped loudly and that caught the attention of everyone; including the girl she’s been eye-ing on.

“Oh, so, you’re here!”  Hanna shouted from behind the counter and gestured for her brother to come.  Seoyeon just pinched his cheek before walking him towards his sister’s side.

“Just try not to drool over her, okay?  I know she’s a good catch!”

Before Seungri can even playfully slap his friend’s shoulder, Seoyeon was already running towards the other side of the café.

She looked at the guy where the loud rambling came from, and she squinted her eyes in recognition.  He was the DJ at the bar where she got ditched by a cute guy and made her pay for all the drinks and snacks the two of them had eaten and drank– so she were forced to leave the place immediately with a few dollars left on her pocket – swearing to herself to not talk to any other guys in that bar that night.  Good thing the bar is just near the hotel where she is staying, so the cab fare will not be too high.

She also recognizes him as a member of the popular Kpop group BIGBANG – however, she is not expecting to see him here; to the place where she will have her first managerial job.

“Oh, so you’re here!”  Hanna, who claimed to be the sister of the owner, shouted at him and he immediately came over.

“Hey guys, so this is my brother, and he is the owner of this restaurant.  Oppa – introduce yourself to the new employees!” Hanna exclaimed and smiled, feeling victorious or somewhat playful; making her brother scrunched her nose at his sister.  Seungri eyed each and every one of the new staffs, and she felt her cheeks turn into a dark shade of pink when her boss stared at her a bit longer, lingering and flashing toothy smile at her before quickly shifting his gaze towards the guy next to her.

When the introductions were given, she was instructed to be with no other than her boss to look around the store – since she will be the future manager after a few months once she was able to adjust and trained properly by Seoyeon.

“So, uh, shall we?”  Seungri smiled at her shyly and she nodded, mumbling a yes quietly and they both walked around the dining area.

They’ve exchanged random comments about the table and chair arrangements, as well as the decorations and artworks painted on the walls – and the two of them had agreed on removing the large chrome painted artwork since it doesn’t blend well with the others, making Seoyeon pinch Seungri’s arm, for whatever reason, he doesn’t know.

The next hour and a half were spent like that and she and her boss are now seated adjacent to each other – waiting for their requested drinks and food to be served.

“So, how do you like the place, _____?”  Seungri asks her and she lets out a nod.

“It was perfect; and I am excited to work here – it is a great place… and… I have a great boss.”  She flashes her cute smile and Seungri sips his water to hide his blushing face.

“Oh, thank you.”  He says and damn, he is not used to being this shy infront of people – he is normally the ones who initiates the conversation whenever he meets someone new – but for this lady, it is totally different.

“So – I actually have something to ask if you don’t mind?  It is something… not work related.”  Seungri says and she looks up to him before nodding.

“Sure – Sir –“ Seungri holds his hand up and she gaped at him.

“Just call me Seungri – no need to call me boss or anything – it makes me feel old when people call me that.”  He rubs the back of his neck and she just nodded before sipping her water.  Their coffees arrived and they just silently stirred them –mostly out of nervousness.

“Hey… // Seungri?”  The two of them spoke at the same time.

“You go first –“

“No it’s OK, _____, go ahead.”  Seungri smiles and she feels her cheeks burn – his boss is just too cute not to stare at.

“A-Alright.” She brushes the strands of hair that block her face and Seungri followed the movements of her fingers which is just too graceful and cute.  What?

“I – I was at the event – last week.”  She says shyly and Seungri smiled and nods his head.

“I know.” Seungri wore his signature smirk.

“W-what? H-how?”  These are the only words that she was able to mutter – he knows she was there?  She was sure that there’re lots of people at that club that time so it is nearly impossible for this guy to see her.

“I saw you. You were the sulking, pouting but cute girl at the bar – it looks like you weren’t having that much fun and I feel curious…”  Seungri bites his lower lip and she let out a soft gasp, both of her hands flying on top of her mouth before she covers her beet-red face; too shy to face the boy in front of him.

“Oh God I am so embarrassing – I – I didn’t know that you’ll notice me there – there is a sea of people – oh gosh!”  She removes her hands from her face before looking down at the table.

“You don’t need to be shy, _____.”  He teased her and she sinks on her seat further, making the boy laugh heartily.

“You really are so cute – and now you’re pouting!”

“I don’t! And… I didn’t pout that night too!”

“You were! I saw you!”

“HEY!” She blurted a little too loud and does her face can get any darker now?  She just shouted at her boss and everyone in the restaurant is eyeing her, as well as Seoyeon who is now carrying their snacks and standing next to Seungri with a knowing smile on her face.  Seungri laughed loudly, amused by his new Restaurant Manager, finding the girl really pretty, witty, and… wait did he just think of her being pretty?

“Looks like you two are getting along well, huh?”  Seoyeon winked at Seungri before smiling dearly at the girl in front of him. Seungri let out a nervous laugh and the girl cups her face with her hands, her burning cheeks making Seoyeon giggle cutely at her before bidding her good bye, muttering that she needs to leave the two alone.

“Sorry about that… I – I was just –“

“No need, ______.  It is not necessary.  I am sorry if I teased you too.”  Seungri rubs the back of his neck before sipping on his iced latte.  The two of them grew silent – just enjoying their drinks and glancing at each other from time to time.

The girl smiled when she met the boy’s gaze – thinking secretly to herself that it has been wonderful meeting him.

What she doesn’t know is that it was equally fascinating for Seungri – if not more.

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come home.

➵ characters: seungri x reader

➵ genre: angst

➵ wc: 1224

➵ summary: requested, loosely based on bigbang’s song ‘bad boy’.

➵ author’s note:i really like writing angst scenarios, don’t ask why, it’s just my heart that seeks drama. short and sweet, do enjoy.

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“Don’t you love me anymore?” Seunghyun tried to look at you by slightly ducking his face, but your gaze remained low on the half empty drink beneath you, one hand balled into a fist hoisting your head up and the other having its finger slowly twirl the straw in the cup. When there was no response, he calls you out with a stern voice. “[Y/N].”

Though your face did not move, your eyes peered up just enough to meet his with the expression on your face being blank, one that was worrisome to Seunghyun.

“It’s not that,” you muttered. “I just…”

Your voice showed you were unsure of your words, trying to carefully select each one before letting them slip past your lips. For a woman Seunghyun saw to be so strong and sure in her actions and words, to see you be so uneasy was new to him, bringing to him his own uncertainty.

“Baby,” he said timidly, taking your hand from beneath your chin and into his own warm palms, fully encasing your cold fingers. “Whatever I have done, I’m sure we can—”

“But that’s what we always say,” you interrupted him but still with a calm voice. “That’s what you always say.”

You looked at the hand Seunghyun held, feeling his fingers grasp onto tighter the more you spoke, as if any moment you could snatch your hand and yourself away from him, with him too afraid to let you do so.

“We know that this is what our lives are like. We both travel for our careers, we’re not together as much as we want to be… And, of course, we have our disagreements, but what relationship doesn’t?”

You tutted. “You see, my problem with that is, nowadays we don’t have anything but disagreements.”

“[Y/N],” Seunghyun furrowed his eyebrows, “I know lately I haven’t been around as much while you are in Seoul, but I swear I’m trying my best to see you as often as I can.”

“Are you though?” was your quick question. To that, Seunghyun fell silent. After a few moments of quizzing your intentions, he scoffed and dropped your hand on the table that separated you both like deadweight.

“Now you’re questioning my intent?” Seunghyun pierced his cheek with his tongue. “You think I don’t want to see you?”

Before you responded, your words became stuck in your throat. They were meant to lessen the tension, but as if innately, you caught yourself almost telling a lie, when the word “yes” was your true response, and so you ended up not saying anything at all.

“Have I not shown you how much I love you? The flowers, the jewellery, the new car—”

“I don’t need any of that!��� you now glared at him. “That’s exactly what you do, every time I ask you to come home or when I could come see you, you send me these superficial gifts in the hopes I’ll stop bothering you about it, as if that’ll make me happy instead, as if a diamond necklace or a hundred roses could keep me quiet!”

There it is, what you’ve wanted to say for so long. You found the replacements Seunghyun provided for his own presence shallow and artificial, receiving each gift with resentment. Nothing could replace the physical presence of the man you loved the most, the man you thought would want you to love him too.

“I don’t need any of that bullshit, Seunghyun, I need you!”

He swallowed the lump that had built up in throat whole, blinking rapidly as he looked away from you, as if shame had washed over him and felt far too guilty to even look at you. He had never thought of it that way, but that mentality that a new watch or a new pair of heels would be enough to keep you satisfied for the time being was one he held subconsciously, and he had not realised it until you exposed it to scrutinise him for it.

“And I can’t help but think,” you continued, “that all of this show you put on is to divert my attention away from something you don’t want me to question. As if there’s something you don’t want me to—”

“Don’t say it.”

“What, that maybe you’re also cheating on me?”

You said it. The hands that slacked on the table formed into fists as anger boiled up in him with his loyalty coming into question. He now understood that with his actions and motives, you probably had every right to think the way you did, but it made Seunghyun sick to his stomach to hear that you believed he would do such a thing.

“I would never, and will never, have another woman even cross my mind like that. I know I’ve fucked up in the past, and God knows I’m not perfect, but I will never cheat on you. Do not disrespect me by thinking I will.”

You felt your lower lip quiver slightly, sucking it in to hold it still. “Then what is it, Seunghyun?” You inhaled to then exhale a shaky breath, widening your eyes while looking at the ceiling to prevent tears from falling. “Am I not enough for you? Do I not make you happy? Don’t you think I could? Why do I have to fight to see you? I go to sleep every night questioning what is it that I’ve done wrong…”

The pain in your words resonated through to Seunghyun, the sorrow in your voice made his skin become prickled with goose bumps, his heart now heavy with regret.

“If you no longer want me, then please tell me. I can’t keep living like—”

That’s when Seunghyun rose from his seat across from you, dashing to you to get you onto your feet, embracing you as tightly as he could. The movement took you by surprise, and more so did Seunghyun’s own tears that dampened your cheek down to your jawline.

“I’m sorry,” he muffled into your neck. “I didn’t mean to think that I don’t want you, that I don’t need you. I do, [Y/N], I do need you.”

Those four words suddenly released all the weight on your shoulders, getting to hear those precious words of confirmation you’ve been needing. With that, your arms finally raised to wrap around Seunghyun’s neck and shoulders, tightening the hug.

“You don’t need to do anything, you’re perfect the way you are. I–I’ll come home to you more often. I promise. And I’ve missed you so much, baby, you have no idea.”

You pulled back gently to hold Seunghyun by his jawline, seeing that his eyes had become puffy and reddened by his tears, using your thumbs to wipe his tears away. Seunghyun too took the opportunity to scoot away the one tear that had escaped from you with an index finger, making you both chuckle.

As the laugh died down, Seunghyun peered down to your plumped lips, licking his own before kissing you, landing long but solid pecks on your lips. As the taste of him returned to your senses, it’s as if all the troubles and insecurities had drifted away, and all you were consumed and enthralled in was Seunghyun’s love.

“Just stay a little while longer,” you whispered against his kiss.

“I will.”

[ohmagawdh]

but jieun-ah love can't be controlled

so if i forgot every word i've ever learned i would still find a way to write about you.

if i forgot who you were i would write about the unexplained and unfillable space inside me.

i would still love you if you killed me.

i would touch you if your skin was made of poison for me and your bones made of fire.

i don't know how to be anything else but yours, lee jieun.

so one day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die.

however, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

ㅡ forbidden love // choi seunghyun 1703, london

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Nyongtory ❤️

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Weddings - Seungri

Summary: Your wedding with Lee Seunghyun

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

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A/N: I will say this, I am HORRIBLE at fluff. I seem to do well with drama and angst and well this is not either of those. I hope you like it! Inbox always open for anything!

Requested by @253015

~ Admin Brooklyn

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You took a deep breath, trying to calm your rapid heart beat. You sit anxiously in your white dress, waiting for the guests to settle down. Your father waits for you, a nice suit on ready to give his daughter away. Your bridesmaids wait as well, making little jokes to pass the time. You anxiously play with the bouquet in your hands, until you hear a small knock on the door.

“Jagiya you in there?” You smile at his voice.

“NOPE,” your maid of honor says, blocking the door. You get up from the chair and rush to the door. “Lee Seunghyun you know the rules, no seeing the bride before the wedding.”

“Yes oppa, I’m here,” you say. He smiles at your voice and opens the door a little his hand slipping through the crack. You smile and gladly slip your hand in his. He squeezes it tightly, rubbing light circles with his thumb on the back of your hand.

“Seungri, it’s about to start,” you hear Ji Yong call out. Seungri squeezes your hand tightly one last time before slipping away and back towards the crowd. You sigh as his hand leaves your grip. Anxiety fills you again, although it’s a bit calmer than how it was moments before. You hear the music begin to play, the cue for the bridesmaids to walk into the ceremony. You watch as they leave you one by one until your maid of honor is the only one left. She gives a reassuring smile before leaving you and your father.

“You ready?” Your father asks. You nod your head, and your hands lightly shake. You take a deep breath and look up at him. The song changes once again, and now it’s your cue to walk down the aisle. You hook your arm around your father’s, looking up at him. He smiles down at you and kisses your forehead. “Don’t worry I’ll be right here for you, every step of the way.”

“Thanks, dad,” you say smiling. You take a deep breath looking up at your dad nodding, giving him the cue that it’s time to start walking. He smiles down and opens the doors, holding your arm as you enter the building. Your heart beats wildly in your chest. Everyone stands up and looks at you, bright smiles on their faces. You find Seungri, standing at the altar waiting for you. He looked amazing his black suit making him look dashing.

You walk down the aisle, clinging onto your father for support as you walk together. Your dress dragged behind you as you walked. Seungri smiled at you, never breaking the eye contact you maintained with him. Your father smiled at you as you both stopped at the aisle. Seungri held out his hand and your father gave your hand to Seungri’s. He kissed your forehead and gave Seungri a small nod before going to his seat up front. You gave your bouquet to your maid of honor before giving your other hand to Seungri.

The song stopped, and the clergyman began the ceremony. You stared at Seungri, smiling at him. He squeezed your hands and gave you a big wide smile. You giggled lightly, letting the clergyman drown on about marriage.

“Now, (YN), please repeat after me,” the clergymen spoke. You nodded your head.

“I, (Y/N) (Y/L/N),” He said.

“I, (Y/N) (Y/L/N),” you repeated.

“Take you, Lee Seunghyun,”

“Take you, Lee Seunghyun,”

“To be my husband,”

“To be my husband,”

“To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health,”

“To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health,” you repeated confidently.

“To love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part,”

“To love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.” Seungri smiled as you repeated the words. He squeezed your hand tightly as he repeated the clergyman, saying each word with confidence. You smiled at each other, your eyes filled with love.

“If anyone does not agree with this holy matrimony speak now or forever hold your peace.” For the first time, you look out into the audience, smiling as nobody speaks up. You turn back to Seungri a wide smile on your face. “I now present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Lee Seunghyun. You may now kiss the bride.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Seungri says, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him. His lips press against yours and your hands tangle themselves in his nicely done hair. The crowd cheers and you hear a few catcalls. You hear the members of Big Bang cheer and shout wildly behind Seungri and you smile into the kiss. When you pull away Seungri grabs your hand and together you walk down the aisle, happily married.

[mypalesnowflake]

Softie | Choi Seung-hyun (T.O.P)

summary: when the other members discover (Y/N) and Choi Seung-hyun cuddling, they do not hesitate to take the opportunity of teasing the older male.

Seung-hyun looks up from the book he’s reading when someone opens the door to the dressing room of his band. His mood lights up when he saw his girl, (Y/N). He expected her to greet him with her affectionate kisses and tight hugs as if they had not seen each other for years, but when she continued to make her way to one of the empty couches blindly -- because her eyes were closed -- his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

The male watched in curiosity as his lover sat down and leaned back against the couch, still with her eyes closed. Minutes later, Seung-hyun finally concluded that (Y/N) was fast asleep. 

He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. There was never a dull moment with her; he took note of that when they first met. So he should, by now, be used to these moments occurring yet here he is: still amused and taken by surprise. 

Seung-hyun puts his book down and walks over to where the sleeping girl is. He shakes her gently. “(Y/N)-a.” he says, attempting to wake her up. “Jagiya.” 

(Y/N) stirred, eyebrows furrowing together. She waves his hand away, turning her body away from him. 

Seung-hyun chuckles and sits down next to her. He shakes her again. “Jagiya. Wake up.” he tells her. “Aigoo, what did you do all day that you ended up like this?”

“Seung-hyun-ssi?” (Y/N) says without looking at him. 

Seung-hyun nods as if the girl could see him. “Yes, it’s me.” 

(Y/N), without another word, turns around to face him. She scoots closer to him, pinning his body between the couch’s arm and her body. Seung-hyun felt her arms wrap around his torso, bringing herself closer to him. She shifts a little so her upper body is a little bit on top of his. Finally, she nestles her face onto the crook of his neck. 

Seung-hyun chuckles and shook his head. He shifts a little to bring himself to a more comfortable position. “Aigoo.” He returns the embrace and plants a kiss on top of the sleepy girl’s head. “You can be such a child sometimes.” 

Her hug tightens, but not enough to crush his bones. She nestles closer with a wistful smile on her face. “Yet you still love me for it.” She brings a hand upwards and places it on his cheek, caressing the area affectionately. 

Seung-hyun closes his eyes, letting himself absorb her gentle touch. He was glad that they were the only ones in the room at the moment. The staff and his band-mates were out somewhere, probably buying dinner for the day or finishing a few lines in the recording studio. Either way, Seung-hyun was glad to have this alone time with his lover. 

Yet he spoke too soon.

Because the door suddenly opened and the youngest of the five members, Lee Seung-hyun... Also known as Seungri, entered. “I wonder if hyung is--”

Seungri stops in his words and track when his eyes landed on the couple. His eyes grew wide and his mouth formed a shape of an ‘O’. After probably just a second, the younger male’s eyes sparked with mischief and excitedly grabbed something from the table and headed to the door before the older male could stop him. 

“Seungri-ya, hey! What are you--”

“Ji-yong-hyung! Daesung-hyung! Youngbae-hyung! Come over here, quick!” 

(Y/N) stirred but did not show any sign of waking up.

Minutes later, the three names mentioned one by one appeared and entered the area. All of them looked surprised and had shit-eating grins on their faces. The youngest of them pulled out his phone and began taking pictures. Seung-hyun, with cheeks and ears red in embarrassment, rolled his eyes and waved his hand around in an attempt to whack Seungri yet the latter avoided the hits successfully.

“Omo, hyung! I never thought I’d get to see the day.” Youngbae comments as he crosses his arms.

“I never knew you two were together!” Daesung gushed. He playfully hit Seung-hyun on the arm in an aegyo manner. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Yah!” Seung-hyun interjects, carefully trying not wake the sleeping girl.

“I’m not gonna post this unless Seung-hyun-hyung says so but, man, I am so going to use this for blackmail on you in the future.” Seungri tells him with a familiar mischievous look on his face. He began typing on his phone.

Ji-yong’s eyes sparked a glint of mischief as well. He crosses his arms the same as Youngbae. “So this is how you look like when you’re in love.” he says. “One interaction with her and you turn into a big softie.” 

Seung-hyun rolls his eyes. “Yah! I’m not a--”

“Our hyung is a softie~! Our hyung is a softie~! Aigoo~ A softie~” Daesung cheers in an aegyo manner.

“Oh I can’t wait for our next interviews.” Seungri interrupts. “I mean I’m not gonna spill all the details but you know...” He smirks. “Just a few ones.”

“Yeah and then let us all get called to our boss’s office again.” Seung-hyun tells him. 

“I don’t care at the moment. I’ve been in and out for years now, anyway.” Seungri retorts back, still mischievous as ever.

The other members all shook their heads at the maknae’s ridiculousness. 

Due to the noise, (Y/N) groaned and shifted -- scooting upward and closer to her boyfriend. She caressed his cheek again and unconsciously placed a small kiss onto his neck. The affectionate gesture did not go unnoticed by the other four. 

“Omo, did you see that?” Seungri gushes.

“Aww, they’re so sweet~” Daesung gushes.

“Look how red Seung-hyun-hyung is!” Ji-yong points at the older male and laughed with Youngbae.

Seung-hyun, both embarrassed and a little annoyed, narrows his eyes at his band-mates and waved his hand. “Aish. Stop teasing me. Just... get out and do whatever you were supposed to do. The four of you should be glad that (Y/N)-ssi is restraining me or else I would’ve whacked you all on the heads.”

Daesung pouted. “Aigoo, hyung. So violent. We were just having fun. It’s not everyday we see a side of you like this.” he says. 

Youngbae laughs and starts pushing his smirking band-mates to the direction of the door. “Okay, I think we’ve teased hyung enough for the day. Let’s give them their privacy now. Come on.” he says. 

Seungri and Daesung whined while Youngbae continued ushering them out. Seung-hyun sometimes forgets that these two are in their late 20s now yet they act like this.

Before the door closes, Seungri peeps inside for the last time and calls, “I’ll see you later, love birds~” Meanwhile, the other members complained.

Seung-hyun, now glad that him and (Y/N) are alone again in the room, recalled what just took place and couldn’t help but laugh at his band-mates’ ridiculousness. 

Unbeknownst to him, (Y/N) opened one eye to look at him. A small amused smirk came up to her features. “You’re really a softie.” She says, surprising Seung-hyun. 

The male looks down at her and smiles. He pushes a strand of her hair away to see her face better. “I thought you were asleep.” he says. 

“Oh, I was. That is until your friends came in and began teasing you.” 

Seung-hyun laughs and pulls the girl closer to him, leaning his cheek on the side of her head. He runs his fingers through her hair gently. “They are right though. I am a little bit of a softie when it comes to you.”

“Just a little?”

“...Fine. A lot.”

“Much better.”

author’s note: hello! I hope you guys like this one ^^

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Heeeyyyy!!!! *waves at you enthusiastically* I read the entire prompt and this is what I've come up with; 28, 30 and 59 seems interconnected. If it isn't too much to ask, can I have it with Seungri x Reader x BIGBANG pls? If it is not allowed then I'll have 59 with Seungri x Reader instead. Thank you so much and may all the deity in this world bless you with all the inspiration you need! *waaarrrrmmmm huuuuugggggg*😘

Hey! Of course that’s fine! 28 was requested before, but since you requested it with two other prompts, I will bend my rules and allow it~ Also, this turned into a 1k scenario because I get carried away too often whoops.

28.)  It’s nighttime and you made the foolish mistake to walk home alone. With your knife at the ready, you are jumping at every shadow and small sound, so when a stranger emerges silently from the gloom, your first reaction is to stab them in the chest. They are a hungry vampire who was trying to find a bite to eat when they accidentally bump into you and find a knife protruding from their chest. It won’t kill them but golly it hurts and they sure are angry now.

30.)  “I mean, yes I’m technically immortal, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still feel pain! Getting stabbed really hurts! Rude!”

59.)  “NOT ALL MAFIAS ARE ITALIAN. WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT?!?”

Characters: Seungri

Warnings: Slight mentions of blood and stabbing

Word Count: 1k

Your cravings had done it again. While out on a late night trip to the convenient store for ice cream, you remembered how dangerous the side of town you live in is. The mafia ran your city, and they did most of their dealings at night. This made you extra cautious as you ventured back to your home with your ice cream in hand. You had a pocket knife in your pocket in case anyone tried to hurt you.

The only sounds you could hear were the faint noise of voices, clearly nowhere near you so you didn’t fret over it. Then, it grew eerily silent. You heard footsteps that weren’t yours walking behind you. When you stopped, they stopped. When you started walking again, they started walking again. No matter how fast you walked, they seemed to be one step behind you at all times. You reached into your pocket and took the pocket knife out, opening it but making sure that the person behind you didn’t know you were armed.

You didn’t want to fight right off the bat, so you ran to the adjacent sidewalk and looked back at the person standing there. They were wearing a leather jacket, their face hidden by the shadows.

“Y-you shouldn’t be here,” You said. The figure walked closer to you, their face becoming visible once they stepped under a streetlight, “The mafia runs this place, it’s too dangerous to be here!” He stopped directly in front of you, looking you up and down as if profiling you.

“I don’t need to worry,” He zipped his jacket up, “I run the mafia, toots.”

You grew confused, “B-but… You’re... Not Italian.”

He rolled his eyes and sighed, “For fuck’s sake. NOT ALL MAFIAS ARE ITALIAN, WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT?!”

“I’m sorry!” You yelled. You were cowering in fear under his gaze. You knew you had to get out of there quick, but you didn’t want to risk him hurting you if you fled.

“No one in our mafia is Italian. I don’t even think I’ve ever met an Italian involved with the mafia,” He smiled at you, tilting his head to the side. He started walking closer to you, causing you to back up. You backed up against a fence, then he stood an inch in front of you. He brought his hand up and pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear, “You’re cute.” His eyes flashed with tints of red, he smiled and you could spot fangs in his mouth—he was a vampire.

You had to think fast, you knew you had to get out of that situation. You felt the opened knife in your hand and thought of a way out. Before he could speak again, you stabbed him in the chest and took off running. You ran all the way back to your house without looking back. You slammed your door shut and slid down the wood, weeping. You had never been that scared in your life, you didn’t know what to do. A mafia leader and a vampire, he was twice as dangerous. You sat on the floor while you collected yourself, then made yourself get up and take a shower to relax.

While laying in the bed, unable to sleep, you heard a noise coming from your balcony. You looked from your bed and didn’t see anything, so you turned onto your other side and tried to sleep. Then, the noise got louder, and you heard what sounded like a tapping on your door. You jumped out of bed and looked to your door, the curtains blocking your view from the outside. You moved the curtain back to see the man from earlier, standing on your balcony. You fell to the ground and backed up away from the door. He knocked on it again, this time talking to you.

“Hey, let me in!” He knocked again, “You stabbed me, the least you could do is let me into your house to clean up. I brought your ice cream, too! You dropped it when you stabbed me.”

When you saw that he wasn’t making an attempt to actually get in your house, you stood back up and stood in front of the door again. “You’re a vampire, why does it matter that I stabbed you? It’s not like it hurt you,” You reasoned. After all, he is a vampire and vampires are immortal. A simple stab wound shouldn’t hurt him.

He gave you the same look that he did when you mentioned that he wasn’t Italian.

“I mean, yes I’m technically immortal, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t still feel pain! Getting stabbed really hurts! Rude!” You couldn’t help but laugh when he said this, a vampire complaining about a stab wound. Who would have thought? You gave it a second thought, and you concluded that he posed no threat to you. You unlocked your door and opened it, but he didn’t enter.

“You have to invite me in,” He informed. You invited him in, then led him into your bathroom. He took off his jacket and shirt, showing the stab wound to you. It looked like it had healed faster than a stab wound should, but it still had lots of blood pooling around it. You grabbed an alcohol soaked cloth and dabbed it on the wound.

“My name is Seungri,” He held his hand out to you to shake, so you moved the cloth to your other hand and shook his hand.

“(Y/N).” As you were washing the blood from the cloth, a thought came to mind. ‘Not only is he a vampire, but he is also the leader of the mafia. If anyone finds out about this I am so dead, oh no!’

Seungri showed back up, one of your old over-sized shirts in hand. He pulled it over his head and put it on, “No worries, (Y/N), I’m the most powerful man and vampire in the city. No one will mess with you unless they want to answer to me. Promise.”

Thanks for requesting~

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Part II of Somewhere in Italy 

Tired eyes flickered across the crowded streets of Venice. They strained against the bright sun that heated Seunghyun’s skin. He didn’t want to be there. With every step he took in his Italian leather shoes, the agitation in his system grew stronger. He absolutely hated this city. It felt wrong, and really, he was only here to support Ji for fashion week. Even then, Seunghyun couldn’t fathom as to why he even had to set foot in this sinking city if the fashion show was taking place in Milan. Fuck, he loathed this place.

You only hate it because it reminds you of her. The intrusive thought only fueled his unnecessary anger.

So fucking what if that was the reason? So fucking what if he still wasn’t over that explosive night? People always talk about strange encounters in your life—how people will dip into your stream only to be pulled away by a different current. But that encounter, that night, it was far too strange, too full of emotion that just thinking of it stung something terrible. And really, logically, Seunghyun didn’t know why. Sure, he’d stayed days in Venice after you’d just decided to sneak out post mind-blowing sex. So yeah. He was bitter, because really, that strange encounter changed him forever—altered parts of his soul, and you, like some magical fucking succubus took something from him that night and he still couldn’t get past it.

“Fucking Venice,” he muttered under his breath, taking a moment to look over his surroundings.

Jiyong had asked him to pick up some last minute supplies from some vendor who was stationed in this stupid city, and Seunghyun’s reminiscing was making him want to get this favor over and done with. He was close, that at least he knew, and he was just about to continue his quick pacing until he heard a young boy crying by the edge of the bridge. The small child couldn’t have been more than four, big, brown eyes with a dark mop of unruly locks sticking out in different directions on his head. His little fingers gripped the bannister as he stood on his toes, doing his best to look over the edge, but falling short.

The singer looked around in hopes of finding his parents, but when everyone continued on their course he sighed with a shake of his head and headed in the kid’s direction. He was such a sucker for children.

Cautiously, he stood next to the boy who continued to cry, and after a long pause, Seunghyun knelt and tried his best to ask the boy if he was okay…in Italian.

The boy instantly stopped crying and looked up at Seunghyun with glassy eyes and goodness was he the cutest kid he’d ever seen. The child’s chubby cheeks were flushed, most likely from all the crying, and he seemed to observe Seunghyun as closely as the older man regarded him.

“I lost my mommy,” he hiccupped, looking up at Seunghyun with shy eyes.

Despite the news, relief rushed through the man. English he could do, Italian, not so much. He rubbed his chin, taking one last look around the area before looking down at the boy once more.

“I have to go get something from a shop, do you want to come with me? We can ask them to help us find your mom.”

The boy regarded him for a long moment as he chewed on his lip before finally nodding in agreement. “W-will you carry me?”

Mush, Seunghyun’s entire insides turned to mush at the simple request. He couldn’t wait to have a kid of his own and when they found his mom he was going to chew her out. Without faltering, Seunghyun opened his arms and the child practically jumped into them.

Seunghyun looked around once more and continued his trek, bouncing the child in his arms and grinning when the boy giggled. The singer noticed then that the kid looked like he had some sort of Asian heritage. Whatever he was, he was a cute kid.

“Alright, let’s go get this done. We’ll find your mom soon, and if you’re a good boy I’ll get you a treat.”

You paced the area with fear-stricken eyes as your hands gripped the phone tightly against your ear. “What do you mean you can’t find him? You’re his nanny! Your job is to know where he is.” Not wanting to hear any excuses you hung up, muttering profanities under your breath as you felt your eyes begin to well with tears.

“I have to go, my son, he’s missing,” you croaked out as your assistant nodded with wide eyes. “Of course, of course. As soon as Mr. Kwon picks up his order I will close the shop and help you.”

Wanting to send her a grateful smile, but failing miserably, you simply nodded and grabbed your purse. As you made your way out of the back room, you heard the door and a familiar cry right after.

“Mommy!”

Relief flooded your senses, you nearly stumbled out, your gaze solely focused on the toddler running into your arms as you knelt down with open arms. He wrapped his small arms around your neck and you let out a choked sob into his hair while simultaneously kissing his head.

“Where did you go, my beautiful boy? How many times have I told you to stay with your nanny when you go on adventures?”

He pulled away from you, grinning sheepishly. “It’s okay mommy, I was saved by Seunghyun!”

That name…you froze, brows furrowed as you looked at your son with confusion taking root. Only when the sound of someone clearing their throat did you realize there was s familiar face leaning against the threshold of the shop with his arms crossed and a deep frown embedded on his face.

Oh goodness, no, no, this can’t be real, you mentally panicked. Maybe he wouldn’t recognize you. Maybe, the night wasn’t seared into his memory like it had been in yours, with a daily remind of that night wrapped tightly in your arms. But when you rose up from your kneeling position and set down your son as he flapped about you knew the man standing before you was aware it—of you.

“Thank you so much for finding him. I, I can’t thank you enough, sir.” Fuck it, you were going to pretend you didn’t know him and maybe he wouldn’t notice how pale you knew you’d become. He gave you a mocking smile, tilting his head and that plan was thrown out the window. Of course he was going to recognize you. He’d mapped every area of your body with his fingers and mouth that night you’d met under the Venetian moon.

“Are we really going to play this game?” The sound of his stern voice sent shivers coursing through your spine and you soon found yourself gripping the marble table to your side in hopes that the cool surface would center the chaos pushing against your chest at the moment.

“I—,”

He took methodical steps toward you as your son ran into the back to greet your assistant. You could make out his animated chatter as your heaven sent assistant closed  the door to the back studio. She must have sensed the tension and thought it best not to interfere.

When Seunghyun stood mere inches from you, you held your breath.

“So, glad to see you’re doing just fine.” His tone was vindictive and although you wanted to argue that it was a one-night stand, you knew better. It was far more, it was an ocean of conflicting emotions that bloomed that night, a promise of something bigger that you’d run away from in trepidation.

Seunghyun was raging despite his calm exterior. He was angry that it’d made sense, and though he didn’t want to jump into conclusions, he knew that the same emotion of completion he’d felt the night he met you, sparking in his chest when he’d picked the boy up.

Here you fucking were, living in the city that was far too hard for him to be in, the city that took a piece of something from him—that you’d taken.

He was livid, and despite wanting to yell, he only gripped your wrist and glared fiercely at you. “You have some fucking nerve. How could you keep something like this from me?”

What looked like disbelief bloomed on your features and it only served to infuriate him more. “Excuse me? Seunghyun, we’d only met that night. You knew as well as I did that wouldn’t have progressed into anything more.”

It shouldn’t have stung, because he’d had countless one-night stands months after your encounter with him, but they never seemed to match up to that night. For fuck’s sake, you’d spent the other half of the night talking aimlessly and it was such a serendipitous connection that he was not able to find again. And now, the fact that the night may have brought forth that adorable little boy just added fuel to the bitterness he had towards you.

“How do you know? You didn’t bother staying long enough to find out.”

TBC.

[topinot-noir]

Overprotective Seunghyun

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Seungri scenario "I'll protect you"

[GIFs not mine]

Hello dear followers!

Thank you for following me and reading my stuff even if I was away for more than half an year. I just didn’t have any motivation for writing. 

But now, 

I am OPENING requests for a while so go ahead. 

Hope you’ll like this Seungri scenario that was requested a long time ago.

the ask:

Hi sweety may i get an scenario with Seungri? You go to meet him and some of his fans shows up and a crazy sasaeng tries to stab him and you noticed and protected him by recieving the stab instead?

You were looking at the mirror applying bright red matt lipstick on, to get ready and finally meet your favorite beautiful idol. You respect him as a singer, idol and a person. He is doing an amazing job with everything. He is the perfect man, is what you always say. You wore a plain but cute red dress with a black leather jacket with a caption of their album MADE on the back of it. You thought you might have overdressed for a simple meet and greet but it's your first time doing this so why not give it all the effort you can. At least you put on some black boots and finished your look with small heart-shaped earrings. 'This is getting real Y/N. You are finally gonna meet him'

Your hands started shaking when you walked towards your father's car and your palms began to sweat. You sat on the front seat and your father drove you to the cafe near the meet and greet where you met your best friend who'll be there for this beautiful moment of your life. You knew meeting him won't be like you'll ever see him again (probably). But once is enough to make you happier and give some energy to your life. You hugged your best friend and squealed from excitement for a few seconds before people started looking at you weird. On the way to the location where Seungri will finally introduce his next solo album, you noticed some V.I.P.s who were making some posters or gifts for Seungri. You only prepared a special letter for him and you felt like you should have prepared more for him, who made your life so much more fun with his music and humor. Your best friend saw the face you made when you regret something and shook your shoulders.

"Don't fucking worry Y/N. I'll be there for you and he'll be there for you. You will finally meet him and show him that he's important to people. You look perfect and I doubt he won't fall in love with you in this beautiful red dress and these new earrings! Oh God, I wish I'd have those too."

Her words of comfort meant a lot to you. She was always there to say exactly what you need.

After some minutes of walking, you arrived at the place and it was already crowded. You felt other people's shoulders hitting you and felt even more nervous standing in the crowd waiting for him to come on stage.  

You've been waiting there for quite a while with your best friend and you saw some strange people in the crowd, but you ignored it and just continued telling your bf how happy you are.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the one and only, Seungri."

People began to clap loudly and you were one of them and screamed his name with others. Cheer got louder when finally, he walked smoothly on the stage in his golden and black outfit with black Nikes on his feet. His hair was done with bangs on his forehead and a nice new black color. His smile was a kill for all the fans, including you. That was indeed a killer look. He then introduced himself as a solo singer, finally, and introduced his new album. As it seemed he was as excited as the rest of the crowd and so the moment we have all been waiting for came. We got a preview of his album songs and he performed his title song 1,2,3! and the crowd went wild. Everyone was amazed and impressed with the new song, you even saw the security enjoying the music.

You examined the crowd and saw a lot of different fans and you noticed there are quite a few people that just came along and weren't exactly his fans. There were girls who screamed with joy and other fans who were happy to be there. You and your best friend sang the lyrics and enjoyed your hearts out. You were thankful for this day as it soon came to the last act of the meet and greet. 

Finally, the time when you get the chance to give Seungri a hand and look him in the eyes. Your heart was jumping in your chest while you were slowly walking closer to your favorite artist. All you could think at that moment was just how much you wish to just say hello and tell him how much you appreciate him. Just that he knows how important his work is. There's nothing you wished for more. 

Your arm itched and you turned back and saw it. The girl behind you, around 20 years old, was holding a small swiss knife. It just seemed too sketchy to know that she went with that through security. You decided to ignore the fact that you just saw that and moved on. It could only be something unimportant and nothing big to worry about. Step by step, your heartbeat was getting faster and your cheeks were already red. 

"Hello, nice to meet you..."

Sweet and cheerful voice traveled right through your ears and couldn't believe that was said only to you at the moment. Your eyes were sparkling and just the look of his beautiful and happy smile on his face with those cute black bangs was enough to make you smile too. You bowed simply because you respect and admire him and he just smiled more. 

"I...I really wanted to say... your new album is magnificent and me and my sister were very impressed by the new choreography and those high notes in the title song. All of the songs sound amazing and some of them are really nice for cheering up, so I wanted to thank you, for the amazing work with this origami bouquet I made just for you..."

He wowed and looked at the bouquet. The girl behind you just kicked me in the leg but, you still ignored it since you only have few seconds left to communicate with the one and only Seungri. 

"Get the f**k away little girl." 

It was that girl from behind you again. You bowed again and said goodbye and moved to the side. The next second you remembered the knife she had in her hand. Your brains were all confused about what the hell could knife do on a fan meet. Very quickly you realized the answer is nothing. 

You turned back and protected Seungri's body by standing right in front of him. One second you saw people happily screaming Seungri's name and the next one your eyes met with a knife that went right through your chest. The pain was unbearable. 

"FREEZE. EVERYONE PLEASE SAFELY EXIT THE ROOM."

Someone shouted really loudly and people began screaming and running all over the place. You couldn't see anything, it was getting darker and darker and your eyes were slowly closing while your body was unmovable. Loud voices disappeared and everything went quiet. One moment later your eyelids twitched and you slowly tried to open your eyes. The lightning in the room you were in was too bright and so you closed your eyes again and tried asking where you are. But your lips didn't want to move. You tried touching where you were laying and nothing seemed right. The place had a weird smell and the last thing you could remember... it was.... going on Seungri's fan meet. But... What happened there?

Again you tried opening your eyes and then you suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Y/N? Can you hear me? You're okay, don't worry, you're safe."

Mom. It was your mom. At that moment you really opened your eyes and saw all in a white room with a few medical devices beeping while they were connected to your hand and most importantly, your family, mom, dad and your beautiful but yet annoying younger sister. 

"M...m...mom...m.... w...hat happened?" you tried asking. But suddenly the doctor rushed to the room and started to examine you. 

Later when they explained to you what really happened, you were proud on yourself that you just protected Seungri from great danger. Soon there were bouquets of roses and candies coming to your room. While you were recovering your family visited you.

"There's someone special here for you y/n..."

'Who could it be? My imaginary boyfriend?' you thought

"Hello y/n.... I'm here to thank you... You remember me, right?"

There he was. In flesh and blood standing right next to your bed, wearing cute blue jeans and a leather jacket. You couldn't believe you eyes. It was real. He was real. 

"Let me stay here and make you company for a while. You know I can't stay for too long since I have a show in 3 hours but I want to make time here shorter for you since you protected me y/n. I really appreciate it, you need to believe me. I couldn't even imagine in what danger I put you in.... So please let me thank you."

Tears started flowing down your cheeks and he wiped them away for you. 

"Don't cry, I'm also here to get to know you, I want to know who saved my life."

And so your hospital adventure which was painful in the operation rooms and interesting, amazing, happy in the room with you new actual friend- Seungri, who came to visit you every few days and spent the time there talking about the new gossips and discussing kdrama and kpop scenes and most importantly he shortened your stay there with all the fun board games which you both enjoyed. And even after you finally got out of the hospital you stayed in touch and stayed good friends. He even invited you on his tour and you got the chance to meet other Big Bang members as well. Your friendship grew year by year and you were closer then ever. 

The friendship continued even longer no matter the fact where you were and what you were doing. 

From an unpleasant event, where you got hurt, you also got a new best friend. Someone that you cared about a lot. Thank you for that.