#nyongtory scenarios

[lady-une]

BSD CH 14

Wow. Sorry this has taken so long to get out to you guys. It’s just been super hard to get into the right mind frame with working two jobs and taking care of the kids. Plus some people kind of guessed the route I was going and weren’t too happy. Which made me stop and wonder if I should change this. I want to make everyone happy but at the same time I want to take this the way I dreamed of. This was all inspired by a drama that was on DramaFever that I was watching. “Devilish charm/joy” was the name of it. Man it had me hooked and I instantly thought nyongtory and so that’s how BSD was born. If anyone knows where I can watch this please let me know. I’m still rather upset dramafever closed down but there’s nothing I can do about it. That long list of dramas to watch is gone forever lol. But anyways back to BSD 😂. This chapter is a bit longer then what I normally do. I thought of splitting it up but thought it would flow weird. So yeah. I hope you all enjoy and as always please love, comment, and share. Help me grow with feedback and help me reach some more nyongtory fans who might not know about me!

He thought their love was eternal, that nothing would be able to break them apart. He put his trust and faith in the man he loved with all his heart. The one man he thought would never hurt him, did it in the most horrific way possible. How will he move on, having to see the man who broke his heart day in and day out. Having to see him smile and look at another the way he once did him. If had known this was his destiny all along, he would never had started on this path to begin with.

Word count: 4466

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature, SMUT, Drinking

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

Chapter 1

Sitting in the cold private family room Jiyong had never felt as defenseless as he did in that exact moment. Even when he was a young child being moved around from casting call to casting call. Having to blindly follow his parents’ wishes when he only ever wanted to be a normal boy, to be able to go out and play with his friends where the only worry he had was having too much homework. Even when he was first trying to debut, the years with the first company and his unknown future. Then again when he was just starting with Yang Hyun-suk and the debut of Bigbang. None of those times could match the feelings that were coursing through his veins. Fear. The most prevalent emotion was driving him mad. What had happened to Seungri, how did he get that way. Would he be ok? Was it too late? Will he ever get the chance to make the epic mess he had made up to him.

Before Jiyong could fully lose his mind the door to the family room opened and in came the rest of the members along with Mino.

“Jiyong what the hell happened.” Seunghyun asked as he rushed over to where Jiyong was sitting.

Jiyong looked up from his spot and the look on his face scared the elder. Never had he seen Jiyong look so broken and vulnerable.  Even during his motte tour when the two lovers were having a spat he didn’t look anything like he does now. Seunghyun sat in the chair next to Jiyong on the couch and took his hand in his.

“Everything will be ok Jiyong. That boy will be up before you know it.”

“Hyung, I don’t know, there was so much blood. I got to the hotel and we got in there and he was in the bathroom. There was so much blood and it was coming from his head.” Jiyong barely got the end of his sentence out with how hard he was holding back the cry that was wanting to rip from throat.

“You bastard!”

Jiyong looked up to see Mino making his way quickly to where he sat but was stopped by Youngbae.

“Hyung this is all his fault!” Mino spat still struggling to get to Jiyong.

“No it is not.”

Jiyong stood from his spot his head hung low. “No he is right.” He said low, his voice cracking at the end.

“It might be somewhat your fault but not really. You had already broken up with her, she should have known better.” Youngbae said as he let go of Mino and walked over taking Jiyong in his arms.

Jiyong cried in his best friends’ arms, loud sobs finally broke free as his tears fell from his eyes like small rivers. Youngbae held his friend rubbing his back as he felt his body shake and his shirt become damp with tears.

“She knew what she was doing.” Jiyong sobbed. “She didn't want to break up. She did this on purpose.” Jiyong screamed as he clutched onto Youngbae’s shirt.

A knock at the door sounded before it opened, and a couple of doctors walked in.

“Kwon Jiyong?” The doctor called out.

Jiyong stepped back from Youngbae and wiped his face. “Yes, that is me.”

“You are listed as the first contact for Lee Seunghyun.”

“How is he?” Jiyong asked as he walked towards the doctor.

“He is still unconscious, he lost a bit of blood but is fine. We got the bleeding under control and he has some stitches.”

“Can we see him?” Jiyong asked.

The doctor nodded his head as he opened the door and lead the boys to Seungri’s room. Jiyong thought he was going to be able to handle things but the sight in front of him brought him to his knees needing Youngbae to hold him up. Seungri laid there on the bed not moving. Breathing machines were hooked up to him, his head was bandaged, and machines were beeping loudly around him. Youngbae brought Jiyong to the chair at the side of the bed and helped him into. Jiyong shakily reached for Seungri’s hand holding it in his. Tears fell from his eyes again as he laid his head down and felt his soft skin being drenched with his tears.

The first day all the members including Mino staid in the room. Each taking turns to sleep and eat...except for Jiyong. The members did their best to try and get Jiyong to leave and eat or get some sleep but Jiyong refused to leave Seungri’s side. Jiyong barely registered that Youngbae had mentioned that Yang Hyun-suk and Seungri’s parents were flying in and should be there.

“Hyung you need to sleep, you won't be any good for the maknae when he wakes up if you are not taking care of yourself.” Daesung said as he knelt down next to Jiyong.

“He was never any good for him.” Mino said from behind Jiyong.

Jiyong growled deeply and jumped from his chair turning around to push Mino against the wall. “I have made the worst decision of my life leaving that man and I will spend the rest of my life making up for it.”

The room was quiet with the exception of Seungri’s machines beeping, the only comfort that Jiyong got in the current situation. As long as those machines kept beeping then he knew that Seungri was still there. Jiyong laid with his head on the bed looking up at the sleeping panda. He looked peaceful, Jiyong couldn't remember the last time he just looked at Seungri. His chest rose and fell with each breath he took with the assistance of the breathing machine. He didn't understand exactly why he needed it if he was perfectly fine. Dark circles that were always there were deeper and darker than usual. His once plump face was gaunt no doubt from the weight loss. He complexion that was once glowing was pale, he looked sick and Jiyong wasn't sure if it was due to the blood loss or the stress. Squeezing his eyes shut Jiyong fought back the tears. He had done this. He was the one to put Seungri in this bed and had him looking this way. He deserved to be burning in the pits of hell for eternity for making him this way.

Jiyong was so lost in his self-hatred that he didn't even hear the door to Seungri’s room opening or know that someone other than the members were in the room until he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. Lifting his head up he blinked the tears away and waited for his vision to clear, when he did, he saw Seungri’s mother standing next to him. Jiyong quickly stood from his chair and offered it to Seungri’s mother.

“What happened to my baby boy?” She asked as she held onto Seungri’s hand with one of hers and caressed his face with her other one.

“He fell and hit his head.”

“Where was he that he was able to fall? My boy is not a clumsy fool.”

“He was in a hotel that none of us knew about and he had been drinking. I am sorry, it’s my fault he is like this. I was a fool and I just want to make things better.”

“Jiyong my boy loved you with all his heart, you promised me that you would take care of him and that he would be safe. How did my baby end up like this?”

“I will make things better I promise.”

“You better, but first my baby boy needs to wake up.”

Jiyong nodded his head, she was right after all. Jiyong had promised to love and care for Seungri. That he would keep him safe and show him only beautiful things in the world. Yet he broke that promise. Moving back Jiyong gave Seungri’s parents room to be near their son. Standing against the wall Jiyong listened to Seungri’s mothers soft voice.

“Seunghyun, its Eomma. Can you hear me? Sweet heart please wake up. We miss you my sweet sweet boy. You can't stay sleeping, your eomma needs you.” Seungri’s mother said with a soft crack in her voice at the end.

Jiyong covered his mouth as he too started crying, a lump was forming in his throat. He had hurt her precious son and there was nothing he could do about it.

Yang Hyun-suk  who had also appeared with the Lee’s cleared his throat catching Jiyong’s attention. He motioned with his head to the door before walking out. Jiyong went around the room and gently shook the other members who were sleeping. The men sleepily stood and followed Jiyong out of the room and to a empty room down the hall. Yang Hyun-suk was sitting in an empty chair with his arms crossed, he looked tired and worn out. For the first time he actually looked his age. Once all the boys were in the room he cleared his throat before he began speaking.

“I just wanted you all to know that we already went to the media before someone else could. We didn't need this to be blown up more than what it will already be. Seungri has always been known to party, and I am sure had we not gotten this out first someone would have spun a web of lies. We explained that Seungri was getting out of the shower and slipped hitting his head. Unfortunately, we are too close to the concerts so there is nothing we can do but continue on without him. We don't want to disappoint the fans, they have been waiting for this for far too long.”

Yang Hyun-suk stayed silent giving the boys time to take in everything he said. He looked around the room and took in the members appearances. He could tell that everything that went on not only took a toll on Seungri and Jiyong but them as well. Youngbae, a new dad had dark circles under his eyes. The stress of parenthood was enough for him but add on this and Hyun-suk knew he was probably not getting any sleep. Seunghyun and Daesung stood in the corner, Daesung leaning on Seunghyun for support with a worried look on his face. He had his lip between his teeth and was chewing on it. Seunghyun was playing with the hem of Daesung’s shirt, a nervous gesture he had picked up since the scandal when he was enlisted. Hyun-suk wasn't too happy when he learned of their feelings, but he was tired of trying to fight his employees on their relationships. He just had to have hope that those two would not go down the same path as Seungri and Jiyong. Jiyong on the other hand was sitting on the bed, he looked the worst. All the weight he had put on was slowly slipping off him. He always had a hard time keeping weight on him, the moment he would become stress the weight would just slip off him like water through open fingers.

“I am sure the fans will be compassionate during this time but it is up to you all to make sure that they also enjoy the performance. I know this will be hard, especially for you Jiyong to have your attention on the show while your mind is here with Seungri. But I need you to hold it together and to do what needs to be done.”

“I know.” Jiyong replied, his voice void of any strength.

“Good. Seungri’s parents will be staying here for the time being until he wakes up. I would suggest you all return to the hotel and get some rest.”

Standing from his chair Hyun-suk moved to the door opening it for the members to walk out of the door. In the hall were the managers waiting for them. They all walked slowly by Seungri’s room with Jiyong pausing. Jiyong moved near the door and placed his hand on the window looking in. Seungri’s mother was weeping at her son’s bedside with his father holding her in his arms. Holding his breath Jiyong attempted to keep his emotions in check before he looked to the sleeping forming.

“Come back to me my love. Please don’t leave me.” Jiyong thought as he closed his eyes trying to hold back his tears.

“Jiyong…” Youngbae said as he placed his hand on Jiyong’s shoulder.

Moving his head Jiyong opened his eyes, tears already brimming the edge of his lids. He nodded his head before stealing one more glance at Seungri’s sleeping form before turning and following the rest of the members out of the hospital.

Over the next couple of weeks between performances and practices Jiyong would always find his way to the hospital. Most of the time he spent talking to Seungri, reminding him of all their happier memories. Or he would talk about the performances they had, the interviews they did. He never missed a chance to tell him how everyone was asking about him and missing him.

“Bigbang is not the same without our maknae. I’m not the same without you. I was a fool. An idiot. You can curse me and hate me for as long as you want but I need you to just wake up first. I love you Lee Seunghyun.”

It was a cold night when Jiyong walked into the hospital. Rubbing his hands together he tried to warm himself up as he took the elevator to the VIP floor. That brisk walk from the car into the hospital was short but the air was colder. When the elevator dinged for the floor Jiyong stepped off and took his jacket off smiling at the nurses who have come to know him on another level with how often he was there. Opening the door Jiyong was met with Hyun-suk talking quietly with Seungri’s parents. Jiyong bowed and greeted everyone before going to Seungri and brushing his growing hair out of his eyes before kissing his forehead gently and letting him know he is there.

“What’s going on? Has there been any news?” Jiyong asked as he took his spot in the chair next to the bed opposite of where Seungri’s mom sat.

“I was just talking with the Lees about moving Seungri back home. Everyone is leaving here and we had hoped that he would have woken up in time to leave with you all but he hasn’t. So we are going to transfer him home and have another specialist come in and take a look at him.”

“That’s good. I will travel with him.”

“No his family will travel with him. You have other responsibilities with the group. You go back home tomorrow and Seungri will be transferred in the next couple of days.”

“But they can manage without me. I want to transfer with Seungri.”

“Jiyong I know you want to but you can’t. Just do as I say.”

Jiyong knew the tone in Hyun-suk’s voice in that last statement left no room for him to ask again. It was a final statement. Jiyong would go back to Seoul the same way he came to Japan...without Seungri.

The night before the members of Bigbang were to depart Jiyong was exactly where he wanted to be, curled up in bed next to Seungri holding his hand.

“I don't want to leave you here. I don't want you to be alone. God I have been such an idiot. Please won't you just wake up? The thought of you flying back like this breaks my heart. Your mother has been here and we     all just need you to wake up. Please Ri won't you come back to me baby?”

Jiyong clutched onto Seungri and cried into his chest letting his tears soak through the blue and white checkered hospital shirt. Jiyong stayed in that position until he fell asleep clutched to the man he loved and missed so much.

The snow falling from the sky was sparkled in the light of the street lamp. Seungri looked up watching it fall and feeling the cold wetness hit his face. It was so peaceful, it reminded him of a snow globe he thought briefly.

“Maknae let’s go, it’s cold out here and he won't be happy if we are late!” Daesung called out bringing Seungri back to his surroundings.

Seungri smiled and jogged up to Daesung who was standing in the doorway to the apartment building. It was the holiday break from the tour and the members were getting together to celebrate. After a busy first half of the tour they had earned this break. Walking into the apartment Seungri felt a rush of peacefulness flow over him. The apartment smelt of pine, no doubt the smell coming from the freshly cut tree that was in the corner of the living room. The other members were sitting around the living room chatting away and watching Youngbae’s child roll around on the floor. Kicking off his shoes Seungri walked over to the couch and sat next to Jiyong. Laying his head on his shoulder Seungri hummed and closed his eyes. It had been so long since the group was able to relax and enjoy the life they had as a family.

After dinner the group came back to the living room and exchanged gifts. Toys for the baby, clothes and books were passed around. Seungri laughed as he watched the baby nah on a plush dragon she had received. A gasp from the corner of the room caught everyone's attention. Turning his head he saw Seunghyun get down on his knee offering a box to Daesung. Daesung had his hands covering his mouth with tears forming in his eyes.

“You have been the one constant anchor in my life. Through all the hardships I have gone through it was always you who kept me together. We have shared so many firsts together and there is no one else I would want to share this first with. I know we won't be able to do anything permanent right now but in the future I promise I will give you the wedding you deserve. Will you do me the honor of being my forever partner in this life and the next?”

“Of course!”

Everyone erupted in cheers and clapping as Seunghyun stood and Daesung lept into his arms. Jiyong pulled Seungri close as he dipped his head down to whisper “I love you.” in his ear. Pulling away Seungri cupped Jiyong’s face before whisper against his lips “I love you” and then gently kissed him. It wasn't a long kiss but the for the brief moment they were attached he could feel all the love they shared. Pulling away Jiyong smiled with tears in his eyes.

“I want to come out after this tour. I want to start a family with you. I don't care if they run us out of the country, I just need you in my life. Can we start a family? I want to give you the wedding you never got.”

“I want nothing more then to have it all with you.”

Later that night as the two laid in bed Seungri closed his eyes and tried his best to fall asleep but he could hear his name being called. Opening his eyes he strained his ears to listen for any clues as to where the sound was coming from.

“Seungri.”

Seungri shot up in bed.

“Seungri please.”

Looking around Seungri felt a cold chill come over his body.

“Please Seungri.”

“Jiyong?” Seungri whispered.

Jiyong who was laying next to Seungri stirred in his sleep.

“Come back to me.”

“Jiyong.” Seungri called out again, tears were pricking in his eyes.

“What's wrong baby?” Jiyong said as he sat up in bed.

“Someone is calling me, it sounded like you.”

“It was nothing, just a bad dream. I am here, how could I call you. Don't worry about it my love. Just come back to bed.”

Seungri allowed Jiyong to pull him back to laying in the bed and held him in his arms. Closing his eyes Seungri did his best to ignore the sound of his name being called out in the darkness.

A month later Jiyong found himself walking into the hospital in Seoul. Tired he had on sunglasses to cover the deep dark circles that were forming under his eyes. The stop in the Philippines was hard, fans were still questioning about Seungri and he had nothing he could say. Nothing had changed, he was still there but sleeping. Jiyong smiled and waved at the nurses that were on the floor that held Seungri. Jiyong was so happy that all of the staff were professional and didn't swarm him or ask for autographs. That was the last thing Jiyong needed when he came here to be with Seungri. Walking into Seungri’s room Jiyong shed his jacket and took off his face mask and glasses. Walking over to Seungri’s sleeping form Jiyong bent down and laid a kiss on Seungri’s forehead.

“Good evening my love. Sorry it took me so long to come see you but our flight was delayed.”

Pulling the chair close to Seungri’s bed Jiyong sat down and held Seungri’s warm hand in his as he recalled the concert and told him how all the fans were sending gifts for him and asking to see if he was any better. Jiyong told him how the concert still was not the same without him.

“Please Ri, come back to me baby. You don't even have to worry about another woman in my life nor that demon spawn that I was stupid enough to be with. She was taken care of. Dami, Hannah and even our sister in law took care of her. I had to pay her hospital fees but she won't be a problem for us ever again.”

Before Jiyong could continue a doctor walked in to check in on Seungri for the night.

“How is he?” Jiyong asked.

“He is the same, still healthy with no complications. He just needs to wake up.”

Jiyong just nodded his head as the doctor walked out of the room. The weight of his actions still weighed down on him. Jiyong sat there for a few moments before getting up and going to the door to turn the light off. Walking back to Seungri he kicked his shoes off and climbed into bed wrapping his body around Seungri’s.

“Please Seungri. Please won't you come back to me. I am sorry, you have no idea how sorry I am. I don't know how many more times I need to say it but I will say sorry every single day if you just come back to me.”

Clutching onto Seungri’s hospital shirt he cried.

“God please won't you give him back to me? If you need to take someone just take me! Seungri deserves the world, he doesn't deserve this. I do! Take me please! Just let him wake up! I promise to always make him smile and to keep the negative energy away from him. I will do everything for him. I will live my life to make him happy! I just need him back!”

Just as the night before they left Japan, Jiyong laid in bed crying and begging Seungri to come back until he himself fell asleep due to mental exhaustion.

The warm water from the bath and Jiyong’s soft caressing on his skin had Seungri closing his eyes and be lulled into a gentle sleepness. That was until he heard crying. Like before Seungri opened his eyes and strained his ears. The crying seemed familiar, he had heard it before.

“Seungri.”

The gentle whisper was so quiet that he wasn't sure if he heard it.

Seungri sat up and away from Jiyong before turning to him. “What’s wrong?” Seungri asked.

“Nothing, why do you ask?”

“You were crying and calling my name.”

“No I wasn't, you were sleeping baby.”

“No I heard you. You were calling my name.”

“No I wasn't, just ignore it.”

“No, I heard your voice! I have heard it enough to recognize it anywhere.”

“I am right here next to you and I am not crying. Why would I deny that?”

“Something isn’t right.”

Getting up out of the tub Seungri clung on to the counter as his head began to pound. The sound of Jiyong crying was getting louder but as he looked through his squinted eyes he saw Jiyong in the tub not making a sound.

“Jiyong what’s going on?”

“Why can’t you just let things be? You’re not even here right now. Physically you’re not but mentally you are. Your brain doesn’t want to be awake. The pain you will face out there is too much. Just stay here with me where you won’t ever feel pain again! You are safe and loved here. We can have everything!”

“What? If that’s true then I have to wake up! My family...they must be so worried! I need to wake up. They need me!”

“I need you!”

“No you don’t! You’re not even real! There are real people out there that need me!”

“Fine. Go. Go back to them but leave your pain here. Go back to your family but forget everything that has caused you pain.”

Jiyong stood from the tub and walked over to Seungri and cupped his face and whispered “let me take your pain” before he kissed his lips gently.

The feeling of something softly stroking his hair had awoken Jiyong. He closed his eyes and snuggled closer into Seungri body and hummed in content when he felt what should have been a sleeping form shake with a soft chuckle. Shooting up in the bed Jiyong found a smiling Seungri looking at him.

“Seungri you’re awake!”

“Hyung what am I doing here?”

“You got hurt. God seungri I am so sorry. Will you forgive me?”

“Forgive you? I don’t understand, did you do something wrong? Whatever it is I know you didn’t mean it so I forgive you.”

Jiyong looked at the gentle man in front of him unsure as to how he would have easily been forgiven for the amount of pain he caused.

“Seungri what is the last thing you remember?”

Seungri sat there and thought hard but nothing was coming to mind. He knew he was on tour with the group but there were fuzzy parts he couldn’t remember.

“Hyung...I think there is something wrong. I can’t remember.”

Jiyong slowly got off the bed and backed up to the door. “Wait here Ri, let me get a doctor.” Turning to the door Jiyong escaped the room, things were definitely wrong.

NEXT

[flowery-bigbang-imagines]

[bigb5ngaregods]

- todae if they had kids -

top: *giving the kids bacon and rice*

daesung: *pulls top away from the table* why are you giving them bacon? they just watched peppa pig!

top: and so? they won't know.

daesung: SO WHAT WILL YOU SAY WHEN THEY ASK WHAT BACON IS?! DUCK?

top: oh shit... they're eating peppa...

[a-fan-world-blog]

Nyongtory ❤️

[cigarretesandwine]

kwon jiyong in photos

[jiyongpics]

Y'all read my Nyongtory smut fanfiction! 👁️👄👁️

[rofics]

Lipstick marks

Fandom: Big Bang Pairing:  Jiyong x Seungri Genre: Angst Au: Canon Length: 600 

Summary:

Seungri isn't sure of what the future holds, or how they got to this point, all he knows is that Jiyong could destroy him if he wanted to.

As Jiyong finally tilted into Seungri’s scent the youngest pretended that he was asleep, not wanting to face or really talk to his boyfriend. He could still smell the strong perfume on the rapper that he knew wasn’t his own, as he opened one eye looking at the redhead lipstick marks were still clear on his neck clearly having not even cared to try and hide it.

Seungri should feel anger, but he just couldn’t anymore, and it wasn’t like he had any high ground to stand on. The rest of Big Bang questioned their relationship, he knew it was toxic, he knew that them constantly cheating on each other weren’t right. He knew this wasn’t how a healthy relationship was supposed to be, but he couldn’t get himself to care.

He had always been with Jiyong, for as long as he remembered even as they were now broken, bend and out of order. With lipstick marks over their necks and bodies, with their body marks and branded by other people, Seungri was scared of their end. He wasn’t sure who he was without Jiyong, and he was pretty that Jiyong wasn’t sure what to do without him.

They were in a weird spot, where they couldn’t give up the sense of security being together gave them, but they were both scared of committing. It didn’t matter that they had been together for as long as any of them could remember, they were older now, commitment was different.

Seungri wasn’t sure when it had started, he wasn’t sure which of them had started it, they both felt so lonely so often. He himself spent too much time in Japan and Jiyong to much time in his studio, neither of them knew how to balance it so they cheated on each other.

It started at first with them just cheating when the other was too busy, Seungri in Japan and Jiyong in his studio, they would seek the warmth of somebody else's bed. Seungri knew that Jiyong knew that he did it, but neither wanted to talk about it.

Actually talking about would mean that they would have an actual deep conversation about their relationship, they would have to talk about things they hadn’t for years, and neither were sure they were ready for the outcome of that talk.

Seungri wasn’t sure when it had transferred into cheating on each other when they had a warm body waiting for them in their beds, a warm body that they liked, no that they loved. Seungri loved Jiyong he really did, but the idea this was it, that for the rest of his life it would just be Jíyong was scary. The idea that Jiyong could crush him and destroy him was scary, that if Jiyong wanted he could completely smash Seungri’s heart.

So he made it so he couldn’t destroy it, no that was a lie. Seungri knew it was a lie, he knew that Jiyong could break his heart and anytime he wanted to, he could no more let the other go as he could stop breathing.

Seungri just sighed as he rolled over to put an arm around Jiyong ignoring the still fresh lipstick marks on his older boyfriend's neck and just hugging him close. Seungri wasn’t sure if it was going to be okay, or if he was going to end up with his heart broken, but for now he could ignore it and just enjoy the warm body next to him as he kissed Jiyong neck “I love you,” no answer.

Here is the words I use, feel free to request any of the words with a specific pairing!

Day 14. Run Day 15. Tactil Day 16. Ink _ Taekwoon x Wonshik Day 17. Red _ Taehyung x Hoseok Day 18. In my sights Day 19. Breath - Jackson x Namjoon Day 20. Closing in _ Yongguk x Youngjae - with Yongguk having an anxiety attack and Youngjae helping him Day 21. Haunted _ Seokjin x Jungkook for bubungoc13 Day 22. Needle _ Namjoon x Jungkook Day 23. Ashes Day 24. Cold hands, cold feet Day 25. I know _ Jin x Suho Day 26. Settle down _ Namjoon x Seokjin Day 27. Note _ Johnny x Ten Day 28. Fireworks _ Hoseok x Taehyung for BalancedEclipse Day 29. Wait _ Jungkook x Jin - About Jin’s missing lines, fluff Day 30. Subtle _ Mark x Namjoon

Yeah I opened this again

[kpoppwriter]

Big Bang Masterlist ~ ☆

Reactions

BigBang Reaction: You Mumble Their Name In Your Sleep

BigBang Reaction: Their Child’s Mother Hates You

BigBang Reaction: S/O Winning Rookie of the Year

BigBang Reaction: Their Sister Dressing Provocative

BigBang Reaction: Their Sister Being A Famous Model

Headcanons

BigBang Headcanon: Comforting a stressed S/O

BigBang Headcanon: Degrading With Seunghyun

BigBang Headcanon: Proposing

Drabbles

Seunghyun Drabble

Poly!Ships

Nyongtory

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[onepumpofsyrup]

BIGBANG SCENARIO BASED TEXTS MASTERLIST

Key 

Angst = a

Fluff = f

GDragon

NOT NOW : a 

GD has been pushing you away lately, as a result you grow close with Jay Park.

MILITARY 

You Finally see GD after his time in the military.  

TOP

CUDDLE FIX : f 

Wolf AU

T.O.P’s girlfriend is a little puppy like, and he finds it adorable.

FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU : f

Taeyang

Friends to Lovers AU

Daesung

CAKE FANBOY : f 

Daesung has developed a crush on a popular baker. 

LEGO

Dae keeps leaving his legos everywhere

FRIENDS TO LOVERS 

Seungri

MAKNAE JEALOUSY : f 

Seungri is jealous of your pups.

POLY!

Nyongtory

QUEEN OF HEARTS : f

GD wants you and Seungri to be Ace, Queen, and King from a deck of cards for Halloween. 

[lady-une]

Heart Break at station 2014

Hey guys so I know how I haven’t posted in a bit in the way do stories but this idea just came to me. I’m rewatching the serious HOUSE (I fucking love Hughe Laurie) and they had this episode with a fire fighter and it just spoke to me. It made me think of our boys. And yeah I know I should be posting for BSD but I just am struggling with that because I want it to be perfect. So I hope you don’t mind this little post. I don’t know if I will turn it into anything or if I will leave it this way. It’s kind of up to everyone and if they like it. So yeah. Enjoy. And as always please love, share, and leave me some feedback.

A once strong man brought to his knees by a diagnosis he never knew excisted. How will he continue? Will he be able to move on from the unrequiented love he had for his friend?

Word count: 3429

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

The night was going as slow as a night possibly could for a fire station. The team sat around in the living room, some watching the news while others played a game of air hockey. Seungri sat on the couch as he watched Jiyong shoot the bright yellow puck across the table as Youngbae attempted to defend his goal. Seungri had long ago lost interest in the evening news. The high pitch laughter of Jiyong was more entertaining then the going ons of the entertainment world. Seungri loved nothing more than to watch Jiyong smile and enjoy himself. For years Seungri held a deep secret to himself, he had only one person in his heart and that was Jiyong. Yet there was no way the younger man would ever admit or confess his feelings to Jiyong. He would never chance having their friendship ruined, after all it was frowned upon for a man to harbor such feelings towards another man. No Seungri had come to terms that he would just live his life never having that love returned. Most days he was able to handle the pain that was slowly forming in his chest, except on the days where Jiyong would have one of his many girls around him. Jiyong was a handsome man, he had a sharp jaw and luscious black hair that would tempt even the strongest willed woman.

The loud blaring sound of the alarm followed by the intercom had all the men jumping to their feet to rush off towards the garage. Within minutes they were all geared up and pulling out of in their fire truck. Lights flashing and their loud siren helped pathe the way towards their destination. A small apartment building with the top floor on fire had brought their quiet night to life. Arriving to the apartment they found the scene in utter chaos. They quickly unloaded the truck and began assessing the situation. Seunghyun ordered Daesung and Youngbae to arm the water canons to concentrate on the fire as He, Seungri, and Jiyong would enter the building to find anyone who might be inside.

With the heavy fire retardant gear and the heat coming from the building had the men already sweating and breathing heavily into their oxygen masks. With their axes they broke down every door by door to the apartments looking for anyone who might have been trapped. Seunghyun spoke over their radio that they would begin moving up a floor before he made his way to the stairwell. It was a small apartment so it wouldn’t take long for them to reach the top floor that was currently on fire. The smoke had filled the apartment building and the fact that the fire was on the top floor was even more dangerous. They need to clear the apartment quickly before the fire caused the top floor to collapse. Upon reaching the second floor they began clearing the apartments. Seungri hung back as Seunghyun and Jiyong cleared the current apartment. When something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Seungri radioed in that there was someone out here and Seunghyun ordered him to wait and not go off on his own. Seungri tried to follow orders but a loud cracking sound caused him to abandon his post and had him running towards where he saw the figure.

Seungri called out for anyone asking if there was anyone there but heard no response. Taking his ax he broke down a door and called out again but heard no response. The only feedback he was getting was from a very angry Seunghyun who was demanding his location. After clearing the apartment building Seungri stood in the doorway as he watched Seunghyun and Jiyong walk down the hallway towards him. He knew was going to get an earful but he had to make sure that no one was down here. Just as the two older men were getting within reach of him a deathening cracking sound was heard. Jiyong looked around and mere seconds the ceiling above where Seungri stood began cracking. Jiyong sprung to action grabbing Seungri and dragged him backwards causing the man to land on top of him. Seungri didn’t have a chance to even realize what was going on before seunghyun had both of them on their feet and ushering them out of the burning building. Once outside Seungri pulled off his mask needing the fresh air but found himself pushed up against truck pinned between it and a very angry Seunghyun.

“What the hell were you thinking? You know better then to go off on your own! Do you want to get trapped again? Did getting burned on your leg not teach you a lesson the first time? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

Seungri looked down at the ground, he knew the elder was right. He should not have broke away from the group.

“Hyung, I’m sorry. I saw something and I just couldn’t wait. I had to check it out.”

“Do it again and I will bench you maknae!”

Seungri nodded his head and Seunghyun let out a sigh before ruffling the younger’s long hair. He hated yelling at him, but he had to get the point across. He didn’t want to lose any member of his team, it was his duty as the sergeant to make sure he kept everyone safe.

When the fire was out and the situation was deemed safe the members of station 2014 took some time to catch their breath. Seungri sat on a curb as he watched Youngbae and Jiyong talk, the events that took place earlier had Seungri mentally berating himself for making such a rookie mistake. He hated when he made a mistake in front of Jiyong, he didn’t want to come off as incompetent or foolish. He wanted nothing more then to be Jiyong’s equal if anything. Seungri’s body tensed up when he saw two younger women approach Jiyong offering him a bottle of water. He was too far away to hear anything but he knew from the body language that the girls were flirting and Jiyong was flirting back. Standing up Seungri moved quickly away from them, the pain in his chest that he had been feeling on and off for some months was returning. The few seconds it took to reach the truck felt like hours as his vision began to swim and the pain began to build. He didn’t hear the calls from Daesung as he reached out to the truck need support but missing it completely and collapsing on the ground. The members of the team came rushing over to him as Seungri gasped for breath and clawed at his chest before losing consciousness.

Thankfully there was still an ambulance on scene and they were able to rush Seungri to the nearest hospital. Seunghyun rode with to the hospital as the remaining members were sent back to the station to await further news. Seunghyun sat in the waiting room as test after test was run on Seungri. A doctor finally came to collect him and brought him into a private room where a sleeping Seungri laid.

“We have him stable for now but the tests are inconclusive. All we know is that his heart is damaged and if we don’t figure out what the cause of the damage is he will need a new one all together.”

“How can this be, the boy is as healthy as an ox. He doesn’t drink nor smoke. Hell he doesn’t even eat unhealthy. How the hell could he need a new heart?” Seunghyun responded as he held onto Seungri’s hand.

“We will continue to monitor him as we run some more tests. Hopefully we will have some answers in the morning but in the meantime we need to ask you some questions.”

Seunghyun obliged and began answering the million questions the doctors had from what he ate, to his daily activities to the environment he lived in and of course questions about his family health. Seunghyun stayed the night opting to sleep in the uncomfortable chair next to Seungri’s bed. When the sun was up Seungri finally came to and in rushed all the doctors checking his vitals and asking a million questions. When the doctors had all they wanted they left the room just as Jiyong was walking in. Seungri looked up from the bed and into Jiyong’s eyes and smiled. How foolish he must look, the maknae sick in bed for no reason. The memory from the night before of Jiyong flirting with the young girls flashed in his head followed by the returning pain in his chest and the shortness of breath. The alarms from the monitors hooked up to Seungri began blaring before doctors flooded the room and pushed the two men out. By the time they got Seungri stable he had fallen unconscious again. The doctors allowed the two men back into the room and explained again the seriousness of the situation. Jiyong’s phone began going off and he moved away from the bed to answer it. He tried to be as quiet as possible but before the call could be finished the alarms were going off yet again on the monitors causing the two men to be kicked out of the room. When Seungri finally awoke again the doctors surround his bed and ask him about his relationship with Jiyong.

“We are friends.”

“There seems to be more to it.” Said the brooding doctor who was off in the corner. “The way your heart rate only goes crazy when he is around makes me think there is some underlying emotions there. So why don’t we try that again. What is your relationship with the chizzled jawed fireman?”

Seungri nawed on his lower lip as he played with his hand before answering. “I like him.”

“I am guessing a little more than like. He makes that little heart of yours go pitter patter after all.”

“Fine I love him. Is that what you want me to say. Yes I love him. I have loved him for as long as I can remember and I know that it's wrong. I know that its sick and abnormal for another man to have these kinds of feelings towards another man but I do.”

The brooding doctor stood from his spot in the corner and slowly made his way to Seungri’s bed before sitting down on the end of it. “Have you ever heard of takotsubo cardiomyopathy?”

“No.”

“Well it's also known as broken heart syndrome. Often we see this when a loved one has passed away or during stressful situation. Such as yours, unrequited love so stressful that it causes your heart to break or have a heart attack.”

“So what do we do?”

“Well you have three choices. You either A, continue to live on with those feelings for your friend until you damage your heart so much that  you die or need a transplant. And I will tell you this, there aren’t many hearts just waiting to be put into a body. Option b, you tell said man your feelings and see where life takes you. He either confesses his own feelings or you learn to move past this and chance ruining a friendship. Or finally you have option C, you cut off all ties and leave. Take that little broken heart of yours and move on with your life. It is up to you on whichever you choose. But I personally would throw all caution out the window and confess your love. You never know what will happen.”

“I know what will happen, I will lose my friends. I chose option C.”

“The coward way out. Don’t wait too long, the more you are around him the more damage you will put on your heart.”

The brooding doctor stood from Seungri’s bed and walked out the door followed by three other doctors. When the door to his room shut Seungri allowed the tears to fall from his eyes. He had never imagined that this would be happening. Never in a million years did he ever expect himself to be dieing of a broken heart yet here he was. Reaching for his cell phone he dialed Seunghyun’s number.

“Maknae how are you? What did the doctor say.”

“Hyung…” Seungri whispered between sobs.

“Seungri whats wrong? What did they say?”

“My heart. It can't do this anymore. I need to leave or I am going to die.”

“That makes no sense. You have to explain this to me.”

“The doctors said that my heart is broken, that when I am around Jiyong I will damage it more because it can’t take the stress of my feelings for him.”

“I don’t get it maknae?”

“I love him. I know it's wrong but I can't help myself.”

“Oh. Well why don’t you just tell him?”

“I can't do that hyung, he will hate me. It’s better if I leave.”

“Running away is never better.”

“Please hyung. I want to leave. I am going to move away but I need your help to make sure he doesn’t find me. I don’t want to die and I don’t want to see him with another person.”

“If this is really what you want.”

“It is.”

“We are going to miss you maknae.”

Before ending the call Seungri had Seunghyun promising to not say a word and would have his apartment packed up and moved to his family's home. Seunghyun had done everything he could to keep Jiyong from visiting Seungri. He also didn’t lead on to the day of his discharge either. He wanted his maknae to be safe and out of harm's way. He had hoped that Jiyong was kept busy enough that he would not have gone to the hospital at all but of course that was not the case. The only saving grace was that by the time Jiyong had arrived at the hospital Seungri had already been discharged.

Jiyong walked into the hospital room to find it completely empty. Stopping by the nurses station he asked where Seungri was but all they said was that he had already been discharged. Jiyong shook his head as he walked out of the hospital and called Seungri on his phone only to get his voicemail. The fact that Seungri had just been discharged and was now not answering his phone had Jiyong extremely worried. Jumping in his car he rushed over to Seungri’s apartment and entered the code, he had been there enough to know it. Jiyong expected to find Seungri fast asleep in his room or in the shower but instead he was met with a completely bare apartment. There was nothing left in there, not even a bit of dust was left. It was as if he just never existed. Turning around Jiyong quickly ran to his car and raced back to the station, not caring if he even got pulled over. There was something going on and he needed to figure it out.

Pulling into an open spot Jiyong threw his car door open before rushing into the station. Youngbae who was mopping the floor had to jump out of the way to miss the door that swung open.

“Watch it I just mopped there!” Youngbae yelled out as he watched Jiyong run down the hall and almost slipping a couple of times.

Jiyong paid him no mind and took the stairs two at a time until he reached the second floor that housed Seunghyun. Inside Seunghyun’s bedroom he found Seunghyun sitting on his bed with Daesung on the floor in between his legs. The elder had his hands in Daesung’s hair massaging his scalp.

“What’s with all the running Jiyong?” Seunghyun asked not even missing a beat as he continued his work.

“Seungri. He is gone! He left the hospital and his place is empty. What’s going on?” Jiyong rushed out as he held onto the door trying to calm his racing heart.

Daesung bent his head back and exchanged looks with the elder. He knew what was going on, Seunghyun had told him the night seungri called crying. Seunghyun felt bad for breaking his promise but it was hard to lie to the man laying in his bed. He could never lie to Daesung. It was for the best anyways, Daesung was the one to clean out Seungri’s apartment and help get everything set for the move. Seunghyun would never have been able to do it on his own.

Standing up from the floor Daesung gave Seunghyun’s hand a gentle squeeze before walking to the door and laying his hand on Jiyong’s shoulder before walking out the door. He knew this was going to be hard on both men.

Seunghyun Gestured for Jiyong to come and have a seat at his desk. Walking over Jiyong sat down and the elder offered him a bottle of water from his fridge.

“This is going to be hard for you to take but you need to know it was in his best interest.”

“Just tell me.” Jiyong spurted out ignoring the offered bottle of water.

“Seungri has decided to retire. He won’t be coming back.”

“That makes no damn sense. He wouldn’t just leave without telling me.”

“He had no time. He needed to leave quickly for treatment.”

“Ok fine I get that. But it still doesn’t make sense that he wouldn’t have told me.”

“He just had to do it quickly.”

“Ok but when will he be back.”

“He won’t be.”

“Excuse me?”

“He is gone Jiyong. He won’t be returning.”

“That’s just doesn’t make sense. This was always his dream. Why would he quit?”

“He had to, it was for his health.”

“Yes I get that but he is getting treatment which means he would be cured and that means he can come back. So why are you saying he won’t be?”

“Jiyong he can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because he can’t.”

Jiyong was doing his best to keep his frustration in control but he knew there was something the elder was hiding. “That’s not a good enough answer.”

“Jiyong just let this go. He is doing what needs to be done.”

Jumping to his feet Jiyong shouted out, “that’s not a good enough answer! What aren’t you telling me? Seungri wouldn’t leave just because he needed treatment. He wouldn’t have just left me out of the blue without telling me! So tell me what the fuck is going on!”

“It’s because if he stays he dies! He can’t be here doing this or his heart will fail and he will die!”

Jiyong sat back in the chair feeling as if he was just punched in the stomach. He couldn’t understand how this could have been so serious. Seungri was just laughing and fooling around with him just a few days ago. None of this was making sense to him.

“Why didn’t he tell me?”

“Because he couldn’t. It was too hard for him to say goodbye.”

“It wouldn’t have been a goodbye. I would have gone with him. He can’t do this alone. He will need someone with him to help him.”

“His mother and father are with him.”

“But he won’t want that. He won’t even complain or confess to any pain. He won’t want to burden or worry them. How is he going to get better if he isn’t honest.”

“He is being honest with himself for the first time in a very long time. He needs to do this.”

“Bull shit! Tell me where he is! Which hospital is he at and I will go and help him!”

“You can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because you can’t. He has to do this on his own.”

“That’s not a good enough answer. Tell me why I can’t.”

“I promised him I wouldn’t. And I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone where he is. You have to respect his wishes Jiyong. Even though I know it’s hard for you. You have been watching over that boy since the second he became apart of this team. You have taken care of him in so many ways but you need to let him do this. You can’t go out searching for him.”

“He needs me!”

“He needs to be left alone Jiyong.”

“No! I won’t leave him to suffer alone.”

Jiyong stood from the chair and rushed out of the room and ran right out of the fire station. There was no way he was going to let seungri go through this alone. 

[sindrafalcone]

when ABC's of Nyongtory is done (cries) do you plan on making lil scenarios or imagines of them?

I do know that I will at least be writing a little epilogue. (Set 2-3 years after the Z chapter)  I also plan on expanding the R chapter, due to popular demand. :p Other than that, I don’t have immediate plans for more Nyongtory. But, I never say never. If inspiration hits me, I’ll write it!

Thank you for asking! :) I love getting asks about ABC’s because it doesn’t get as much love as my other stories.

[bbreactions]

Big Bang reactions to their idol gf catching him rading fanfics about her/fanboying over her

[GIFs not mine]

[I’m sorry if this isn’t as good as the others I posted but something really sad happened today and I feel really sad -_-] T.O.P 

You entered the living room and he was on his phone reading something. You thought it was news or some artistic web page, but he laughed weirdly so you looked at his phone and saw the title: Y/N young teenage years with her bf. You didn't even know there were fanfics like this. You asked him why is he reading this. He laughed and told you, you were one of the most popular fanfics girl on tumblr. He told you to read some and asked you if he should request a scenario for you.

"I didn't know your first kiss was in Paris, you should've told me about this~"

G-Dragon

You just happen to visit him work at the studio and as you entered you saw a fanfic page opened on his computer. When you entered he tried to explain himself,but he couldn't help smiling at the fact you went to his concert and you were in first row and he fell in love with you immediately in fanfic  He told you he found way too much tumblr blogs about you and saw some inappropriate things. He warned you not to read them and said he has to work now to avoid more scolding by you because he got caught.

"I promise I just... Well I just happen to see this page and I had to click and read it because it had your name in it..."

Taeyang

As you were cooking in the kitchen you heard weird noises from the living room so you checked why was he making those weird squeaky voices. You saw Taeyang standing on couch and dancing to your hit song. It was really embarrassing and he was a bit embarrassed when you saw him. He couldn't stop saying how cute you looked in your costume and how your voice is beautiful. He kept dancing and at the end of the song asked you if you have the costume home and after you said yes he wanted to see it by himself

."OMO! Really? Let me see it! You're gonna wear it for me right?"

Daesung

He always had your songs on replay on his phone and he didn't usually sing along with your songs, but your group's new song was on his replay list for 3 days straight and when you got home you heard him singing your song on karaoke mode on TV and dancing to the choreography you taught him. You unplugged the karaoke microphone and TV and he suddenly stood still looking angry at you. He would stop after a minute and asked you for the 10th time today to dance on this song for him and said it in aegyo voice.

"Jagiya ~~ Don't do this to me~~ Please dance it to me."

Seungri

You knew Seungri liked to read fanfics and you know he read a few NyongTori fanfics, but when you saw him reading a fanfic about you, you were really surprised. He told you how good they describe you, but they don't get all the things right. He was telling you all this as a fanfiction expert reader and you listen to him as a student but he ended up telling you about the smut scenes that were and at that moment you had enough of him and banned him from reading any fan fiction about her ever.

"Babe~~ Come on~~ Why not? I read all of the NyongTori fanfics already! I don't have any choice but to read fanfics about your members then..."

[lady-une]

BSD Ch 13

Did you bring tissue? If not please go grab some. This is the chapter that finally brings us back to the start of this journey. Our poor Seungri has been through so much, and yet he still has so much to go through. I want to thank all of you for reading this and sticking with me on this. I love both Seungri and Jiyong and only want what’s best for them. With everything that has been going on this beard season it’s been rough. Yet i have faith that our newly healthy Jiyong and Seungri had time to be together and reconnect. I mean Seungri doesnt just bring out the turtlneck for shits and giggles lol. But anyways, I hope you enjoy this update. As always please let me know what you think, it helps me grow as a writer. And share, help me reach someone who might be needing some angst in their life!

He thought their love was eternal, that nothing would be able to break them apart. He put his trust and faith in the man he loved with all his heart. The one man he thought would never hurt him, did it in the most horrific way possible. How will he move on, having to see the man who broke his heart day in and day out. Having to see him smile and look at another the way he once did him. If had known this was his destiny all along, he would never had started on this path to begin with.

Word count: 4476

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature, SMUT, Drinking

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

Chapter 1

Walking into the apartment Jiyong could feel his face swelling. His eyes were already swollen from all the crying. The only thing he wanted to do was fall into his bed and sleep away the pain, hopefully the next day would be better. Yet that was not going to happen.

“Jagi what happened to your face?” Soo-min cried out as she rushed from the kitchen over to Jiyong to touch his face.

“We need to talk.” Jiyong replied as he walks her over to the couch.

“Who did this to you?”

“I deserved this. But I don’t want to talk to you about that. I need to talk to you about us.”

“What about us?”

“We have been together for some time. We have had lots of good memories. There was a time where I wanted to marry you and have a family. But I can’t continue on like this. It’s not fair to you or me. So, I want to break up.”

Jiyong waited for her response as he watched her face morph from concerned to one of confusion.

“Why?” Soo-min asked as she tilted her head to the side.

“Because my heart always belonged to another.”

“So. Marry me and let’s continue on. You can have your beloved maknae on the side and we will be happy and can have a family. Besides it’s not like your relationship would ever be accepted. Korea is not America where gays are accepted. You two would be thrown out for bringing your relationship to light. Plus, Seungri is a man, he won’t ever give you children. It was always meant to be man and woman. So, let’s just continue on with everything.”

When Soo-min finished her speech, she had moved closer to Jiyong and grabbed a hold of his hand holding it in between hers. Jiyong looked at their linked hands and back to her face. He was so surprised by her response, he never imagined that she knew of Seungri. Pulling his hand away from her Jiyong stood up from the couch.

“No just like the beards in the past you won’t ever change my mind. I was a damn fool and weak. I hurt the one person who I have loved the most. I need to end things with you in order to set things right.”

“Who says you can? Seungri has Mino now. His heart doesn’t hold you anymore.”

“It does. I will show him that.”

“Such a fool. Don’t worry I will always be here waiting for you to come back.”

Jiyong watched with a look of shock on his face as Soo-min stood from the couch and collected her things before walking out the door. She acted like nothing had happened. Jiyong wasn’t sure how this was going to play out, but he had a bad feeling.

Over the next few days Jiyong attempted to contact Seungri many times but never could reach him. He had gone over to the maknae’s apartment but couldn’t get in and the normal security guard was out of town. Jiyong had also met up with Yang Hyun-suk, he knew he was going to get an earful, but he never expected such a violent reaction. The way he was being screamed at he was afraid the older man was going to burst a blood vessel or have a heart attack. He also didn’t expect a water bottle among paper to be thrown at him. All the years he had worked in YG he never once heard Yang Hyun-suk talk in that voice or lift a hand at him. All Jiyong could do was apologize over and over for his actions and promise to fix things and keep the group together. He was dismissed with a wave of the hand and Jiyong felt as if things could start getting better if only he could get a hold of the maknae.

Waiting at the airport for the flight to board to take the group to Japan Jiyong sat around with the other members. He kept glancing up from his phone looking around for Seungri but didn’t see him. Every time he heard the clap of expensive shoes walk near him his head would shoot up but every time he was disappointed. Finally, he asked one of the managers where he was only to be told that Seungri was already in Japan, that he had left a few days ago so that he could relax. Jiyong ran his hand through his hair grabbing on to it.

“Yang Hyun-suk thought it would be a good idea for him to get away and to help Mino network over there.” The manager said.

Jiyong tried to swallow the anger that was coursing through his veins, angry that Yang Hyun-suk didn’t even mention this. Angry that he didn’t even ask Jiyong about sending Seungri ahead of them. How was he supposed to fix things if Seungri isn’t even here? Finally the announcement came over the speaker allowing them to board the plane. Jiyong grabbed his bag and walked to the loading door, he was hoping that he would be able to talk with his maknae but now that was shot to hell. Sitting down in his seat Jiyong pulled out his phone turning it on airplane mode before turning on his playlist and closing his eyes. It was a playlist that Seungri had made for him before he enlisted, the songs he had on there were all their favorites. Memories flooded through his mind of happier times, times where they would sit on the couch talking about their future. Times where they sat comfortably in silence as they listened to music. Memories of them in the studio recording songs. Then more intimate memories came through, those memories reminded him of the videos on Seungri’s laptop. Over the past couple of days Jiyong had watched more of the videos and the self-hatred grew inside him. He had turned that sweet loving man into a broken-hearted man. As He felt himself drift off to sleep he vowed to fix Seungri’s broken heart.

It had been a long day. Jiyong had been working none stop on the comeback, wanting to make sure that everything was in order for when Seungri came back from his military duty. The other members did their best to make things as easy as possible for Jiyong, they knew how hard it had been since he enlisted. He just missed the other piece to his heart.

Twirling his ring around his finger Jiyong stepped off the elevator going to his door. Entering the code he walked in to find the lights were off like they should be, but there on the floor were small candles with roses trailed from the door down the hall. Kicking his shoes off Jiyong followed the trail down to the bathroom. Walking into the bathroom he stopped in the door. There sitting on the edge in a silk robe sat his other half. Seungri smiled as he carried two glasses of wine to Jiyong.

“Surprise!” Seungri said with a kiss.

“What are you doing here?” Jiyong asked with tears in his eyes.

“I earned an extra day off and I wanted to surprise you. Youngbae said you were having a hard time.”

Jiyong setting down the glass he was handed he pulled Seungri into his arms kissing him deeply. The kiss was full of need and desperation. Quickly the two stripped off their clothes before Seungri fell to his knees taking Jiyong in his mouth.

Jiyong grabbed onto Seungri’s head as he tried to set the pace, he tried to keep himself in check but soon lost it at the feeling of Seungri’s lips wrapped around his member. Jiyong let out a moan as he felt Seungri take him deep into his throat swallowing around him before grabbing his sack and pulling on it.

“Fuck!” Jiyong shouted as he thrusted into Seungri’s mouth releasing his seed deep down his throat.

Seungri pulled off Jiyong’s member making sure to not let any bit of Jiyong go to waste. Standing up Seungri kissed Jiyong on the lips before turning Jiyong around and grabbing the lube.

“Switching things up tonight?” Jiyong asked.

“Mmhmm.” Seungri responded as he poured the lube onto his fingers before slowly inserting them into Jiyong.

Jiyong threw his head back letting out a moan as he felt him being stretched out in just the right way. It didn’t take long for Jiyong to be prepared. Seungri pulled his fingers out before positioning himself at Jiyong’s entrance and entering him. The two both shouted out in bliss and finally being connected in such a long time.

“I’m sorry my love but I won’t last long. It’s been too long, and you feel too good.” Seungri said through gritted teeth as he thrusted in.

“Fuck Ri just do it!” Jiyong moaned out.

That was all Seungri needed as he thrusted like a sledgehammer into Jiyong. The sounds of skin on skin slapping bounced off the walls. Sweat began dripping from their bodies as they gave into their feelings. Seungri gripped Jiyong’s hips no doubt leaving bruises where his finger tips laid. He felt the burning heat rising in his body. Jiyong clamped down on Seungri’s member causing him to fall into that heat. Cries of ecstasy filled the room as both men shook with pleasure.

When the two had control of their bodies again they moved to the tub slowly slipping in. The water was warm just as they need to help relax their bodies. The tub was big enough that Jiyong laid back allowing Seungri to lay between his legs.

“God I missed this.” Jiyong said as he encircled Seungri with his arms.

“Me too.” Seungri replied as he kissed Jiyong’s hand.

“I don’t want to let you go.”

“I will be back soon my love. For now, let us enjoy the night.”

“We will enjoy it over and over and over!”

Seungri giggled as he turned around in Jiyong’s arms to kiss him. “I hope so.”

Jiyong awoke to Youngbae shaking him. Rubbing his eyes he blinked the sleepiness away.

“We just landed, you awake?”

“Yeah.”

The members made their way to the hotel, everyone was excited to be back in Japan but Jiyong. Jiyong sat in the back listening to Daesung go on and on about how he couldn’t wait to meet up with all his old friends. That he had heard of some new restaurants that opened up, ones that had a large selection of wine which made the eldest member excited. When the members arrived at the hotel, they entered and were met by Seungri and his manager. Jiyong took in Seungri’s appearance and saw that his panda eyes were more sunken in and the markings were darker. His skin was pale, and he looked as if he had lost weight. That self-hatred which was making it self-home in his chest stirred inside him. He wanted to reach out to Seungri but before he could move, he saw Mino come up next to Seungri and link his arm with the maknae’s.

“Hyungs you’re here! How was your flight.?” Mino asked.

Jiyong didn’t even hear Youngbae’s answer, all he could do was count in his head to calm himself down before he ripped Mino’s hands off Seungri.

“I am glad you had a good flight. Seungri hyung was kind enough to join me on my PR tour and he helped me meet some people here. Hyung is really popular over here, all his friends were more than happy to help me network with others. If it wasn’t for hyung I don’t think this trip would have been as successful.” Mino said as he smiled up at Seungri.

Jiyong watched as Seungri smiled but he knew that it was forced, it didn’t reach his eyes nor did he look like he was even mentally there. Once everyone was checked in the members took the elevator up to their floor. Jiyong watched Seungri in the corner of the elevator and ignored Mino who was happily chatting away with Daesung. The elevator bell rang and announced the floor number. As everyone was exiting the elevator Jiyong took his chance and reached out grabbing onto Seungri’s hand.

“Ri can we talk for a minute please?” He asked.

“No.” Seungri replied, his voice monotone void of any emotion.

“Please?” Jiyong begged.

Seungri didn’t reply and shook off Jiyong’s hand and exited the elevator walking past his members and going into his room. Leaving Jiyong slowly trailing behind everyone.

Over the next few days as the members were promoting their comeback, they attended some variety shows and did interviews on the radio. Jiyong still tried to get Seungri alone to talk to him but every time he found a moment alone Seungri would always find a way out. Jiyong didn’t want to force him, no he needed to change and show Seungri that he was a different man. He couldn’t force him anymore, he needed to go about this in a different way, a gentler way. Jiyong watched as Seungri smiled for the camera and played his happy maknae roll. Yet Jiyong could see the sorrow in his eyes. The dark marks were hidden under makeup but he still looked as if he wasn’t eating or sleeping.

Two nights before the first concert in the Japan leg of the tour Seungri only wanted to be alone in his room. The weight of his choice to leave the band was weighing on him like a thousand-pound rock. The members had each gone to him and begged him not to leave, they understood why he wanted to but still implored him to reconsider. Seungri was torn in two, on one hand he didn’t want to leave his group. To be separated from his friends who had played a big role in his life over the past 13 plus years. Then on the other hand he didn’t want to see Jiyong happily living with his girlfriend, he couldn’t survive him being the possessive man stuck between his past and future. His heart and soul were in a constant state of chaos and it was taking its tole on him. His nights were never peaceful, Seungri constantly woke up from nightmares. Nightmares of Jiyong living happily with his family as Seungri sat in the distance. He had lost his appetite, food didn’t taste the same to him any longer. Things that brought him joy before only felt as if they were draining him. He did his best to hide this from his members and from Mino but the younger man was not stupid. That’s how Seungri had found himself sitting down to eat dinner in a restaurant.

The food wasn’t horrible but it didn’t taste the way it should in his mouth. Even chewing the food felt like work, Seungri forced himself to chew every peace even when his jaw didn’t have the strength to mush the food between his teeth. Mino tried to keep a light conversation going between the two and Seungri did his best to respond with some kind of emotion so that the younger man wouldn’t worry. When dinner was finally coming to a close Mino had excused himself to the bathroom. With a sigh of tiredness Seungri pulled his phone out and opened it up. His phone had been buzzing the whole time they were eating, now he had a chance to see what all the commotion was about. Opening Instagram Seungri saw all the posts he was tagged in. All the food he had just eaten turned in his stomach threatening to make a second appearance as he saw the pictures. Picture after picture was posted of Soo-min, the pictures were shot outside of a building, but you could clearly see a smiling Soo-min in a wedding dress. Suddenly things clicked into place. The reason Jiyong was adamant on talking to Seungri must have been about this. The reason Jiyong wasn’t being his normal pushy self after being denied what he wanted, must have been because he knew the truth was going to come out. Seungri shot up from his spot and grabbed his jacket making a quick exit out of the restaurant before his food and sobs would explode from his body.

Jiyong laid on his stomach watching some movie play on the television. It was some boring show that did little to keep him occupied but he needed to busy himself instead of pestering Seungri. Grabbing the remote Jiyong changed the channel just as Youngbae came bursting through his door.

“What the hell is this?” Youngbae shouted.

“What is what?” Jiyong asked.

Youngbae threw his phone at Jiyong which barely missed his face as he dodged it. Jiyong raised his eyebrow at his best friend as he picked up the device. Jiyong looked down at the phone and saw what had caused his friend to act violently.

“Where is Seungri?” Jiyong asked as he felt the blood inside him boil.

“He is out with Mino eating dinner.”

“Call Mino and make sure Seungri doesn’t look at his phone. That fucking bitch! I told her we were through! Who the fuck does she think she is?”

“You broke up with her?” Youngbae asked.

“Yeah after our last concert. I went home and ended things, but she was going on about us continuing the relationship. She knew about me and Seungri too, it was like I was talking to a different person.”

Jiyong continued to look at the pictures and comments as Youngbae used Jiyong’s phone to call Mino.

“What do you mean he is gone? Why weren’t you watching him? Where are you? No stay there we will be there in a few.”

Jiyong waited for Youngbae to end the call before he started in. “What’s going on?”

“Mino said it’s too late, Seungri must have seen the pictures because when he came back from the bathroom he was already gone.”

“Call the others, we need to find him.”

Youngbae called the other members and managers before they all set off to meet up with Mino. Each member and their manager took separate cars and went to check out Seungri’s known places. Jiyong did the same going to all their favorite places and tried to track his phone as he had the password for his apple account. It was of no use as the phone had been powered off and the last known location was the restaurant. Jiyong pulled up Seungri’s bank account and looked to see if he had made any purchases but there was nothing. With a growl of frustration Jiyong called and placed a hold on all of Seungri’s credit cards. If the maknae didn’t have access to his money, then he would surly call for help. When everyone regrouped back at the hotel Jiyong walked past them and headed to his room. He didn’t need to see the pitty in their eyes.

Meanwhile Seungri was held up in a hotel across town. He looked at his broken phone that laid on the ground as he drank the dark liquid from the whisky bottle. He was never one to drink whisky, he didn’t like how heavy it was. His body felt hot as he cried and downed the liquid burning his throat. The burn was helping him drown out the heart break. He had thought the pain of Jiyong leaving him and the betrayal was hard, but that was nothing compared to what he was feeling now. He cursed as he threw the now empty bottle to the ground watching it crash and shatter into millions of pieces.

“Why couldn’t you have just loved me?” Seungri shouted to the empty room.

“Why couldn’t I have been enough for you? I loved you! God I loved you. I would have died for you.” He cried as he fell over on the couch.

Rolling off the couch barely missing the shards of glass he reached for a bottle of wine that laid open taking a swig from the bottle just as the phone rang. Crawling on all fours he made his way to the phone on the other side of the room.

“Hello.” Seungri slurred.

“Sir we were trying to process the payment on the room but your card is coming up declined. Do you have another form of payment?”

Seungri reached into his back pocket and pulled out a card reading the numbers off in a slurred slow pace only for the person on the other end to say it too was declined. Seungri sighed and read off three more cards, all coming up declined.

“Fuck.” He shouted.

“Excuse me?” The voice asked.

“Nothing.” Seungri pulled out a card he hadn’t used in ages. He didn’t want to use it but then again it was Jiyong’s own fault for putting him through this so why shouldn’t he pay for it. “Use this card, it never declines.” Seungri read off the numbers to the black card and waited for the response.

“That went through, thank you.”

“Mmhmm.” Seungri replied before placing the phone back on the receiver.

Moving his way back to the couch Seungri was able to take one more drink before he started to feel his subconsciousness start to fade.

“Why couldn’t you have just loved me and had faith.” Seungri whispered before blacking out on the floor.

It was the early hours of the morning, Jiyong had barely gotten any sleep when his phone started ringing. Answering it quickly he had hoped it was finally Seungri calling for help but it was only his bank. Jiyong was just about to hang up on them when they inquired about a recent charge to a hotel, not the hotel they were staying at. Jiyong thought for a moment, it had to have been Seungri because no one other than himself and his sister had access to the black card and only one of the two was currently in Japan.

“Give me the name of the hotel again.” Jiyong shouted as he sat up from his bed putting his clothes back on and running to his managers room banging on the door.

A sleepy Taehee answered the door in his pajamas. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Let’s go, I know where the maknae is.” Jiyong said.

Taehee turned around quickly grabbing his jacket and keys before following Jiyong out of the hotel.

Seungri rolled over on the floor having been woken up from a nightmare of Jiyong leaving him all over again. His whole body ached at the memory, a sharp pain in his stomach had him making his way hastily to the bathroom where he emptied the contents of the night before into the bowl. Flushing the toilet Seungri slowly sank to the floor.

The cold diamond shaped tile in the hotel bathroom did little to help Seungri cool his overheated flesh. How did things come to this? How did he end up there laid out next to the toilet where he had just emptied what he had eaten and drank the previous night. The world was spinning out of control, not just because of the pounding hangover that he was currently experiencing but because everything seemed to have just gone to hell. His life was falling apart, the man he loved with all his heart had betrayed him and now he was leaving his band.

More pounding rang in Seungri’s ears, yet he wasn’t entirely sure if it was real or not. Turning onto his side he reached out to the tub that sat next to the toilet for support. His vision swam while his stomach churned, quickly moving to the toilet he made it in time, but the only thing that came up was yellow bile as he dry heaved until his stomach cramped up from all the pressure he was using.

More pounding filled his head as he slipped back to the floor into a fetal position. Closing his eyes in attempt to make the world stop spinning and for the pounding to go away he cringed and prayed for things to just stop. Seungri hated closing his eyes, every time he did memories would appear from the happier times. Times where they were happy and in love. Times where they thought they could take on the world and that nothing could tear them apart. Yet he was there, and Seungri was not. No longer was his hand holding Seungri’s. No longer was it Seungri in his arms. He didn’t look at Seungri with his sparkling eyes, he didn’t look at Seungri at all. Seungri wished he could hate him but he couldn’t, this was what his lover had wanted after all right? He wanted a family and to be happy out in the open. So all Seungri could do was let him go, it was time to let go of everything. Reaching for the toilet Seungri slowly made his way to stand, but his legs were weak and the room was spinning causing Seungri to lose his balance. Seungri tried to stabilize himself but it was no use, Seungri fell fast and hard clipping the sink with his head. Pain filled his senses as he felt a warm liquid run down his face. Moving his hand he wiped at the liquid pulling his hand away only to see it covered in blood before the world turned dark.

Jiyong was currently outside the door to Seungri’s hotel room banging on the door but he didn’t hear any answer. Turning to Taehee he shouted for him to go get a manager, he needed to get in that room. What felt like hours but was only a matter of minutes Taehee had returned with a manger who quickly opened the door. The two men entered the room and saw the mess of broken bottles that littered the floor.

“Seungri?” Jiyong shouted.

Jiyong heard no reply and told Taehee to check the bedroom as he went to the bathroom. Pushing the door open Jiyong, never imagined he would find what he did. There on the bathroom floor in a pool of blood laid Seungri. Jiyong fell to the floor and screamed as he scrambled to Seungri placing his hand on the younger man’s head trying to stop the blood.

“What?” Taehee yelled as he ran to the bathroom coming to a halt horrified at the sight before him.

“Call an ambulance hurry!” Jiyong shouted.

Taehee pulled out his phone shouting at the 911 operator to send help.

Jiyong cried as he applied pressure to Seungri’s head. How had this happened? He asked himself.

Jiyong shook Seungri gently as he sobbed. “Please Ri don’t go, stay with me. Please Ri open your eyes. Yell at me, curse at me. Just wake up! Don’t go! You can’t leave me here alone!”

NEXT

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A Tempting Offer

Happy Halloween!!!!! I dont care what people say, this month is 31 days of Halloween in my life! Since I didnt get enough requests for the full month I am just going to do two a week. I hope you like this one! Thanks to @realmckitten for sending in this request. As always please leave me some feedback, love it if you want, and share. Help me shine some spooky nyongtory out there.

Jiyong was tapping to the music filling the car as he drove out of the city. The sky was starting to change, soft pinks, blues, and purples painted the sky. Tonight was going to be so much fun, he had searched online for a haunted house that had good reviews and wasn’t PG. Jiyong was sick of all the little kids screaming and the adults laughing as they went through the haunted house. No, he wanted something that would actually scare him and his love. Seungri sat in the passenger seat typing away on his phone, always the business man he was forever responding to emails either about his restaurant chain or about his label. Jiyong smiled as he felt his heart swell with pride over the man Seungri had become. The two had been through lots of ups and downs over the years. The hardest parts were of course during their enlistments, Jiyong a few times thought he was going to go mad as he waited for Seungri to come out. That first week out they two spent it locked up in Seungri’s apartment. Everyone was under strict orders to not disturb the couple, even Yang Hyun-suk who wanted them to get started on their comeback had to agree to leave them be or face the wrath of an angry dragon.

“Where are we going tonight Ji?” Seungri asked as he slid his phone back into his pocket.

“A haunted house of course!”

“Not again, the last one was super lame. There was nothing but little kids running around, and I swear babysitting Su-Ra for Youngbae hyung for the night was scarier than that haunted house.”

Jiyong let out a loud chuckle as the memory of the night came rushing back to him. Youngbae and Hyo-rin had asked the couple to watch their daughter so they could go out for dinner. Jiyong was more than happy to watch the cute little girl meanwhile Seungri was a little more apprehensive. It wasn’t like he hadn’t watched a baby before, but this was different. This was family he was watching. Leading up to the night of babysitting Seungri had spent so much time reading up on how to keep a 5 month old entertained and things they should be working on for their developments. Jiyong sat back and watched Seungri go over the baby books and play classical music as he tried to get her to follow along. Jiyong eventually stepped in and took her off to play with her toys. While she was playing in her jumper Jiyong took Seungri aside to let him know he was doing a good job, but he just needs to have fun with her.

“Don’t laugh at me, that was nerve racking. I was so worried I would do something wrong.” Seungri said as he pouted and crossed his arms.

“Ri-ah, you were so damn cute with how you were so worried about the baby. You will make an amazing dad one of these days.”

The comment from Jiyong had Seungri uncrossing his hands and grabbing onto Jiyong’s. Seungri wanted nothing more than to start a family with Jiyong and had high hopes that soon he would be able to. He wasn’t dumb, he knew it was going to be an uphill battle but he had the love and support from their families and friends. He would go to war for Jiyong.

Pulling up to the warn down looking warehouse Jiyong parked the car before reaching into the backseat. Handing Seungri a dark denim jacket and a facemask that was black and had a glow in the dark ghost on it. As Seungri was putting on his face mask Jiyong also put on his dark denim jacket and his black facemask that had a glow in the dark vampire teeth. The two men exited the car and began walking towards the building. There were other cars in the parking lot with people lining up against the wall of the building. The windows were dark, the place truly did look abandoned. There were no lights outside of the building with the except of the lit torches at the entrance. Seungri strained to listen for any sounds or screams coming from inside the building but heard nothing.

“Ji are you sure this place is open?” Seungri whispered to Jiyong who was bouncing with excitement.

“If it wasn’t open then would people be lining up. Don’t worry this will be fun.”

Jiyong took his hand out from his pocket to grab Seungri’s before returning it to his pocket. Seungri stood closer to Jiyong before resting his head on Jiyong’s shoulder. He knew Jiyong would never lead him wrong, and he just had to have faith that whatever reviews Jiyong read must have been right. A bit of fear of what was to come started snaking it’s way through Seungri’s body, a bit of excitement was also starting to mix it’s self in. The two slowly moved forward towards the door as they listened to the other couples laugh and tease one another.

One couple at a time were allowed through the door, sometimes it took a while before another couple was allowed entry and other times it was fast. When they were close enough to the door they were trying to listen every time it opened for some kind of sound from inside but heard nothing. The man dressed in all black with a hood over his face was also of no help. The man simply stood there and opened the door when it was time. There was no radio on him that they could see so the two assumed he had an ear piece in. The adrenaline was coursing through both of their bodies as they became the next couple to enter. Seungri’s body was starting to tremble a bit, whether it was from the cold air, the fear of the unknown or a mix of them both he wasn’t sure.

The hooded man simply opened the door and waited for the two men to enter. Jiyong went first pulling Seungri behind him. The door shut not with a thud but with softness that had it not been for the deafening silence from being cut off from the outside they would have never known it was closed. The two looked around the entrance that looked like any entrance to a haunted house. Corny Halloween decorations were thrown about on the walls, fake mummies and dead bodies were off in the corners. The light in the room came from a large neon sign that hung over a door that said enter. Jiyong pulled Seungri by the hand as he opened the door that lead to a stairway going down.

“I guess that’s why we couldn’t hear anything.” Jiyong said as he began his decent.

Their feet made loud clanking noises each step they took down the metal stairs. Single bulbs on a strand illuminated their way down. The closer to the bottom the more sounds they heard. Loud thunderous screams and shrills could be heard mixed in with the sounds of zapping and cracks. Jiyong looked back at Seungri with his wide grin, the look of absolute excitement helped fight back the unease Seungri was feeling. Seungri could take just about anything but haunted houses did freak the younger man out a bit. Yet every year he put his own fear aside to make Jiyong happy whom loved everything spooky.

When they finally reached the bottom of the stairs they were met yet again with a door but this one was metal on a sliding pole. Jiyong grabbed the handle and slid it to the side to allow them entry. Once the two were inside the door slid back into place with a large crashing noise. The room they were now in was pitch black save for black twinkle lights that were strung from the ceiling. Seungri moved to stand behind Jiyong grabbing onto the back of his jacket as Jiyong moved forward in the darkness. The two men slowly moved forward and Seungri noticed that the room seemed to be getting smaller as they went, as if the walls were coming closer to them.

“Ji?” Seungri whispered.

“I know stay close to me.”

Seungri pushed himself as close as he could get to Jiyong as the two moved down further. The walls weren’t really walls, they noticed they were some kind of hard cloth that was soft in some areas. The two continued to move or rather squeeze through the tight space when suddenly hands pushed against the fabric trying to grab the two men. Seungri had let out a yelp when the hands first appeared causing Jiyong to laugh a bit. Jiyong thought this was rather interesting but not that scary.

When they finally were at the end of the dark room they walked through another door that lead to a kitchen where it was set up as a bloody mess. Green glow in the dark arrows were painted on the floor to show them their way out. The two men took in the room and noticed a robotic figure at the counter cutting in a jutted motion down on another fake torso.

“Do you think we should get their number? This room is set up in such detail, maybe they could help with some MVs in the future.”

Before Seungri even had a chance to respond the two were passing the table with the torso when suddenly the torso sat up and reached out for the two as he let out a large scream. Both Jiyong and Seungri screamed as they jumped back away from the now alive torso. Jiyong grabbed Seungri’s hand and tried to comfort him, the whole time he himself was scared and his heart was rapidly beating. Leading the way out passed the screaming man the two walked through the door and into another room.

The room they were now in was set up as a living room with an active fireplace. Sitting in front of the fireplace was a man and woman sipping from glasses. The room was warm and had a pleasant aroma to the room. Jiyong thought long and hard on what the smell was and the only thing he could picture was a memory of a past holiday. One where him and Seungri had jetted off for the weekend to a ski resort, the two of them had stayed locked up in their villa far enough away from everyone that they knew they would not be disturbed. The whole weekend the two were lost in each other, they had barely left their bedroom except for the need of food.

Jiyong was brought out of his memory just as he was walking by the couch when suddenly a bloody hand shot out from underneath the couch grabbing onto Jiyong’s ankle. Jiyong yelled a loud “fuck” as he tried to shake off the hand that was attached to him. Seungri was shouting for the hand to let go when suddenly the fireplace exploded sending fire out but not far enough to engulf the two men. Both of them jumped back as Jiyong tugged hard enough that he didn’t care if it ripped the limb from the person under him. Seungri covered his face from the heat as the fire went back into the fireplace. Meanwhile Jiyong was searching for the two people who were previously sitting on floor in front.

“Where is the couple?” Jiyong asked out loud.

Seungri uncovered his face and began looking for the couple when a soft whisper caused both men to jump again. “Would you two care for a drink?”

Jiyong and Seungri spun around to find that the couple that was previously in front of the fireplace was now behind them offering them a cup of red liquid.

“Ahh no thanks.” Seungri respectfully declined as he grabbed onto Jiyong and ran out of the room and into the next area.

“What the fuck was that?” Jiyong asked.

“I don’t know, that was crazy. Do you think they planned that?”

“That’s some crazy special effects. How did they contain the fire?”

The sound of classical music filled the room as the lights came flickering to life. Jiyong looked up and into the new room they were in as they noticed 3 couples dancing around the room in a waltz. The attire they were in was that of the 17th century, the women’s dresses matched that of the men. Black fabric with gold threaded detail blended into the red silk of the swaying dresses. The men’s clothing was also black but instead of gold detail theirs were blood red. The faces of the dancers were painted white with their eyes blacked out. On top of their heads were old fashioned white wigs with the women’s hairs done up in extravagant updos.

“This is weird, the room doesn’t even look like it belongs in the warehouse.” Seungri commented as he looked around the room.

“It doesn’t, how are there windows down here?” Jiyong said as he stepped forward.

Suddenly two men appeared out of nowhere in front of them, they bowed before them, then extended their hands out.

“I think they want to dance.” Jiyong said.

“I don’t know if I want to dance with them.” Seungri responded back as he stepped closer to Jiyong.

The two men shrugged their shoulders before taking one another into their arms and spinning off out on to the dance floor.

“Ji how do we get out of this room. There are no arrows.”

J

iyong looked on the floor and the walls and noticed there was no sign as to how to exit the room. Grabbing onto Seungri’s hand Jiyong started walking out into the dance floor looking for a way out. A crash of thunder sounded, and the lights went out causing them to come to a hault.

“Ji…”

“Don’t let go of my hand.”

When the lights came back on the room had changed, gone was the lavish dance floor. What was surrounding them was a blood bath. The men all laid out on the floor their throats slashed as blood poured out from their wound like rivers. The women stood above them looking down with their bloody daggers still in their hands.

“Ji we need to leave.” Seungri whispered as to not draw attention to themselves.

The whispering was in vain as the women all at once raised their heads and looked at the two men left standing. Like soldiers the women all stood straight before walking towards them. The lights began to flicker, Seungri was gripping on to Jiyong’s hand as he watched the lights go in and out as the women advanced towards them. Just before the women reached them the lights went completely out, Jiyong could hear Seungri whimpering next to him. The lights came back and the women had formed a circle around them but the faces that were once painted white were now replaced with ones that had hollowed out cheeks and sunken in eyes. They looked as if they hadn’t been fed in years and were starving. The once blacked out eyes now color to them, they were red and looking at both Jiyong and Seungri as if they were a thanksgiving feast. Beyond the women Jiyong could see an exit sign glowing in blue letters. Where that was the whole time he didn’t know.

“Ri we need to run towards that sign. Hang on tight.” Jiyong said as he laced his fingers with Seungri’s.

“What…”

Jiyong didn’t even answer but instead took off in a mad dash pushing passed the women and towards the door. Screams could be heard along with the sounds of swooshing fabric, Jiyong knew they were being chased and that they needed to get to the door. Moving faster he finally reached the door and pushed it open before pulling Seungri through it and slamming it shut just as the women were reaching them. Seungri was bent over gasping for breath, he had removed his face mask needing all the oxygen he could get.

“Ji I love you, but I want out of this place.” Seungri said as he stood up.

Jiyong walked over to Seungri and pulled him into his arms, he could feel his body shaking in fear. “Don’t worry, I will get you out of this.” Jiyong reassured Seungri.

The room they were in now was a basic hallway with another sign that glowed in yellow. There didn’t seem to be any tricks set up for this room as the two walked towards the door. Pushing past it they entered a bedroom now. The room was just as lavish as the ballroom. A grand king sized bed sat in the middle of the room, mirrors were positioned above it and on one side of the wall was a fireplace with a fire heating the room up. Jiyong took in the room and noticed two doors but neither had a sign above it.

“Which door should we take?” Jiyong asked.

“I don’t know, why don’t we open both and see where it takes us.”

Jiyong and Seungri moved forward but when they reached the bed one of the doors opened and a billow of steam escaped from the door as a man walked out. The man was tall with black long hair that curled at the bottom. His skin looked flawless with his pink lips pulled into a smile. The man had a black silk robe left open with matching black silk pajama pants, he rested his body up against the door frame as he took in the two that stood before him. Seungri felt as if the man was undressing him with the way he was looking at him, that smile was still on his face but the look in his eyes screamed hunger. Jiyong noticed the way Seungri was fidgeting under the mysterious man’s gaze and stepped in front of him to shield him from the looks.

That move made the man laugh and push off the door frame, the way he moved along the floor had Jiyong questioning if he was even touching the ground. He moved with such grace but at the same time exuded sex appeal. The air surrounding them began to feel heavy the closer the man came to them. Jiyong made sure that Seungri was behind him as the man finally reached them. The man raised his hand up so that his delicate fingers brushed up against Jiyong’s cheek causing his skin to break out in goosebumps.

“Such a protective man is your mate that special?” The man’s voice was soft and delicate but had an aurora of nobility to it.

Jiyong let out a low growl.

“I see.” The man responded, he looked past Jiyong and right into Seungri’s eyes. “He does look delicate; his eyes shine as if they have seen years and years of pain.”

“Leave him alone.”

“I would never force myself upon a lovely man such as him. No, I wait for them to beg me to touch them and they always do.”

“He won’t.” Jiyong responded to the remark in a deep voice that Seungri had not heard in years.

“Oh you both will, but I am getting ahead of myself. I have an offer for the both of you.”

“We don’t want it.” Jiyong said as he stood taller, trying to make himself look more intimidating.

“Just listen to my offer little dragon. If you don’t want to take me up on it then I will let you both walk out of here.”

“Ji just listen so we can go.” Seungri finally spoke up, he wanted out of there.

“Fine.” Jiyong said as he glared at the man.

“I don’t offer this to just anyone but you two caught my attention. How did a delicate panda catch the eyes of a little dragon? Such a coupling must be looked down upon by everyone. Yet in my world it wouldn’t be. No, you two would be celebrated. Your love would be able to bloom and grow as it should. What I offer is a life, free to love the way you want. Free of any hate and unacceptance. You will have a longer lifetime to live out your life, free to do and see the world. I only ask that you share one night with me in my bed.”

“Are you a vampire?” Jiyong asked.

“I suppose you could say that, except I don’t fear the sun, crosses, or other holy objects. I am free to walk in the sun, I can eat food just as anyone else, and I don’t age. Do I drink blood? Yes I do, blood is life after all.”

“So you want to drink our blood?” Seungri stuttered out.

“Yes, but not too much. I take my blood in the throes of passion. The taste is richer and less painful.”

“So you want to fuck us and drink our blood and then we become vampires too?”

“Little dragon you have such a dirty mouth, I wonder what else you would do with it. But to answer your question yes. So what say you? Will you give me what I ask, or will you walk out this door.”

Jiyong shook his head, “We will pass on your offer. We very much like our life right now.”

“You want to stay in hiding? You want to keep your love for one another hidden from the world because you fear what people will say?” The man asked as he crossed his arms.

“Yes, even though we might never have the acceptance of the fans we both will continue to live our life the way we are. Some day we will come out to share our love for one another with our fans. But for right now we are happy. We have the love and support of everyone close to us. That is enough for us to continue.”

The man smiled as he uncrossed his arms and put one hand in his pocket and pulled out a black business card. He handed it over to Jiyong, “If at any point you want to change your mind you need only call that number. This life isn’t as bad as you think. It is freedom, where yours is prison.”

Jiyong nodded his head before grabbing onto Seungri and walking towards the other door, the whole time he made sure that he was positioned in between the man and Seungri. Once through the door they found themselves at another set of metal stairs that lead up and out of the building. Once they were out of the building they walked back around to find the lot was empty except for Jiyong’s car. The two made a mad dash towards the car and got in slamming the doors shut and locking them. Jiyong started the car up and tore out of the lot jumping back on the highway and heading back to the city.

When the two finally arrived at their apartment they sat on the couch. Neither had spoken a word since they left the warehouse.

“Ji where did you find that place.”

“It was on the list of the top 5 haunted houses in Seoul. They had really good reviews but none of them mentioned any of the rooms. It sounded like a normal haunted house so I thought it would be fine. Had I known it was going to be like that I would never had taken you there.”

“Do you think he was a real vampire?”

“Vampires aren’t real.”

“Then how do you explain the fire and the rest of the stuff that went on in there.”

“I don’t know, but let’s just forget about it. How about we watch a movie.”

“A happy movie?”

“Of course, what shall we watch? The little mermaid or lilo and stich?”

Seungri smiled as he scooted closer to Jiyong getting himself comfortable as Jiyong turned the tv on. The thoughts of the possible vampire and what he offered swam through Seungri’s mind. It was a tempting offer, but he had to have faith that their fans would support the couple no matter what.

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BSD Ch 11

Happy halloween!!! My kids are out with their dad so that means I was able to finish this chapter finally. So just FYI this story is getting to the half way point. I have one more chapter after this and then we will have reached the half way point. It’s the point that the story will reach its climax and will....I won’t say anymore. I don’t want to give it away. But either way all those people begging for Jiyong to feel half the pain Seungri is feeling will be getting their wish. So without further adue here is the next update. As always please like, leave me some feedback (trick or treat, can i have a treat?) and share. Help me reach some nyongtory supporters who might be feeling lost in this season of the beard.

He thought their love was eternal, that nothing would be able to break them apart. He put his trust and faith in the man he loved with all his heart. The one man he thought would never hurt him, did it in the most horrific way possible. How will he move on, having to see the man who broke his heart day in and day out. Having to see him smile and look at another the way he once did him. If had known this was his destiny all along, he would never had started on this path to begin with.

Word count: 3088

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature, SMUT, Drinking

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

Chapter 1

Walking into YG HQ Jiyong could feel the headache he had woken up with growing with every step he took. The last place he wanted to be was there being reminded that things were falling apart. Just as Jiyong was about to turn the corner he could hear Seunghyun’s deep voice talking and paused when he heard his name.

“Yeah after dinner he went home and I thought everything was fine. Then I called him to say goodnight and I am sure he meant to send me to voicemail but he accidentally answered and I could hear him crying. So I went right over there and walked in to him throwing a box around breaking some DVDs. I was just so stunned because he wasn’t like that when we were at dinner or when we went our separate ways. I saw him reach for his laptop and grabbed it before he could throw it too. The apartment was a mess.” Mino said with a worried voice.

“Did he say why he was freaking out?” Seunghyun asked.

“He said that he wanted everything gone. That the DVDs were a gift to Jiyong hyung. He had recorded a video every day so that he could send them to Jiyong hyung while he was away in the army. I guess the laptop had the originals.”

“I wonder why he didn’t send them.”

“He said he forgot and said the idea was stupid to begin with. That he was happy he didn’t do it because he would have been a bigger fool then he was right now.”

Jiyong didn’t stick around to hear more and walked right out of the building. He needed to get to the maknae’s apartment. The car ride there didn’t take long, and he quickly parked his car before rushing in. It was well past the time that everyone was supposed to meet up so he was sure Seungri wasn’t there. He wanted to see what the videos held.

Why didn’t he just send them? Jiyong thought to himself as he typed in the code to the door only for it to make a loud noise informing him that the code was incorrect. Jiyong entered it another time only for the same sound to go off.

“He actually changed the lock.” Jiyong said out in surprise.

The code had been the same since the beginning and even if things were over between each other he never thought Seungri would actually go through with changing the code. Jiyong wasn’t about to let this stop him. He marched his way right down to the security desk and worked his charm. The security guard working was a gentle old man who had seen Jiyong enough over the years to not even bat an eye when Jiyong asked him to let him into the apartment.

Jiyong expected to walk in and find the apartment a mess with the way Mino had made it sound but was surprised to find it in perfect order. Clearly the younger man was taking care of the maknae….a little too well for Jiyong’s liking. Jiyong didn’t bother kicking his shoes off and went right for the master bedroom. The room was slowly becoming a museum holding everything from their past. Just as he expected he found the laptop discarded on the bed. Grabbing the laptop Jiyong walked out of the apartment and went home, he knew he needed to be at the studio practicing, but he had to see what was on there.

Sitting on his bed Jiyong bent over to grab the power cord for his laptop and plugged it into Seungri’s. He had bought Seungri the same model as his own, Seungri thought it was cute to have couples laptops meanwhile Jiyong thought it was coinvent at the time. Regret filled his chest as he thought about how easily he pushed off Seungri’s thoughts on small things such as this. With the computer coming to life Jiyong looked for the files he needed. Hidden deep in a folder labeled mom’s recipes was the folder labeled “dear love of my life”. Opening the folder up he found so many videos labeled with dates. Opening the first one up Seungri’s face filled the screen of the laptop. He had tears in his eyes but a smile on his face. He was happy even if he had a bit of sadness in him. The silly panda was laying in his bed as he talked about his day. It was the day Jiyong had enlisted and was talking about how much he was going to miss him. Then he talked about just random things about his day before ending the video by blowing a kiss into the camera.

The second video was a happier Seungri as he talked about spending the day with Daesung to keep himself busy. He talked about his business and thoughts of taking it to the states. Again, he closed the video with a kiss to the camera. Jiyong clicked through more videos of a happy Seungri and smiled at how happy he was. Of course, there were sadder videos, those were ones where Seungri mentioned talking to Jiyong over the phone or seeing him briefly. Jiyong hated the way Seungri was looking in those videos, he looked so lost.

The next video Jiyong opened was of Seungri freshly out of the shower. The maknae was talking about how hard his day was, he had done some variety show recordings that day. Jiyong smiled at Seungri’s face when suddenly Seungri sat up and took off his robe. Jiyong gulped as he watched Seungri move farther up on the bed but left his laptop at the other end. Seungri was naked…and hard. Jiyong watched as Seungri talked about how much he missed him. He listened as he went into detail about how Jiyong would feel as he drilled himself into him. He listened as Seungri talked about missing the taste of Jiyong as he would cum in his mouth. The whole time Seungri was talking he was stroking himself and the sight of him in this erotic state was too much for Jiyong. Jiyong slammed the laptop shut as he felt his member throb with need. He had to stop watching it, he wasn’t sure how he would handle seeing Seungri after watching videos like that. Jiyong needed to clear his head and reached for his notebook, if anything helped him work through his feelings it was writing them down.

With Jiyong as a no show Seungri decided that he would check in with one of the new shops he just opened up. As Seungri had his back turned and was chatting with the manager of the shop he heard two girls talking. Seungri motioned for the manger to be quiet so that he could listen.

“Jiyong oppa is the best for him!” One girl said with such fierceness in her voice.

“No he isn’t. If he truly loved Seungri oppa then he wouldn’t have cheated on him. He isn’t worthy of Seungri oppa. Mino oppa is what’s best for him. Did you see their insta live story? Those two are dating for sure.” The other girl said with confidence.

“But Jiyong oppa has been there since the beginning. He is just confused that’s all.”

“It doesn’t matter, he moved on and so has Seungri oppa.”

“It does matter! Who knows how to take care of Seungri oppa better then Jiyong oppa? Mino oppa doesn’t know him the same way.”

“He might not but he also would never hurt Seungri oppa that way!”

“Hina lets agree that we just want to see him happy. I don’t want to fight with you.”

“Deal.”

Seungri listened as the two girls giggled as they walked out the door of the shop. Seungri had often wondered late at night what it would be like to be with Mino. Would he end up hurting him the same way that Jiyong did? Was he even prepared to move on with another man. The way his heart hurt finding Jiyong in his apartment and the way he accused him of throwing himself into other men hurt. He knew deep down inside he still wasn’t over Jiyong no matter how hard he tried to tell himself otherwise.

When everyone finally got together at main dance practice room it was late into the evening and everyone was tired and upset that they had to be here late. Seungri didn’t even bother looking in the direction of Jiyong, it was his fault that everyone was here so late. For once he had to shoulder the angry glances. Youngbae was by far the most upset with his best friend, it wasn’t often that he had a night to spend with his little family and now he had to spend it practicing for their next concert.

When the music started everyone was in their proper places and for the most part things were going smoothly. That was except for their leader who seemed to be messing up on the littlest things. Seungri watched from the back of the room in his spot as Jiyong bowed and apologized over and over for his mess up before the music started over again.

What is up with him? Seungri thought to himself as he watched the ever perfect Gdragon bump right into a backup dancer as if this was his first time performing and not the millionth time. When Jiyong moved to spin from the floor up he wasn’t paying attention and tripped into another dancer causing both of them to go falling to the ground. When Seungri heard Jiyong’s cry of pain he pushed off the wall and rushed to his side moving everyone out of the way.

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?” Seungri asked as he looked over Jiyong’s body.

“My ankle.” Jiyong said as he sat up putting his hand on his ankle that he had just had surgery on while he was enlisted.

“Why are you not watching where you are going?” Youngbae said as he moved to Jiyong to lift his foot up. “Maknae go see if the doc is still here.” Youngbae ordered as he took off Jiyong’s shoe.

Jiyong watched as Seungri jumped from his spot next to him and rush out of the room. Jiyong sat there unable to feel anything but shock. Seungri was the first one to him.

“He still cares about you.” Youngbae said as he bent down to check on his best friend. “That doesn’t give you the green light to do anything about it. You are taken. You need to stick to the choice you made. You have to let him go so he can be happy too.”

Jiyong looked from the door to his best friend. “What if I’m not happy?”

“I can’t help you with that. You made your choice. You made it without once thinking of the outcome. It’s not always about you. It’s about that guy who just rushed out of here. It’s about him falling in love with you only for you to break his heart. Only for you to trample all over everything you have gone through together. For you to throw away every single memory because you are too damn afraid to face the world as the man you are. That’s all on you. So don’t be taking advantage of him anymore.”

Before Jiyong could reply back Seungri walked back in with the resident doctor. Jiyong answered all the questions for the doctor as he watched Seungri out of the corner of his eye. When the door opened again he looked over only to see Mino walking in. Jiyong watched as the younger man walked right over to Seungri and quietly talked to him. As much as Jiyong tried to strain his ears to hear what they were saying he couldn’t with how loud the doctor was talking to him. Mino walked out shortly after that which made Jiyong breathe a little better. The doctor had ordered Jiyong for x-rays and to rest.

“What do you mean rest? Do you not understand that we are in the middle of a concert? I can’t rest!”

“If you don’t rest then you are going to injury yourself and a surgery won’t be able to save you. Had you kept up with your physical therapy we wouldn’t be talking about this. Yet you didn’t and here we are.”

Jiyong grumbled in agreement as Youngbae helped him to his feet and out to the car. He had hoped Seungri would have accompanied him but knew that was not happening.

Seungri watched as Jiyong was helped out of the room. He had reminded the man time and time again to do what he needed to do, yet after they broke up he never reminded him again. Even though he knew he should, even if his heart ached at the sound of his voice. Maybe if he had then they wouldn’t be where they are now. Seungri walked over to the elder Seunghyun and Daesung. He brought up the suggestion Mino had. The two nodded their heads in agreement and off they went to Yang Hyunsuk’s office.

The next day Jiyong walked in with the aid of a cane. It wasn’t something knew to him, he often used the cane after his initial injury. Today was another tour in Seoul before they would start their Japan leg of the tour. Jiyong felt angry, this shouldn’t be going this way. He knew he was the only one to blame for not keeping up with the therapy appointments. But a small smile creeped up at the memory of how Seungri came over to him. He had missed hearing the concern in his voice. He often felt annoyed in the past when Seungri would talk that way. Regret filled his heart, another thing he took for granted.

Walking into the back room Jiyong was surprised to not only find Yang Hyunsuk there but Mino as well. Jiyong walked over to the makeup chair and plopped himself down.

“Jiyong, how are you feeling?” Hyunsuk asked.

“I will be ok, I just need to stay off it for a bit.”

“That’s good to hear. Now about the concert and tour. You all leave for Japan in 4 days and when you get there you will be doing small promotions before the first concert.”

“Yes, I know.” Jiyong answered trying to hold back his annoyance. It was far too early for this.

“Well tonight we need you to rest. So, you will be propped up on a chair. You can walk around a bit but then you sit back down.”

“And what about my solo portion?”

“Seungri will do it, he has done it before in the past.”

Jiyong smiled as he looked at the maknae from the mirror, he loved hearing him sing.

“Also, Mino will be here to do some songs. His solo album will be dropping soon and he needs to get his face out there.”

“Fine.”

“Good. Now you boys all have a good night and remember to smile!”

Jiyong watched Hyunsuk walk out of the room. He hated the idea of Mino performing during their concert but what could he do about it. Looking into the mirror still, Jiyong watched as Mino walked over to where Seungri was and draped himself over him. Seungri tilted his head to the side with a smile on his face and he patted the younger man on his cheek. Rage was slowly building up inside Jiyong.

“Don’t you need to get ready too?” Jiyong spat out as he glared at Mino in the mirror.

Mino stood up with a smile still on his face. “Yes you’re right. Thank you all so much for letting me join you today.” Mino bowed to his elders before walking out to get himself ready.

The concert was going pretty well. Everyone had their energy levels up and the fans were enjoying it even if Jiyong wasn’t able to dance around the stage and give them the Gdragon they wanted. Everyone was currently backstage as Youngbae sang his solo song, Seungri was busy getting dressed for his performance of crooked. Jiyong sat down drinking a bottle of water as he watched him being fluffed up. Hearing him sing crooked was one of his favorite things. The memory of the Motte tour stop where Seungri finally joined him flashed in his head. Memories of how upsetting it was to not have him near, only for him to come and turn the whole feeling on the tour around. That night they had gone back to the hotel room and made love all night. A sly smiled formed on Jiyong’s lips as he recalled all the love marks Seungri went home with.

The intro to crooked slowly came on and Jiyong hobbled over to a monitor and watched as Seungri bounced around on the stage nailing the performance and having the fans cheer extremely loud. This was dancing man he had fallen for.

Just as Seungri was getting to the end Jiyong looked around for Youngbae who was supposed to come on next to help perform good boy. Where Youngbae was supposed to stand stood Mino.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Mino smiled and waved at Jiyong just as crooked transitioned into good boy.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” Jiyong bellowed from his spot near the monitor.

“Mino asked if he could perform with Seungri so that they could build into his solo songs. I didn’t see any problem with it.” Youngbae said as he walked over to Jiyong.

“Of all songs you let him do this one?”

“It’s my song too. You are injured and Seungri is your back up. I’m tired, and Mino knows this song so he is my backup. Besides look at the reaction they are getting the fans are loving this.”

Jiyong watched on the monitor as the two boys jumped around on stage with the backup dancers. Mino was all over Seungri. Every chance he got he had his hands on Seungri. Jiyong clutched onto his water bottle making it burst open.

“Watch that anger Jiyong. Remember you made your choice.”

Fuck choices! Everyone makes a bad choice now and then. You always get a chance to makeup for your choices. Jiyong thought to himself as he watched Mino carrying Seungri on his back as the song came to an end. It’s high time I start making up for mine.

NEXT

[lady-une]

BSD Ch12

Two updates so close to one another. This chapter was already written and I have been working my way up to it. The next chapter is the half way point of the story. Things are going to get worse before they get better. As always show some love, leave me some feedback, and share. Let me meet some more people who don't really know about me yet.

He thought their love was eternal, that nothing would be able to break them apart. He put his trust and faith in the man he loved with all his heart. The one man he thought would never hurt him, did it in the most horrific way possible. How will he move on, having to see the man who broke his heart day in and day out. Having to see him smile and look at another the way he once did him. If had known this was his destiny all along, he would never had started on this path to begin with.

Word count: 3015

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature, SMUT, Drinking

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

Chapter 1

Leaving the stage Seungri brushed back his hair that was dripping with sweat. He was surprised to see how the fans reacted to Mino and him performing a song that typically was performed by Jiyong. Seungri walked back stage to where the clothing rack was, rounding the corner Seungri was met with a very angry Jiyong. Jiyong moved so fast and pushed Seungri back up against the wall encasing him between both his arms that were firmly planted on the wall.

“What was that?” Jiyong spat out.

“A performance hyung. Youngbae wanted some rest and the fans enjoyed it.”

“So it’s ok now for you to be performing a song that has so much meaning behind it.”

“It’s a song Jiyong, it wasn’t like I was out there singing crooked with him.”

“That was the song we performed at Motte. It has meaning.”

“Maybe if we were still together but not any longer. It lost all meaning when you left me.”

“It doesn’t matter? It will always matter. You can deny it all you want but you will perform a song or hear a lyrics and it will be me in your mind.”

“Hyung please just stop.”

Seungri planted both his hands on Jiyong and gave him a push, not too hard of one because he didn’t want the man to fall back and injure himself. Just enough to make space for him to escape.

Back on stage all the members were moving around on stage singing their parts of BaeBae. Jiyong was still sitting in his chair watching Seungri out of the corner of his eye. He wanted to change things right this moment but knew it would take time. He had to be rational about this and go about it in a certain way. Yet all thought left his mind when he saw Seungri bouncing his way towards him to go to his next spot. Thinking on the moment Jiyong shot up grabbing him and pulling him down into his lap.

Seungri was surprised and did his best to not let it show. Everyone was watching, and he couldn’t let the awkwardness show. Had this been like past concerts when the nyogntory parts were so called fanservice but in reality, it was brief moments for the two to sneak kisses and touches, then this would have been fine. But it wasn’t. Unable to do anything but sing his part Seungri moved to sit comfortably on Jiyong’s lap and performed.

Jiyong smiled as he watched Seungri get comfortable in his lap. He had missed this interaction so much. He was a damn fool and needed to change things. Looking out into the crowd he heard them cheering like crazy at their nyogntory performance. The smile on his face faded and jealousy built up inside when Jiyong spotted a “MiRi” shipping sign. Jealous morphed into anger at the lack of nyogntory signs, they use to be littered throughout the crowd but now there wasn’t a single one. Just as Seungri’s part was coming to a close Jiyong lifted his scarf and blocked the view of everyone. Seungri whispered “what the fuck” right before Jiyong moved in and captured Seungri’s lips with his own. For a brief moment Jiyong felt Seungri melt into the kiss before he regained his senses and stood up from his spot.

At the end of the concert staff members along with other members of the group were doing their very best to hold back and very raging Seunghyun. Seunghyun was throwing explicit words and promising to choke the life out of Jiyong for doing such a thing. Jiyong just laughed.

“Ri is mine. Always has been and always will be! That boy!” Jiyong spat pointing at Mino who was standing with Seungri. “He can dress like me, look like me, and act like me but he won’t ever be me! He won’t ever take my place in the maknae’s life and you are all fools to believe otherwise!”

Seungri could feel the tears starting to form in his eyes and before they could fall he felt Mino grab onto his hand dragging him away. When they were safely tucked away in Mino’s dressing area Seungri sat down on the chair with his head in his hands.

“I am so sorry, Jiyong was very much out of place.”

“It’s fine. He only spoke what was in his heart. That man still very much loves you. Deep down inside I knew I might never replace Jiyong hyung in your heart….but I at least wanted to try.”

Seungri lifted his head from his hand to look up at Mino. Life was unfair. Here he was with a man who just wanted a chance and yet Seungri could only think of how it felt to have Jiyong’s lips on his lips for the first time in such a long time. Guilt flooded his senses when he thought about Jiyong’s girlfriend. Things were never going to change. Jiyong would always be the possessive man that he has been.

Seungri sat in the black leather chair opposite the man who was responsible for his career. The man that gave him the chance he needed to do great things. The man who made everything good that has happened possible for him. If it wasn’t for this man, he would be like every other man in the world working himself to the bone in a dead-end job to try and provide for his family.

Seungri sat with his hands in his lap, his palms were sweaty, and his stomach was in knots. He hadn’t been this nervous in such a long time. Yang Hyunsuk sat across from him with his leg crossed over the other, he waited for the young man to stabilize his thoughts. He knew things had been tense within the band since Seungri had returned. He wasn’t a fool, he knew that this was due to Jiyong breaking the boy’s heart. He didn’t like the idea of internal dating within his bands, but he would rather be supportive and allow them to come to him with issues. Then be against it and run into problems with the couple slipping up and having a bigger scandal on his hands.

Seungri couldn’t take it anymore, just like a band aid he knew it had to just be done quickly.

“I want to quit the band.” He said quietly looking down at his hands where they were balled into fists.

“Could you repeat yourself, I don’t think I heard you clearly.”

Seungri looked up and repeated himself clearly with more strength in his words, “I want to quit. I don’t want to be part of Bigbang any longer.”

“I see, this is because of Jiyong correct?”

“Yes, I have tried to put this behind myself and move on, but I just can’t.”

“You do realize that you are still under contract and the fee is rather large to break it. Plus, what about the others? Are they not like family to you? How do you think they would feel?”

“They won’t like it, but I feel they would support me.”

“What about YGX?”

“I still want to continue on, but I just can’t be in the same band as him. I need to be away.”

“And the tour that you are doing?”

“I will finish that, but after I would like to announce my departure. I still want to work within YG and continue on but just not as a member of Bigbang.”

“I see, well this is rather surprising and a lot to take in. Will you allow me time to think things over and to find a way to make sure there won’t be any problems and our next steps.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“You know I am always here for you, I was hard on you to begin with because I saw potential in you. You have grown so much since that scrawny boy who walked into the company. You still have so much in store for you and I don’t want you to throw that away over a broken heart. So go back to the studio and please stay out of trouble. Remember I know everything that is going on.”

Seungri stood and bowed before exiting the office. He wasn’t needed in the studio and decided to just head home for the day, maybe working on some ideas for Aori would help keep his mind off of things. Pulling his phone out he sent a quick text to Seunghyun and letting him know he was heading home.

As Seungri was heading towards the parking lot a very angry Mino was storming off in the other direction towards the studio that held the other members of Bigbang. Mino was heading to Yang Hyunsuk office in hopes to pitching a new concept idea but when he reached the office he didn’t see the secretary anywhere in sight. So he walked up to the office door and was about to knock when he heard Seungri’s voice on the other side. He knew he shouldn’t be listening, but he couldn’t help himself. He had heard everything, he hated the way Jiyong was making Seungri suffer. He saw a side that Seungri had hidden from the others, he put on a brave smile in front of everyone, but it was Mino who he felt comfortable enough around where he would let all the pain show. Mino clenched his hands into fist and turned on his heel, all he could see was red as he all but ran towards the studio. This was all his fault! All the suffering and now Seungri leaving was all his fault. If he wasn’t going to be responsible for his feelings to the very end, then he shouldn’t have even started things. He was the leader and should have known better.

Mino pushed the door open so hard that he startled the members as they sat around listening to Jiyong record his lyrics. Mino just glared at the man behind the glass window. Unable to stop himself in his rage Mino walked quickly to the door and threw it open not caring that Jiyong was in the middle of recording. Jiyong stopped what he was saying and looked at Mino with an annoyed expression. Before he could even open his mouth to ask him what he was doing Mino reached him and had thrown a punch landing right on the side of Jiyong’s face.

Jiyong stumbled backwards causing the stand he had his pages on to fall over. With one hand out he was able to brace himself against the wall stunned at what the younger man had just done. Again, before he could do anything Mino was on top of him throwing more punches. Jiyong covered his face to protect himself from the onslaught of blows until the other members had finally got in there to drag Mino out.

Daesung and Seunghyun held a struggling Mino down in a chair. Mino was like a wild animal doing all he could to get to his prey. Jiyong needed to pay for what he had done.

Youngbae was helping Jiyong out of the recording booth and to the couch. Jiyong was cupping his chin as he sent glares towards Mino. When he was finally sitting down, he turned his attention the raging man.

“What the hell do you think you are doing!” Jiyong shouted.

Normally the tone in his voice made Mino shrink back but not any longer. Mino stopped struggling and sat up in his chair.

“You deserve that and so much more! It’s your fault! If you had just kept your dick in your pants none of this would have happened!”

Daesung grabbed Mino’s shoulder roughly, “Watch your tongue Mino.”

“Why? It’s his fault Seungri is leaving!”

Everyone looked at him with their eyes wide, they had to have heard him wrong.

“What did you say?” Youngbae asked as he sat down next to Jiyong.

“I wasn’t supposed to hear but he just told Hyunsuk that he wants out, he doesn’t want to be a member of Bigbang any longer! It’s all because of that idiot!” Mino seethed point his sharp finger at Jiyong.

“You son of a bitch!”

Daesung let go of Mino and went to grab the now angry elder who was moving towards Jiyong. Daesung jumped in front of Seunghyun and threw his arms around the eldest keeping his long arms from reaching out and strangling their leader to death. Seunghyun wasn’t a violent man nor did he raise his voice often. He was a gentle person but Jiyong had hurt the panda enough and they had finally just gotten him to calm down enough after the night before. But now…now he wanted blood.

“Hyung please stop, I can overpower you if you don’t stop but I don’t want to hurt you.” Daesung tried to reason with the angered Seunghyun. It must have worked because he stopped advancing towards Jiyong and moved back to stand next to Mino.

No one spoke, they were all waiting for Jiyong to say something. He hadn’t moved at all but had a blank face not letting any of his emotions show. When he finally did it took both Youngbae and Daesung to hold back the angry duo.

“Is he a child still? Running away from his emotions. He can try and run but I and them won’t ever go away. But if he wants to be a cry baby and leave then so be it.”

Jiyong stood from his chair and went to pick up the recording booth.

Mino got up and shook off Youngbae before yelling out so Jiyong could hear, “You will regret this! You were never good enough for him anyways.” Then stormed off out of the studio.

Daesung was still holding Seunghyun back and could feel his heartbeat racing in his chest. “Please hyung don’t do anything.”

“He deserves to get a beating. Our maknae wants to leave because of him!”

“All we can do is go talk to Seungri, hitting Jiyong won’t fix anything. We have to concentrate on the tour.”

Seunghyun looked down at Daesung and saw his pleading eyes. He knew he was right and let out a huff. This would have to wait, there should still be a chance to change the maknae’s mind. Seunghyun couldn’t be around Jiyong and stormed out of the studio with Daesung trailing behind him.

Youngbae was the only one left there with Jiyong who was done getting things set up. He walked over to his best friend, he had always supported Jiyong in anything he wanted to do. But he just couldn’t understand how Jiyong was being so indifferent to the news of Seungri wanting out.

“Ji?” He called our carefully.

“Are we all set to go again?”

“Is that all you can think of right now? Our group is falling apart. I warned you about this didn’t I? I told you to think about your actions. I told you that you would be the reason the band fell apart.”

“So what if he wants out, he is acting like a spoiled child.” Jiyong knew he was saying all the wrong things but he couldn’t stop the words from slipping past his lips.

“And why do you think that is?”

“He is a grown man.”

“I think he has been handling things as best as he possibly could given the circumstances. He does his best to put on a brave face in front of everyone and never lets the fans see him frown. If I was him, I wouldn’t be able to put up with that Nyongtory fan service you are so adamant on continuing. Hell, the guy doesn’t even say a damn thing when you talk about her or bring her around. The man is living in hell watching the person he loves flaunt the person he cheated on him with in front of his eyes! I don’t know many people who would be able to handle it the way he has. Add on last night’s little display and I would have broken down too.”

“Things change.”

“Clearly.” Youngbae responded letting his annoyance come through in his voice.

“So are we working on this or not?”

“Not today, I’m heading out. I hope you are happy with your choice Jiyong.”

Youngbae turned on his heels and grabbed his stuff before walking out the door leaving Jiyong alone in the studio. Jiyong was frustrated. He wanted to change things and win Seungri back but his anger clouded his mind that Seungri would want to leave. Plus that Mino had been the first one to hear about it.

Jiyong’s phone rang on the table and he picked it up, it was Hyunsuk sending a text asking to meet with him later. Jiyong yelled out as he threw his phone against the wall making a loud cracking sound before it landed on the ground with a thud.

Now alone with his thought Jiyong fought against his emotions but succumbed to them. Falling to the floor he threw his hands in his raven hair and pulled on the ends as the tears started to form in his eyes. How had things gotten to this point. Everything was falling apart and he didn’t know how to fix it. The one person he had loved he had finally broken him. Some idiot part of himself had thought he would be able to have everything. A music career, a family, and having the man he still had love for in his life. He wanted it all but now realized it was never going to happen. Before he even had the chance to fix things and put things back on the right path everything blew up in his face. Watching the maknae dance around on the stage with a smile on his face always brought him back to the old days. He couldn’t help himself last night, he knew it was wrong but didn’t stop himself. Crying into his hands Jiyong wasn’t sure how to make things better.

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