#t.o.p drabble

[melminli]

thanos is just such an easy person to argue with

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there was only one thing you wanted from a young age and that was to be the child of fucking rich parents in your next life. Those were the real people who won the lottery and they didn't even have to fucking play it, can you imagine that? Hardly, you were more concerned with staying alive and not drown in debt.

But I suppose I'm not alone in that. You watched the crowd a bit before looking down at your own green tracksuit, which had the number 360 printed on it. What the...

"Huh? What the hell are you doing here?" Asked a voice which you really didn't want to hear right now. You looked unwillingly at the purple head. "I thought you were good with money, but then maybe you wouldn't be here, right señorita?" he asked you sarcastically.

Yes, you were good with money, but too bad that you just didn't fucking have any. "Look who is talking." you replied to Thanos in a playfully innocent voice. He really was the last person you wanted to talk to right now. The shock after seeing his face while his debt was exposed to the crowd had worn off by now, but still. You really hoped you wouldn't have to interact with him. "I mean, who would be stupid enough to put all their money into a stupid cryptocurrency after watching a shitty YouTube video, right?" you laughed as he smiled irritably. You pretended to only now realize who fit that description and poked him on the chest. "Oh, that's you. I'm really not that surprised, to be honest."

His irritated stance only deepened and a few others watching the scene wondered how a hot-headed person like him hadn't ticked off yet. "You're really pissing me off right now, I would have thought you'd be happy to see me,"

You looked a little uncomfortable. "Not the slightest actually since you're pure scum. Please stay away from me, bye!" you said goodbye to the guy and made your way to another corner to create as much distance as possible.

"Damn, what's wrong with her?" Asked number 124, who had been staying by Thanos' side and observing the interaction. "How do you even know each other?" He asked him curiously, but Thanos' eyes were still fixed on your figure. "None of your business." he simply replied, before his grin deepened as he loosened up again.

She wants me. They all do.

[xiubaek-13]

I'm attributing the sudden interest in my T.O.P drabbles as a direct result of Squid Game 2.

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND BIG BANG A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Choi Seunghyun

A ⇴ AFFECTION

He was incredibly protective of you, Seunghyun liked to have his arm around you whenever the two of you were out in public especially so that he could make sure that you were safe and help you find your way around too.

B ⇴ BOYS

It was inevitable that when you met the boys that you would end up getting along with them, as Seunghyun gushed constantly about you before introducing you. They knew so much about you before they even got the chance to say hello, having listened to Seunghyun talk about you time and time again.

C ⇴ COMFORT

You knew that whenever you were going through a rough time you could turn to Seunghyun for support. He was great at giving you advice more than anything else, chances are he’d walked in your shoes at some point in his career, sharing his own story with you and helping you figure out how you wanted to fix things.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

There weren’t many jobs around the house that Seunghyun refused to do, if you needed a bit of help doing something, then Seunghyun was more than happy to step in. He particularly liked to do the more masculine jobs around the house, any chances that Seunghyun had to show off to you, he would snap up in an instant, making sure that when he completed the job, he had your eyes watching him too.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

No one was surprised when the two of you ended up announcing that you were engaged, your friends had predicted that Seunghyun was going to propose long before he ended up doing it. For quite some time people had been asking when Seunghyun was going to hurry up and ask you to marry him, everyone knew that you were going to end up together, it was just a case of when you made it official.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Seunghyun’s favourite thing about being with you was that he knew in you he always had someone in his corner. You never left his side and supported him through absolutely everything which meant a load to him too. Whenever he began to doubt himself or worry about certain situations, Seunghyun knew that he could turn to you for encouragement, and also have you there to give him plenty of advice too.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

The two of you were definitely a couple who preferred to stay indoors and do your own thing. You both enjoyed the company of one another, and also the comfort of being in your own home too, often spending your evenings doing something simple like watching a film or cooking a proper meal together.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

You both couldn’t wait for your honeymoon as it was a chance for the two of you to properly travel together. Although you’d explored a lot, tour usually got in the way, and so with your honeymoon you were keen to visit a few of the spots that you’d seen before, but never got the chance to explore whilst there.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He loved to surprise you and remind you that he loved you. Seunghyun often wrote you letters or left notes around the house, finding that that method was the best way for him to express his emotions, never quite able to find the words to say aloud to you, without turning into a shy mess before you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There were times when Seunghyun still got jealous after the two of you got married, he couldn’t help the incredibly protective streak that he had. Although he wouldn’t create a massive fuss about things, Seunghyun would certainly make sure to stand himself a little bit closer to you so that he could listen in on what was going on and offer his hand out for you to hold onto if you wanted to get a bit of help from him.

K ⇴ KIDS

After the two of you got married, starting a family was the most important thing to Seunghyun. He began to alter his schedule a lot to be able to give himself more time at home to be able to be around you, not only to give yourself more time to try for a family, but also to get used to spending more time at home too.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

As much as you tried to get Seunghyun to forget about work whenever the two of you had a lazy day, it usually ended up being pretty impossible. His brain seemed to constantly be in business mode, unable to stop himself from answering a call or replying to an email when it came to work. Some days, you ended up having to confiscate Seunghyun’s phone and laptop so that he could finally relax for a while.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

He was definitely the one that tended to get up earlier in the mornings, sneaking around to not disturb you. As much as he didn’t want to wake you up, Seunghyun’s heart still couldn’t help but flutter with excitement when you eventually showed your face, especially when you came down in his shirt too.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

It took a bit of time some nights for Seunghyun to switch off, and so when he was troubled, you’d lay with him and talk to him about absolutely anything until his mind closed off and finally allowed him to get some sleep.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Seunghyun was obsessed with your personality and how well suited you were to him. He loved how well the two of you got on, you were always just incredibly comfortable around each other like a proper married couple.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments of escapism were always the ones that meant the most to Seunghyun, the chance to just forget about everything else and enjoy time with you was never missed by him. He got so caught up in other things quite a lot of the time, the feeling of doing nothing with you was something he missed a lot.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Despite how busy he often could be, Seunghyun never let that stop him from making time for you, checking in on you as much as he possibly could and asking you how you were when he felt things changing too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

To remember your wedding, Seunghyun bought a memory box for the two of you to fill with items form your day. From table decorations to a bit of the carpet that you walked down to get to the top of the altar, Seunghyun especially tried his best to save as much as possible to be able to retell your story one day.

S ⇴ SILENCE

The two of you were definitely comfortable in silence, sometimes it was actually what you both wanted in order to clear your minds a little. Words weren’t always needed between the two of you, sometimes just being in the same room with one another or laying down beside each other was more than enough.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Seunghyun’s biggest trick for making things work with you was compromise, and effort. It didn’t matter how busy the two of you could be sometimes, you never failed to dedicate the time and effort to your relationship.

U ⇴ UPSET

There would often be a moment of anger in Seunghyun when he saw that you were upset before reminding himself to be there for you.

V ⇴ VISITS

The smile on his face whenever you showed up at the studio to visit him was like no other. It was almost as if you knew quite a lot of the time when he was struggling for motivation, showing up at the right time.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

For Seunghyun, the one final thing that he wanted in order to make all of his wishes come true, was the start of a family for you both.

X ⇴ XXXX

He wasn’t someone that could just kiss you just because, whenever Seunghyun kissed you, he always made sure that you knew he was doing it because he wanted to remind you that he loved you and being with you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the two of you were most definitely a team in everything.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Every night the two of you would fall asleep together cuddled up, you made sure to be cosy with one another, talking if you wanted to some nights, or other nights just enjoying falling asleep side by side together.

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[bigbangclappin]

Please, Don’t Go

Pairing: Choi Seunghyun X Reader

Genre: drabble, Mafia au, fluffy?, angsty? 

Word Count: 772

A/N: I’m leaving to visit my dad tomorrow and won’t have my computer for a week and a half. So I felt I owed you guys a little something. I hope you enjoy. 

You woke up to the sound of banging on your front door. Sitting upright in bed with your hand reaching for the knife you had been given as a gift you slowly remove yourself from the blankets.

The banging continues furiously as thoughts race through your mind; your knife would do you no good if the person behind that door had a gun. You just had to be quicker, as you stood before your door the knocking comes to a halt.

“Jagiya let me in!”

Recognizing the voice of your beloved fiance, you removed the deadbolt and threw the door open. Seunghyun nearly took you out as he quickly entered your small flat. He locked you in again before turning to you, taking you by your forearms he pulled you close.

“Oppa what’s the matter?”

He peppered soft but urgent kisses along your face, scaring you so much you gently pushed him away. Running your fingers through his handsome dark hair. You realized then he was soaked to the bone from the pouring rain and his breathing was unsteady. His chest heaving up and down quickly. He had been running. Which could only mean one thing. Something had gone wrong. You could feel your tears burning your eyes.

“I don’t have much time (y/n)-ah listen to me carefully, call Jiyong-ssi for me he’ll know what it’s about. Then I need you to head over to the compound, remove everything from the safe and bring it to this address,” he produced a dampened piece of paper from his pocket and tucked it into your hand lightly, “There you will find a new safe and Youngbae-ya waiting for you. I need you to trust him, he’s going to look after you while I get the rest of this mess sorted out.”

Placing a soft kiss on your forehead he finished his instructions. You felt dumbstruck, it was hard soaking all this in. When merely hours ago he was dropping you off at home from your usual date night. Anger filled you at first and without thinking you smacked him across the face.

“I told you to wait didn’t I?” you snapped your voice thick with emotion, “That it was too soon to retaliate against YG! Goddammit Seunghyun I told you to bide your time and now I might not ever get to see you—”

He silenced you with his lips immediately. Swallowing whatever misplaced anger you had with him with the sincerity behind his kiss. You allowed him to deepen the kiss with his tongue, your hands making their way back to his hair once more. Your tears finally let loose when you understood that this was his way of saying sorry and goodbye.

When he tasted the salt from your tears he broke the kiss and it was silent all but for your joint heavy breathing. “Mianhe Jagi, I know it’s unfair of me to ask you this but please will you wait for me?”

You wanted to scoff did he not know you loved him more than anything this lifetime could ever give you?

Your hands resting on his cheeks eyes locked onto the other’s you nodded, “Always baby.”

He pecked your lips again when police sirens barreled through the quiet of your neighborhood. Seunghyun tensed but ran for the window that led to the firescape. You followed him, afraid to let him go, what if they caught him? He’ll never be able to come back to you.

You watched helplessly as he lifted the storm screen open, putting one long leg over the ledge. You grabbed onto his large hand in a pathetic attempt to keep him here with you for just a little longer.

“Seunghyun—” your voice cracked out his name. “Please don’t go.”

He placed a kiss on the back of your smaller hand, pulling you down for one more kiss. This time it was rushed and clumsy, due to the sirens getting closer.

“I have to,” he breathed out quickly, “I can’t lead them to you. I promise we’ll be together again, just remember what I told you and listen to my men especially Jiyong and Youngbae…”

He placed a soft peck on the palm your hand, “Saranghae (Y/n)-ah.”

And just like that you were left standing in front of your window. Rain pouring in, soaking your wood floors. Watching his tall silhouette fade down your street, sniffling you whispered his words back.

Slamming your storm screen shut followed by the actual glass you went to your nightstand grabbing your cellphone you hit speed dial number two. You were greeted instantly.

“Jiyong oppa it’s me...”

[optimizche]

Angelic: The Mythology (The First Son)

A three year old Yifan walked in silence in the shadow of his father, following him with rapid, shuffling steps.

Attempting to keep up with his father's long strides.

"Papa! Papa!" the little, dark haired boy kept exclaiming intermittently, desperately trying to get his father's attention.

But Jiyong ignored him, determinedly walking forward, his long crimson hair billowing behind him.

The little boy was crestfallen, sadness growing in his heart with every passing moment. He never understood why his father was always like this around him.

Always paying him no mind.

Always so disinterested, no matter how hard he tried.

Always so profoundly... disappointed.

Up and up Jiyong climbed, steadily making his way up the spiral staircase that led to the top of the highest tower of his castle, the soles of his snakeskin boots making a hypnotizing rhythm against the cold stone floor.

Yifan climbed behind him, as quick as his little feet could carry him. Gasping quietly from the exertion, trying so hard not to let his father hear, lest he was disappointed by his weakness.

At the top of the stairs, double doors made of pure gold swung open, admitting the King of Demons into an immense room constructed purely of marble.

Ever the curious child, Yifan followed his father, his eyes darting left and right as he observed the room he had never been in before.

Two female demons, inhumanly beautiful, with horns peeking out from under their long hair bowed deep before Satan.

"Rise, Chaelin and Sandara," Jiyong commanded and the women stood up with bowed heads.

"She has passed, brother," came a deep voice from the left hand corner of the room.

Yifan recognized the tall man standing there as his uncle, Seunghyun. His father's second in command. The Keeper of the dungeons of Hell.

"Uncle Seunghyun!" Yifan exclaimed excitedly, wanting to run toward the imposing dark haired man. But he was silenced, once more, with a glare from his uncle.

"I don't care," Jiyong spoke for the first time, his voice cold. "Get rid of her body."

Yifan watched as the women, Chaelin and Sandara, nodded and scurried toward the bed in the middle of the room.

Sprawled upon the bed, Yifan saw, lay a woman's lifeless form. A succubus. He had never seen so much blood in his short life.

He remained quiet, containing the horror inside his heart, watching as the two female demons carried her body out the door, in preparation of the disposal.

"He's here, Jiyong," Seunghyun spoke and Yifan turned to see that his uncle was pointing proudly toward something lying inside the golden crib at the left hand side of the bed.

Within three eager strides, Jiyong swept toward the crib, reaching out with leather gloved fingers to lift something out of the crib.

It was a tiny bundle, Yifan saw, wrapped in the finest Egyptian cotton.

To the young boy, it looked like a doll.

Pale-golden skinned.

Crimson haired.

Just like his father.

"Oh," Jiyong sighed, looking fondly down at the bundle, his eyes brimming with tears.

And then the most alarming thing happened.

Jiyong smiled.

It was an expression that was foreign to Yifan. He had never seen his father smile.

He had never seen his father smile at him the way he was smiling at this red-haired bundle.

"You should have heard him cry when he came tearing through his mother, Jiyong," Seunghyun spoke excitedly. "So loud he was!"

Yifan heard his father laugh, tenderly reaching out to stroke the little bundle's hair. "He is a strong one. Just like me. My heir. From today, he shall be known as my oldest son."

At the age of three, Yifan was far more intelligent and perceptive than the rest of the children he played with.

And the way his father was speaking of this boy, it made his blood run cold.

"Come here, Yifan," Seunghyun's voice cut through his thoughts. "Say hello to your little brother."

A wave of pure anger and jealousy coiled through Yifan's blood at the sight of his father cooing at the baby boy.

His brother.

"I hate him," the three year old boy muttered, angry tears running down his eyes as he bolted from the room...

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Idol Advent - Day 13

For the first twenty-five days of December we will be opening up a door on the Idol Advent tree to see who is behind it and waiting with a drabble to share!

To find out who is there for Day 13, click the keep reading!

Santa’s Knee – Seunghyun / T.O.P

“Remind me why I’m dressed like this?” you asked, pointing to the elf costume. Had you wanted to do this, you would have admitted you looked really cute. Your makeup was on point and complimented your red, gold and cream outfit. Still, you didn’t want to spend your day at Santa’s Grotto and deal with impatient parents or children who wanted a new iPhone for Christmas. You missed how Christmas was back when you were younger and had no interest in listening to the younger generation list off all their desires.

Plus, malls just gave you anxiety at the best of times!

“Because you are the bestest best friend I could ever have,” your friend Laney replied, smiling warmly at you. “You rock my outfit better than I do.”

“I’m going to make you do something you equally dislike in return!” It wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Sure, there were still a few who made you sigh heavily behind one Santa’s reindeers, but on a whole, you were finding it easier to smile naturally.

Perhaps it was because of Santa himself.

You didn’t know what he looked like behind the beard, but his eyes were gorgeous. And his laugh, you were certain it was better than anything in the North Pole. He was definitely the quirkiest Santa; some of the things he said to the children making you stifle your laughter beside their parents. But he was a hit with the kids and that was the main thing.

“Do elves sit on Santa’s knee and tell him what they want for Christmas too?” a little girl wondered after tugging on your skirt and you knelt beside her, smiling widely.

“No, we help Santa make all the presents for children like you.”

“But what do you get for Christmas? Don’t you want anything?”

You became thoughtful. “What do you think I should want?”

“Why don’t you sit on Santa’s knee and find out?!”

“But it’s your turn.”

“It won’t hurt any,” Santa called out and the children waiting erupted with excitement. Slowly, you approached him and sat down, your heart thumping in your chest.

“This is so foolish.”

Santa grinned. “Well, if it helps you any, you just answered my Christmas wish. I’ve been thinking of how to get you over at my side all day long.”

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[bobbyseyesmile]

till we meet again

Summary: What if the love of your life broke your heart and when you finally move on he reappears. Ready to reclaim you and make you his, if you want or not 

A/N: i just love him sm- i’ll never get over my first kpop love

Characters: Choi Seunghyun / T.O.P x Reader

WARNINGS: none (for now heh)

It was a while since I’ve seen him last…

I sat in the cab and stared at the message my best friend had sent me hours ago, thumbs hovering over the letters on the display, but I couldn’t form a proper sentence.

“Y/N, he will be discharged today! We arrange a surprise party for him!”

I knew exactly who “he” was, and even if it weren’t a question Jiyong had asked, I could still feel the big question mark on my shoulders. Do I wanted to see him? Do I want to see the others?

Questions over questions and I couldn’t even answer one for myself. I typed a fast “OK” and a thumbs-up Emoji before I pressed the Send button. It wasn’t much, in fact it was insultingly sparse, but I didn’t know what else to write.

Even though I needed the full day for my short message I got the response within a few seconds.

“What should I tell him?”

Clear as day I could imagine my best friends face while waiting for my answer. Of course, Jiyong didn’t mean it like that, but still, I could read the obvious undertone in his message.

“I don’t know. Actually, I don’t care, it wasn’t my decision-“ I pressed the Delete button and started again “Okay, I’ll be there. But I’ll only stay a few minutes.”

Now I got a smile and thumbs-up from him. The exact opposite of how I felt right now…

The cab stopped a few minutes later and I had to take a deep breath before I was brave enough to leave the warmth and safety of the car. The villa taunted me by towering into the sky while I felt like an ant. A baby ant. I have been here hundreds of times; I knew the house from the bottom to the roof like it was my own. Countless times I shared kisses and sweet nothings with my former lover. But now it was gone.

My fingertip hovered over the bell and for a fleeting moment I thought about leaving. I mean, nobody knew I was already here, right? But before I could finish the thought in my head, the door snapped open, and I stared at two brown eyes.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?” Youngbae’s voice sounded surprised but pleased at the same time.

“Hi.” I smiled slightly and ran my fingers through my hair. “Jiyong messaged me.”

“I see. Well, it’s nice to see and have you here! The others will be glad too- I just forgot something in my car, be right back.” And with that he was gone, and I stood alone in the entrance hall.

Loud music and laughter bounced through the rooms when I reached the living room and passed through it, but I couldn’t find my best friend, just hundreds of strangers who enjoyed expensive wine and cigars.

I sighed and wished to be in my small apartment, snuggled into a thick blanket on my sofa, eating ice cream and watching some K-Drama till I was a crying mess again. Instead, I stood there in Louboutin’s and tight pants in a house that barely belonged to my safe places anymore. What was I doing here?

Already annoyed I grabbed my phone and texted Jiyong that I was here, he was nowhere to be found.

“On the roof” was all I got back two minutes later and so I decided to take the elevator considering my choice of shoes. On the top floor there were less people, probably because it was Jiyong’s private VIP section for other celebrities or just woman he wanted to nail.

“Jiyong?”  I called his name and a few girls in too small bikinis turned their heads in my direction and then started to whisper when I passed them. I ignored them, already knowing what they were saying.

“Is that her?” another, not so discreet, voice asked, and I turned around, suddenly full of confidence.

“She is. And she wants to know where Jiyong is.”

“I’m here ma petite.”

I smiled because of the nickname and turned around to face Jiyong who looked like always: A big smile on his lips trying to hide the tired and exhausted expression on his beautiful face. I bet he hadn’t slept in days…

“Hey” I said and embraced his bear hug while his face was buried in my neck and hair- as always.

“I’m so glad you came, you know, when you didn’t read my text for hours, I was sure you wouldn’t respond to it and just ignore me.”

“Well, that was the plan at first” I admitted and coughed slightly while he bursted out laughing “But then I thought that it would be a bit rude and now I’m here. But not for long.”

He snorted and nodded towards the bar “Do you want to see him?”

My brain immediately screamed NO WAY! But my heart started to ache in a painfully delicious way.

“Sure” I answered, “That’s why I’m here.”

Seunghyun looked like always- and that was what caught me off guards. In my daydreams he was fat and full of pimples, which was completely excessive, he came from his military service, but it made things easier for me if I imagined him this way.

But now that I saw him for the first time in 18 months, it felt like a huge slap in the face. He was big and even more muscular now, although he slimmed down a bit, but not much. His pitch-black hair was perfectly styled and the dark suit fitted him like it was made to be on his body, which it probably was. I stared at the watch on his wrist which I gave him many moons ago and my heart began to throb - he still had it?

He was a gentleman with his whole being. He was Choi Seunghyun.

However, I felt like I never lost those twenty pounds and that my stylish haircut was replaced by my old and boring hairdo. I could even feel the braces on my teeth again although I didn’t have them since high school. Dammit. I quickly turned around and nearly ran towards the elevator. It was a mistake to come here…

“Y/N.”

I closed my eyes and muttered a quiet “Fuck” before I turned around to face my biggest weakness. He only spoke one word, but the deep voice cut through me, and I started to tremble.

“Seunghyun.” I responded and wished I had the same confidence in my voice as he did. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, so I just put a hand on my hip and hoped to compensate for my nervousness with this small gesture.

His look wandered from my shoes over my body and to my eyes where he finally stopped and gave me a smirk.

“You look ravishing.”

I gulped. Only Choi Seunghyun could break your heart in one minute and in the other one he would give you an honest compliment.

“Thank you.” I said and repeated what he did mere seconds ago but kept the compliments to myself. He noticed it because his smile widened, a small nod and a delightful slug of his wine was all he did. Everything he did looked so easy and smooth.

I grabbed a glass for myself when a waiter passed us and for the first time in eternity I received an astonished look from the handsome man in front of me.

“You don’t drink.” A statement, not a question and it almost made me roll my eyes. Instead of an answer I just gulped it down at once and gave it back to the startled waiter from whom I grabbed another glass.

“Wrong, Seunghyun. The old me didn’t drink, the new me doesn’t care what you think.”

Ouch. I regretted the words the moment they left my mouth. He smiled ruefully.

“I want to apologize.” He whispered, “I sure didn’t want to offend you in any way.”

“No… only breaking my heart and then leaving for your national duty.”

I noticed the silence and the looks when it was already too late. I really said it. Everyone stared at us, I could even see Jiyong’s expression although he was on the other side of the bar.

“Y/N, I-“ Seunghyun started but I cut him off and pushed my wine glass in his hand.

“Forget it. It was a mistake to show up.”

I made my way through the overcrowded house and ran outside to finally breathe again. The air was cool and oddly comfortable, so I decided to walk to the next bus stop, maybe I’d call a cab or sit there for the whole night. After a few minutes I felt already better and the watering of my eyes had also stopped. Stupid, stupid me… I scolded myself. Why did you drink? You have a low tolerance for alcohol, why would you even drink it in one go?!

“Can I give you a ride home?”

I flinched at the sudden voice and the car next to me. “No, thanks.”

“You know, if necessary, I’ll escort you like this until you’re home.”

“Dammit Seunghyun!” I suddenly yelled, “Why does it always have to be your way? I’m an adult and I can manage myself!”

My arms gestured wildly while the car slowly and steadily rolled next to me.

“I can make my own decision, thank you very much. Also, I know exactly what’s good for me and surprise, surprise, it is not you!”

“You will ruin your Louboutin’s.”

I sighed, took my shoes off and continued walking. I could hear him quietly laughing before he stopped the car, suddenly standing in front of me.

“Y/N, to be very honest I would really like to order you to get in the car right now, but you are not the only one who changed in the last months… So, I ask you to get in so I can bring you home safely.”

We remained silent for a few moments before I gave him a small nod. Fine. It was just a 20-minute drive anyway.

We didn’t talk the whole ride, there was only some quiet classical music coming from the radio. Probably Beethoven.

“Thank you.” I said when he stopped in front of my old building. I moved out weeks after he went to the military, but in fact, I’d never told him. I would just call a cab from here.

“It was really nice seeing you again.” He muttered and his cologne hit my nose. I didn’t dare to look but I bet he came closer, probably to open the door for me. I nearly jumped out of the car- the space between us became way too small.

I watched him drive away and waited a few minutes before I dialed the number for the taxi company. He’s gone, Y/N, I told myself.

It felt good to come home- even the buzzing from the elevator in my apartment building felt familiar and trusting. This was my home, my comfort zone where I felt safe. I opened the door and undressed myself, letting the clothes hit the ground. When I turned to the bathroom something felt different… but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Did I lock the door?

A soft purr suddenly jogged my memory: Snowball didn’t welcome me home at the door. This was odd, he always did. But now I could hear him purr and it came from the living room. Did a cat purr when it was all alone?

Before I properly thought about it, I grabbed the nearest vase and tiptoed along the corridor. There’s someone in my apartment. My mind froze when I saw the dark silhouette sitting on the sofa. I shivered when I reached for the light switch, not even realizing that I was almost naked and trying to fight a possible intruder. Maybe he would blush to death?

The light blinded me for only one second before I screamed, and the vase crashed on the floor beneath me. Seunghyun on the other hand just sat there while calmly caressing the belly of my cat. Traitor.

“WHAT THE-“ I screamed, “SEUNGHYUN?!”

“Hi again.” He spoke softly, but oh boy, it didn’t help at all. “You could have told me your new address.”

“You…you…” I started but my mind couldn’t produce a good enough insult “You didn’t ask.”

“I wanted to know if you would tell me by yourself.”

“How do you even know this address and how the fuck did you get in here?!”

“Well… to answer your first question, you posted a pic on your Instagram showing your new view, so I figured you moved. Nice neighborhood, exceptionally clean and quiet.” He nodded like he would talk to himself “A friend of mine lived in this area a while back, so I know it well. And it wasn’t that hard to ask for your name at the front desk.”

His words left me completely bewildered, unable to say something in return.

“And to answer your second question; you still hide your keys under the artificial plants at your front door.”

[allthekpopimagines]

My Baby - Kwon Jiyong

A/N: Guys this is Day 9 out of the 12 Days Of Christmas. I hope you guys like it so far! <3  -Admin M

Word Count: 351 (sorry it’s really short)

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You smile as you hear the door open and close. Knowing it’s your husband Kwon Jiyong because of his greeting, “Hello baby. Where are you?” You respond to him, “I’m in the living room hun.” You hear his footsteps get closer and you smile even wider when you see his smiling face getting closer to you. He comes to you and kisses you then he smiles, “Hello gorgeous. How are my two favorite girls?” He asks putting his left hand on your tight bulging stomach that was holding your daughter. 

“We’re good. I’m glad you asked.” You kissed him back and then he sat next to you and he asked, “Are you hungry for anything?” You thought for a moment and then you say, “I can eat.” You smile and he says, “Okay. Well, I would love to take my two girls out to eat for an early Christmas gift.” You nod and he stands up and he helps you get up off of the couch and he goes and grabs one of his suits and you grabbed one of your dresses that you think still fits. You get ready quickly and once you’re ready you get your shoes on.

You grab your purse and out walks your husband while he adjusts his blazer. You smile at him and you see his helpless face and you giggle a little and you say, “Come here babe.” He comes to you and you help him with his bowtie that you know he was struggling with. Once its done you smile and say, “Done.” He then smiles and then he kisses your forehead before he grabs your hand and begins to take you and your daughter out to go eat for an early Christmas dinner.

As you walked out with him you see all the snowflakes falling from the sky. You smile and look up at the snowflakes that are each uniquely different. Your husband turned to you and said, “Merry Christmas baby.” He kisses your cheek and you then hugged him and just stood there in the moment before heading off to dinner. 

[sindrafalcone]

Advent Calendars

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seunghyun x reader

Synopsis: Advent Calendar surprises with Seunghyun

Warnings: Holiday fluff

Author’s Note: Taadaa! Today it’s my ultimate muses turn. :) Now we only have the maknae & the bonus drabble left! (Btw, this is NOT set in the Nannyverse. Pretty obvious once you start reading, but I just wanted you to be aware.)

Reminder  that there will be one drabble posted each Saturday until Dec. 29. It’ll be in random order, since I’m pulling them from a hat again. lol It’s fun that way!

Also, there will be reposts of last years Christmas Drabbles every Wednesday.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

Masterlist

Seunghyun was obsessed with Advent Calendars.

You could never wrap your brain around why your husband did them. You found them sort of pointless, because all you really had to do was look at a calendar to see how many days there were until Christmas, instead of eating a piece of chocolate every single day in December. You were pretty sure that it was just because he wanted to cheat a little on his diet. Seunghyun always used the same excuse...

"I'm getting into the Christmas spirit, _________-ah. You should too."

You would reply about how your hips were getting too wide & you didn't need the chocolate's help with that, thank you very much. Seunghyun would then reassure you that you looked fabulous just the way you were, but that's what husbands were supposed to do.

Today was different though. For once, you were happy that Seunghyun had one of those ridiculous Advent Calendar things, because it gave you the perfect idea.

You had been sick for the past couple weeks, with what you had (at first) presumed to be the stomach flu. Your entire office had gotten sick a few weeks prior, so you figured that you had caught it from one of them. But while your coworkers started to get healthy, you didn't. You shrugged it off and continued with your work projects, ignoring the way you would wake up, puking your guts out.

Seunghyun had finally managed to convince you to go to the doctor's yesterday. But he hadn't been able to go with you because of a surprise meeting with YG. You were disappointed at first... but, after the fact, you were glad your husband couldn't go. Because you ended up finding out that you, wife of none other than idol rapper TOP, was pregnant with your first child.

While at the doctor's office they did a urine test, a blood sample & an ultrasound, and you had been given fuzzy, black and white pictures of the small jelly bean now growing inside you, due on July 15th. And last night, while Seunghyun had been distracted with a phone call, you had stolen his chocolate for the following day. Then you slipped one of the ultrasound pictures inside his advent calendar. It just barely fit in the little window... all rolled up and tied off with a red ribbon.

Like usual, you got up first the next morning, and started on the coffee. You played on your phone for a little while, looking for any Christmas sales. You desperately needed to finish up the last of the shopping, still unable to find a gift for your husband of three years.

Seunghyun didn't come downstairs for almost another hour, first grabbing himself a mug of steaming hot coffee.

"Morning." he mumbled, shuffling past you and stopping on his way to his seat at the table to peck your lips.

"Morning, honey." you smiled, setting down your phone and taking a sip from your own mug with both hands.

"We really need to fix that bed, it's incredibly uncomfortable." Seunghyun groaned, running a hand through his adorably sexy bedhead. After moving in together years ago, the two of you had accidentally broken a couple slats on the bed, making the mattress dip a little towards the middle. Seunghyun grumbled that it needed to be fixed almost every morning, but nothing had changed yet.

"Maybe you're just getting old." you teased, a smirk playing on your lips.

"I'm thirty one." he deadpanned, drinking from his Mondrian mug.

"Yeah, yeah..." you playfully rolled your eyes at your husband.

"Do you want me to make you some breakfast?" Seunghyun asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Sure." you smiled, knowing he would see the advent calendar sitting on the counter if he did go and make some food.

"What would you like? French toast or pancakes?" he asked getting to his feet, quickly pressing a kiss to the top of your head before heading towards the stove.

"French toast." you hummed in response, the thought of his breakfast specialty making your heart warm and your stomach grumble. You didn't realize you were that hungry until Seunghyun mentioned his famous, homemade French toast.

"French toast it is then." he smiled & shuffled towards the stove but stopped when he saw his advent calendar sitting on the counter, just as you had predicted he would. "Wait... it's the fifteenth today, I have to eat my chocolate." he said the word 'chocolate' with a thick, French accent, his deep voice making you squirm in your seat a little. "You sure you don't want one of these? You can have my chocolate today if you want."

"No thanks, I'm good." you said, trying to keep a straight face... knowing you had already eaten your husband's chocolate for today, last night when you put the picture in.

"Suit yourself." Seunghyun shrugged as he looked for the number fifteen on the little cardboard box, quickly finding it and going to open it, ignoring the fact it was already partially open. He obviously wasn't awake enough to notice, but what he would find inside should wake him up fairly quickly. He made a confused face when all he saw was a rolled up paper with a red bow around it. "Yeobo, what is this?" he asked, pulling it out.

You bit your bottom lip, anxiously waiting to hear Seunghyun's reaction & you had turned sideways in your chair to look at him from across the kitchen.

Seunghyun unwound the red ribbon & carefully unrolled the paper, looking at the printed picture in silence for a few moments. At first, he didn't know what it was, but once he saw the doctor's name on it & looked at it more closely, he realized it was an ultrasound....and it also had your name in the corner. He had only ever seen them in movies or dramas, he'd never actually seen one for himself.

"________-ah, what's going on?" Seunghyun asked, lifting his head, a hopeful smile on his face. You just looked back at him, your face bursting into a smile and your eyes starting to water. "Are you pregnant?" he asked slowly. You covered your mouth with your hand, trying to stop the sob that welled up in your chest, and nodded slowly. Your hormones were clearly already starting to take action.

"Oh my god! Come here!" your husband yelled, dropping the picture onto the counter and rushing around the table to scoop you up in his arms, hugging you tightly to him. You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck, crying silently. "Oh my god. Oh, _______-ah..." Seunghyun cried, petting your hair before pulling back to look at you.

"Are you really? This isn't a joke or something?" he asked, cupping your face in his massive hands. You nodded your head as best you could.

"Yeah, I am. I'm pregnant." you chuckled, your voice thick with unshed tears.

"Oh, yeobo..." Seunghyun whispered, leaning forward to press his lips against yours, breathing in through the kiss. You giggled into it, wrapping your arms around his neck again. "We're having a baby!" your husband laughed almost deliriously, once you broke apart for a real breath, foreheads pressed together.

"Yeah... we are." you chuckled, pecking his lips once more. Senghyun looked down at your bodies pressed so closely together and rested a hand over your abdomen, through your pajamas.

"How far along are you?" he asked, rubbing gently at your shirt clad belly. It wasn't a bump yet, not at eight weeks, but it didn't change the fact that there was a baby growing right under his palm, his baby... your baby.

"According to the doctor, I'm eight weeks as of yesterday." you told him, sniffling a little & trying to hold back your tears.

"I can't believe this is real." Seunghyun said quietly. He looked back up at you, his heart swelling with love. "You're so perfect. I love you so much." he said, cupping your face once more to capture your lips in another kiss.

"I love you too, Seunghyun. Merry Christmas."

[noona-clock]

Drabble Game: Jail

Omg im so sorry! I read it wrong n thought you were T 🙈🙈🙈🙈 im so embarrassed lol. But could i request #16 with TOP? Thriller/romance lol 🙈🙈 im sorry hun 💚

Don’t worry @baekinmylife ! You weren’t the only one who requested EXO 😅 But requesting my Ultimate instead definitely makes up for it!! (P.S. T is on hiatus right now, remember? 😂)

Genre: YouTube!AU/Fluff

Pairing: T.O.P x You

By Admin B

“I don’t like this,” you said for about the two hundredth time.

“Yes, I know,” TOP chuckled with a shake of his head. He looked toward the camera and smirked before taking your hand in an effort to calm you down. “But I’m telling you, this place is not haunted.”

“How can it not be?! It’s a two-hundred-year-old jail where only the most criminal of criminals were held! So many people died here! It’s definitely haunted.”

“Well, one of us is right,” he murmured.

“I’d rather not find out which one, but we kind of have to.” You let out a deep sigh, nodding to the cameraman before stepping through the front entrance of the decrepit jail.

You and TOP were the hosts of a YouTube reality show centered on dating in the world of social media. Every week you put out new episodes documenting your dates, your daily life, or... putting yourselves in weird situations like this.

Since almost the whole Internet was obsessed with Buzzfeed Unsolved, you had decided to follow in Ryan and Shane’s footsteps by going to an infamously haunted building and trying to make contact with the paranormal.

It was made even better by the fact you were a total scaredy-cat and TOP had no belief in ghosts whatsoever.

“Let’s turn this on,” TOP murmured as he fished out the recording device from your backpack. “Try to have a little conversation.”

You simply sighed warily as you felt your boyfriend rummaging around.

“All right, you wanna go first?”

“Nope,” you answered immediately.

TOP chuckled yet again and leaned over your shoulder to kiss your cheek. He then set the recording device on the dusty floor in front of you and took a deep breath.

“If there’s anyone in here with us, we’d love to hear from you.”

“No, we wouldn’t,” you added. You then turned to TOP, almost completely forgetting the fact the camera was still rolling. “I swear to god, if something happens in here, I will break up with you.”

“You will not,” he scoffed.

“I know, but you know what I mean.”

Just after you finished your sentence, you heard a creaking sound down the hall. You jumped and shrieked, immediately reaching out to clutch TOP’s arm.

“Yeah, it’s going to be a long night,” he smirked as he looked at the camera.

You simply hit his arm, though you didn’t let go. Because... he was right. It was going to be a long night.

Master list // RULES // Submit a Request! // Read About the Admins

[xiubaek-13]

Camping Sucks

Prompt: TOP + “I hate you.” “Why? I’m a delight.” + “Why do people keep trying to put a blanket on me?”

Setting/AU: Camping in the woods

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,308

Go camping they said. It’ll be fun they said. Clearly those people had never been camping with TOP. If they had, they’d know that a camping trip with him was like a divine punishment sent by God himself just to test you. Sure, TOP thought the idea was great. He’d been ‘camping’ with Big Bang when they filmed their little special for Youtube Red but he didn’t realise that there would just be a small group of 10 of you, none of you staff specifically employed to look after him and keep him out of trouble. No, this trip required him to do things for himself and you sure as shit weren’t going to let him off easy.

When you’d all arrived at the campsite you paired off to ensure an even delegation was done for setting up the site, cleaning, cooking, entertainment, putting up the tents & making the fire. Somehow you had ended up as TOP’s partner, all hopes of getting paired with your crush flying out the window. “You will put some work in or so help me, I will leave you in this forest.” He hadn’t taken your threat seriously, instead laughing at you and telling you that you’re cute when you’re angry. You were stubborn and you were not going to let him shirk on his responsibilities just because he never had to do some of these tasks before. What, did he think everyone else was a pro at putting up a tent? Unfortunately for you, he was just as, if not more, stubborn that you were so as soon as the first mentioning of collecting firewood and putting up tents occurred TOP disappeared.

Several hours and many failed attempts at putting up your tent later he finally appeared. He either didn’t notice how pissed you were or he simply didn’t care because the first words out of his mouth were “How have you still not got the tent up?”

You turned towards him, seething. “Oh I don’t know TOP. Maybe because it’s a TWO PERSON JOB, maybe because I had to do everything else since you disappeared at the first sign of work!”

“Christ, calm down. You’ll pull something.” He deadpanned.

“WHERE DID YOU EVEN GO FOR THIS WHOLE TIME?” You yelled. You were livid. You had been struggling with all of the tasks that had been designed for two people since TOP had seemingly decided to wander off into the forest to do fuck knows what and now that he was finally back, with no explanation for where he’d been, no apology for leaving you to do all of the work, no offer to help since you were clearly struggling and above all, the fact that he had the ball to ask why the tent still wasn’t up threw you over. You threw down the tent pegs you’s been about to put in for the 7th time and stormed off.

“Where are you going?” He managed to sound slightly exasperated that you were leaving him with the tent.

“I hate you.” you seethed.

“Why? I’m a delight.” He grinned.

You screamed and walked away. If you didn’t leave right now you knew you’d throw a hammer at him or something and the last thing you needed was for a lawsuit from YG for damaging his face.

You stomped through the woods, crushing flowers and snapping twigs all while imagining they were him. Back in Seoul you got along just fine with him. He liked art and wine and good food and long chats and travel. The few times you’d chatted with him in the past you’d had an extremely fun time but something about him and this camping trip just wasn’t working. You’d come out here hoping to get closer to your crush, impressing him with your mad camping skills and even tempered nature. You scoffed. So far that was a complete failure.

TOP just had a way of getting under your skin out here. His sarcasm and wit were the opposite of what you were after and you were completely embarrassed that he’d left you by yourself to fail in front of the rest of the group for hours. They’d all laughed at you attempting to light the fire and put your tent together. It must have been so entertaining for them. You knew it was because over the course of that hour they’d come over a few times and draped a blanket over you telling you you’d need all the extra warmth you could get since you’d be sleeping without a fire or a tent. They meant it as a light hearted joke but your mood was too foul to see the humour in it.

You calmed down as much as you could, having successfully reprimanded him in your mind, before returning to camp. You hadn’t expected to return to find the tent gone and your fire extinguished but it’s what you arrived back to. “The fuck-”

“YAH. Over here!” You looked over in the direction TOP’s voice had come from and spotted him beckoning you to come over to him.

You went to him purely because you wanted a particularly excellent reason for why he not only extinguished the fire that had taken you over an hour to light but also why he’d taken the tent. As you got closer to him he reached out and grabbed your hand, pulling you through the trees until you reached a clearing. In the middle of the clearing was your tent, perfectly set up complete with a fire and from the smell wafting over to you, dinner was cooking too.

You stared up at him, eyes wide and mouth agape, the words lost on your tongue. He chuckled. “I know, you’re impressed.”

“Why did you move our camp?” you asked tentatively.

“If you’d stayed before rather than stomping off to snuff out the plant life while you imagined it was my face you would have found out then. When we arrived I thought the site was too cramped. I don’t know much about camping but it all looked like a fire hazard to me. So I wandered off to find the ranger who showed me the best spot to make camp. He was a fan so I ended up staying and chatting a bit longer then he offered to take me down to the local store to stock up on supplies so I complied. I hung the bags from one of the trees here and came back to camp to tell you but you blew up at me and stormed off. I tried to tell the others but they all figured they’d already set up so they weren’t moving. I dragged all our stuff out here and set up while you vicariously murdered me through plants.”

You faltered. This whole time you thought he’d been slacking off when really he’d been trying to find a better spot to make camp. He’d even done all of the hard work in setting this site up and started cooking, which smelled amazing. You couldn’t look at him. You felt ashamed that you’d been so mad at him when he’d done nothing wrong.

He cleared his throat and gestured for you to sit near the fire. “Uh food will be ready soon. I have no idea if it will be any good or if it will poison us, fair warning.” You took a seat, still in shock that he wasn’t so useless at camping as he’d led everyone to believe.

A soft warmth was suddenly draped around you and you looked up at him, a puzzled expression on your face. “Why do people keep trying to put a blanket on me?”

“Do you have a problem with blankets?” He chuckled.

“Shut up, I still hate you.” You giggled.

“And I’m still a delight. Wine?”

“Fuck yes.”

[knockoutwritings]

TOP, fluff/angst - "I just want you to be happy." 😊

A shattered wine glass glittered on the floor before your feet. You stood perfectly still as your eyes glared furiously at the man before you. There was a time when he could do no wrong. There was a time in which he did no wrong.  But just like the seaons changed, and the green leaves turned brown, your love changed. 

Seunghyun matched your glare with his own. Fury danced within his eyes and you could see how his fingers flinched before turning into fists. 

“I can’t fucking do anything right for you. It’s like you don’t care that I’m doing my best.”

Laughter threatened to spill from your lips. You bit back the sarcastic remark and the roll of your eyes for the sake of your sanity. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do anything right, it was that he fucked up the one thing you’d asked of him. 

“I don’t ask you for much. I don’t guilt trip you. All I wanted was for you to hear me out but that’s impossible for you. I don’t understand you, Seunghyun. I don’t understand why you couldn’t just do this one thing. Has something changed? Are you into someone else?”

Any fight he had in him vanished in his eyes at your words. He closed the gap between the two of you and pulled you towards him with a heavy sigh. You could tell the fight was nearing its end and that was perfectly fine with you. You didn’t think you had the enery to argue anymore. 

Pressing your head against his chest you mumbled out into his shirt, “what do you want?”

You felt his lips on the top of your head as he swayed you gently. His fingers traced the line of your back and he whispered your name in an indication for you to look at him. The rapper’s look was remorseful. 

“I just want you to be happy,” he replied, kissing you right after. 

[kreacciones]

BIGBANG — T.O.P al presentarse ante tus padres, pero ellos se sorprenden de su edad.

— Cariño, ¿crees que estoy bien así? –preguntó acomodándose la ropa por milésima vez en el día.

— Seung Hyun, ya te dije, no tienes porqué estar nervioso, mis padres te amarán –dijiste antes de depositar un corto beso en sus labios.

Tu novio estaba definitivamente muy nervioso, incluso más aún cuando estuvieron parados frente a la puerta de tu casa. No podía parar de moverse de lo nervioso que estaba, pues no sabría cómo lo recibirían tus padres.

— ¡Por fin llegaste, princesa! –dijo tu padre cuando te abrió la puerta, pero se sorprendió al ver a un chico a tu lado.– No sabía que vendrías con alguien... pasen –dijo haciéndose a un lado para que entraran.

Seung Hyun hizo una reverencia cuando tu padre lo observó confundido.

Una vez dentro, se quitaron los zapatos y entraron a la sala principal, donde tu madre los recibió con una amplia sonrisa.

— ¡Cariño, por fin trajiste a un novio! Ya era hora –celebró haciendo que ambos se sonrojaran.

— ¿Novio? No sabía que tenías novio, ¿cuál es tu nombre? –preguntó dirigiéndose a tu novio esta vez.

— Choi Seung Hyun, señor –contestó inclinándose nuevamente.

— Ven y siéntense, chicos, ahí conversaremos más cómodamente –dijo tu madre.

— Y bien, Seung Hyun, ¿cuántos años tienes? –lo interrogó nuevamente tu padre.

— Cumplí 30 años el mes pasado –contestó él obedientemente.

— ¿30 años? Daebak, pensé que tenías al menos 23 años, no puedo creer que luzcas tan joven, es increíble –dijo tu madre asombrada.

— Yo a su edad lucía igual de joven –dijo tu padre causando la risa de tu madre y la tuya– ¿de qué se ríen? Es cierto.

— Como digas cariño –dijo aún riendo.– Y dime, Seung Hyun, ¿qué haces para lucir tan joven? Aun no me puedo creer que luzcas tan joven... ¡incluso tienes una piel de bebé!

Y así pasaron toda la noche hablando sebre la piel de tu novio y otros asuntos triviales que hicieron el ambiente mucho más ameno. Por supuesto, todo hizo que tus padres terminaran tomándole cariño a Seung Hyun.

[narika-a]

Hi can i request #20 with T.O.P thanks

20. “If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”

Choi Seunghyun (T.O.P) x Reader

Genre: College/University AU, fluff

Word Count: 216

He watched you stand up from your seat with your friend and go outside, two other men soon following after you. As mean as it sounds, he really didn’t care that much about the other girl but he cared about you, so he stood up and went outside as well. Where those guys after you?

“Hey! If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”

All of you turned around and stared at him.

“Seunghyun?” you spoke first. “What are you doing here? Where did you come from?”

He was surprised how casual you were. Weren’t these guys some kind of creeps?

“I thought…” he started, looking down on them.

“Oh!” you quickly realized what he meant. “We’re together!” you said, gesturing at all of them.

“Together?” he repeated. “Like together? Together?”

You saw a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

“No no no!” you tried to quickly explain. “These are my brothers.”

You could say he was beyond embarrassed when you told him this. He kind of laughed awkwardly, so you came up to him.

“Seunghyun, do you want to join us? We decided to go try another bar?”

“Sure,” he said, trying to act like nothing happened but you sure weren’t forgetting it. You will have something to tease him with.

[thelastdada]

Untitled, 2014 - One shot gtop.

Una relación puede tener contratiempos, problemas, peleas tontas, cosas que pueden lastimar a alguna parte de esta, asuntos que pueden no tener un perdón. Como una infidelidad... o quizá siendo más específico, una gran mentira. Kwon Jiyong era ese lado de la relación, era el que había engañado, era quien oculto una mentira que con el tiempo le explotó encima, dejándolo sin mayor opción, dejándolo con el dolor de tener que lastimar a su pareja. Erróneamente creyó que podría solucionarlo, que podría explicarle todo al mayor y dejar que todo se arreglara, pero era muy tarde. La situación se había vuelto tan incontrolable, que incluso termino siendo obligado a fingir frente a las cámaras, por su bienestar, y por supuesto, para ocultar todo lo demás.

El pelinegro lo pensaba más de lo que le gustaría, pero de verdad a veces terminaba imaginando su vida sin ese hombre en ella. Sin que se hubieran conocido por primera vez, sin esas sonrisas cómplices, sin esa influencia que nació entre ambos, más adelante sin tanto vino, sin tantas reuniones a solas, sin tantas conversaciones sobre arte. Las que por más que lo evitará, enamoraban más al menor. Inevitablemente la relación era fuerte, la confianza estaba en un punto clave, los roces ya provocaban escalofríos en ambos, y allí fue que supieron que estaban tocando un terreno peligroso.

¿Pero cómo detienes a dos adolescentes?

Adolescentes, aun lo eran cuando se besaron por primera vez, cuando creyeron que era un juego... que era culpa del alcohol. Luego lo disimularon, aquello no era algo de lo que estuvieran orgullosos, dejaron los años pasar, pero no dejaron de estar juntos todo el tiempo, al contrario, eso los acerco más. Muchas cosas pasaron antes de su siguiente comeback como grupo completo, Jiyong recordaba con un amargo sabor en la boca, como lo habían llamado para decirle del accidente de uno de sus miembros, sintió que su vida se iba. Sinceramente nunca había pasado por algo tan intenso, esos meses fueron muy oscuros, su imagen pública estaba en boca de todos también, leer notas donde ya daban por perdida su carrera profesional... quizá fue lo que los motivo. Meses después anunciaron el regreso, los cinco estaban de acuerdo en que eso no iba a morir, y que sería su última oportunidad para intentarlo. Una noche antes del esperado regreso, Seunghyun terminó con su copa de vino y regreso a recostarse, manteniendo su cabeza junto a la de Jiyong, ambos recostados en el suelo, hacia lados contrarios. El menor recordaba bien la pregunta que le hizo esa noche, "¿Estás listo para recuperar tu reino?", Jiyong había reído un poco, provocando que el mayor también sonriera.

Y lo habían hecho. Habían vuelto a ganar más de un premio, habían alcanzado una cima nueva, una que ellos mismos cimentaron. "Sueño de una noche de verano" había descrito el mayor, y Jiyong no podía estar más de acuerdo. Meses después se encontraron llegando al final de su gira de conciertos, esa noche llegaron a Seúl, sin provocar sospechas, Seunghyun se subió al mismo auto que Jiyong, despidieron a sus managers y le dijeron al chófer que los dejara en la casa del mayor y que no mencionara que el otro no había ido a su departamento. El hombre asintió y los dejo allí. Esa noche bebieron menos de una botella entre los dos, se dejaron caer en el suelo del salón y miraron el techo blanco, como siempre hacían, manteniendo sus cabezas juntas. La risa de Seunghyun mato el silencio del lugar, y Jiyong sintió su propia sonrisa también, alguna tontería acababa de hacerlos reír, algo del último concierto. El mayor dio un trago corto a su copa y se recostó de nuevo, esta vez quedando un poco más cerca de él, sin embargo, no se movió, "Jiyong" le había susurrado, el pelinegro hizo un gemido como respuesta, pero Seunghyun quería que se girara a mirarlo. "Voltea", en cuanto el menor lo hizo, se encontró con los labios del mayor tocando su frente, dejando un beso suave y lento, Jiyong abrió los ojos con sorpresa y pudo sentir la respiración del otro muy cerca, así que los cerró un tanto confundido.

Aquello había sido el inicio oficial, de su complicada e incorrecta relación, los besos ya habían escalado prontamente, ahora sus labios se encontraban con facilidad y con necesidad. Ninguno lo había dicho, no hubo ningún, "¿Quieres ser mi novio?" todo fluía al ritmo que los dos conocían, las reuniones para hablar de arte y beber vino eran las mismas, solo que ahora sus manos jugueteaban entre ellas mientras miraban algún cuadro, ahora sus labios probaban el mismo vino que bebían, y ahora la cabeza de Jiyong descansaba en el hombro de Seunghyun mientras una película se proyectaba en su salón. Se vieron inmersos el uno en el otro por muchos meses, hasta que se cumplió un año, una fecha que no contemplaban en palabras o conversaciones, pero que cuando el mayor propuso una cena en casa, se convirtió en regalos de ambos lados. Un aniversario, de haberse besado, de haber iniciado un camino peligroso y secreto.

Inició el año 2014 y Jiyong tuvo una especie de crisis, todos culparon al alcohol que había bebido en año nuevo, pero la verdad era que el menor ya se sentía así desde mediados del mes de diciembre. Para todos era una crisis normal, era simplemente que comenzaba a sentirse viejo, que el tiempo se les acababa y que el servicio militar estaba sobre ellos. Pero en la mente de este, estaba algo más, algo más peligroso. Unas semanas antes había hablado con sus padres, porque planeaba llevar a otro nivel su relación con Seunghyun, ninguno público, simplemente que sus amigos y su familia lo supieran. Así que pensó en tentar el terreno nada más, sin embargo, equivocadamente menciono el matrimonio, y sus padres comenzaron a hablar de una buena esposa, de hijos, de tener una familia. Cosa que no calmo de ninguna forma al menor, lo alteraron de la peor forma, su mente viajo muy lejos, imagino el caos que sería anunciar su relación con Seunghyun, decirle al mundo que el famoso G-Dragon salía con un hombre, y específicamente con su compañero de banda, T.O.P.

Lloro varias noches pensando en lo peor, evito a Seunghyun, quien sinceramente preocupado fue hasta su casa a visitarlo, siendo rechazado por su madre. Jiyong estaba mal, realmente perdido en sus pensamientos, y una noche termino estando solo en casa, bebió un poco y llamó a su manager, diciendo que quería salir a algún bar. Así que lo hizo, salió y se terminó encontrando con una conocida, le invitó tragos y ambos bebieron buena parte de la noche, Jiyong tenía el teléfono apagado, pero ella era buena ocultándose, entonces salieron de allí. Y en medio de la confusión, el miedo, el alcohol... Jiyong se acostó con ella.

No eran excusas, no lo eran —¿Jiyong? —el pelinegro reacciono tarde, sacudió su cabeza y miró a su productor.

—¿Sí?

—¿Cómo se llamará?

—Como dice la hoja.

—¿'Sin título'? —el menor asintió.

—2014 —como hacía tres años.

El hombre asintió pensándolo —Suena bien —enseguida escribió en el teclado y la pantalla mostró el título arriba de toda la canción, "Untitled, 2014". Su productor quiso preguntar, sin embargo, Jiyong se veía demasiado inmerso en algo, así que se abstuvo de hacerlo. Lo miro ponerse de pie e ir a la cabina, desde allí le hizo la señal y comenzó la pieza musical.

El inicio fluyó sin problemas, la segunda estrofa comenzó a darle problemas, porque su corazón se oprimía un poco más, los recuerdos lo estaban embriagando fácilmente, quiso continuar, pero fue imposible cuando llego al coro, su voz se rompió cuando cantó el 'por favor'. Jiyong salió de la cabina y se aseguró de que no hubiese nadie fuera —Haremos esto en sesiones privadas —le explico al productor.

—¿Solo tú y yo? —el menor asintió, y por la expresión que portaba, el otro noto la seriedad del tema. Así que una vez más no pregunto nada, ni esa tarde, ni las siguientes sesiones, esa canción nació solo entre ellos dos. Jiyong se quebró más de una vez durante las estrofas, le costó lo que nunca cantarla como se debía, porque cada vez había dolor en sus palabras, cada vez se sentían igual. Repitieron incontables veces las grabaciones, Jiyong tenía la misma actitud perfeccionista, y en esos momentos peleaba consigo mismo para conseguirlo.

Olvidaron el número de sesión que llevaban, pero en cuanto un resultado completo surgió, ambos supieron que era la grabación indicada. Jiyong tomo su teléfono y vio que eran horas razonables, así que llamo a su jefe y a otros relacionados a él. En cuestión de un rato, todos tenían el visto bueno de esta, sin embargo, a pesar de los halagos, Jiyong podía ver la mirada de todos, las ganas de preguntar si esa canción era para esa mujer. Con la que todos sabían que había tenido algo, en 2014. Ignoro las miradas y salió de allí, para mostrarle la canción a su mejor amigo, quien inevitablemente se enteró de toda la historia luego de verlo caer en aquel año, él fue quien lo levantó. Él fue quien lo motivo a continuar.

Youngbae escuchó la canción en silencio, sin mirar a Jiyong, simplemente escuchando, al llegar al coro el menor lo vio cerrar los ojos, y noto que estaba sintiendo la canción. La historia debía estar relacionándose en su mente, solo él, Youngbae y una persona más podrían entender la letra de la canción, y el dolor tras ese cantar característico que poseía —¿Estarás bien con esto? —le preguntó su mejor amigo— ¿Estarás bien con lo que puede implicar?

—Si algo sucede... lo evitaré de nuevo, me negare solo una vez, pero si mi corazón insiste. Será lo que tenga que ser —Youngbae se acercó y lo abrazó con fuerza, demostrando su apoyo, haciéndolo sentir un poco más fuerte.

—¿Y las promociones?

—Nada, absolutamente nada... ¿Lo has visto? —Youngbae asintió mirando hacia otro lado.

En su reunión de noche vieja, Seunghyun había terminado con Jiyong a solas, los demás ya se habían rendido de sueño y cansancio. Jiyong fue quien mantuvo el ritmo a su lado, como era costumbre, terminaron hablando de arte y de vinos, hacía mucho tiempo que no compartían así a solas. Desde 2014, donde Jiyong había terminado todo, cuando Seunghyun se enteró de lo sucedido, gracias al manager del menor, quien inocentemente comento lo que había sucedido con la modelo japonesa, provocando que todo explotara. Jiyong termino gritándole a Seunghyun: "Contigo no hay futuro, nunca lo habrá, así que terminemos... ya no te quiero más Seunghyun, ni siquiera vine a pedir tu perdón."

Por algo habían pasado años sin hablarse, Jiyong lo había lastimado con crueldad, luego en esa reunión, en ese momento a solas, Seunghyun confesó algo en cuanto vio el reloj llegar a las 12 de la noche: "Aun ahora, en 2017... te perdonaría Jiyong, estúpidamente lo haría."

Pero Jiyong no lo haría, él continuaba pensando que eso sería imposible, así que con prisa y temor le respondió con una media sonrisa: "Tal vez ya es muy tarde." Seunghyun se levantó y se fue. Y solo semanas después, Jiyong se enteró de la fecha de su alistamiento, el cual llegó velozmente. El pelinegro sufrió demasiado esos días, lo hizo en silencio, esbozó una sonrisa ante él y los demás, fingiendo que de verdad estaban bien las cosas entre ellos, sin embargo, cuando dio la hora, supo que quizá ya lo había perdido para siempre.

Sin embargo, el destino parecía tener algo diferente para ambos, ya que otras semanas después, un desastroso escándalo ataco al mayor, obligándolo a retirarse del servicio militar. Días después, Seunghyun tuvo una sobredosis de medicación, entonces Jiyong perdió razón de sí. No le importo nadie ni nada, fue hasta él cuando estuvo en su casa por fin, si no lo hubieran detenido los managers, se hubiera aparecido en el mismo hospital. Recordaba perfectamente haber ido hasta su casa, para ser rechazado un par de veces, sin embargo, había insistido lo suficiente para cansar al mayor: "Estoy bien, no intente nada Jiyong, simplemente no medí la medicación, así que por favor..."

Semanas después, era de noche, pasaban de las cinco de la tarde y estaban todos reunidos en su estudio, listos para sacar a la luz su nuevo trabajo... su último trabajo en un buen tiempo. Hyunsuk llegó cuando faltaban unos minutos, le dio el honor a Jiyong, quien lo hizo con una sonrisa y un ligero temor, segundos después, su música estaba fuera. Hyunsuk, le preguntó de nuevo si estaba bien con la decisión de no promocionar, él sinceramente dijo que era lo mejor y que entendía la decisión de todos. Y él mismo no quería hacerlo, con lo recién sucedido, no tendría ánimos para presentarse y tener entrevistas, era muy pronto.

Dejó que todos se fueran y se quedó en el estudio. Una hora después Teddy toco a la puerta y llegó con cervezas guardadas en su sudadera, le sonrió y destapó una para cada quien, su fiel amigo se sentó en la silla junto a él y estiro sus pies sobre la mesa. Estiro su lata para brindar con él —Por lo que viene.

—Por lo que viene —dijo el pelinegro con una sonrisa.

Jiyong nunca lo había hablado con Teddy directamente, pero tenía la sensación de que él ya sabía algo sobre lo que tuvo con Seunghyun, más de una vez los salvó por "accidente", así que parecía que sabía algo. O quizá Jiyong tenía esas ideas, de cualquier forma, se sentía bien estando con él, así estuvieran en silencio, luego de trabajar tantos años juntos, y de que el mayor soportara su perfeccionismo. Luego de darle otro trago a su cerveza, el menor recibió un mensaje de su manager, quien preguntaba si seguía en el estudio, respondió que sí, y que pensaba permanecer allí más tiempo. Teddy revisó brevemente los listados de música y volteo a verlo con una sonrisa, pero Jiyong le repitió que no quería saber aún, que era pronto. Pasaron un rato más discutiendo otros temas, recordando sus anteriores álbumes, de cómo Teddy recordaba los berrinches de Jiyong, pasaron un rato entre risas al final.

Escucharon la puerta abrirse y Teddy tuvo más la facilidad de ver quien era, Jiyong lo vio abrir más los ojos y poner una expresión de sorpresa, el menor pensó que sería Hyunsuk o su hermano quizá, pero no, no era alguien así. Seunghyun estaba vestido totalmente de negro, con solo un abrigo verde militar, un tapabocas negro lo cubría también, no parecía mucho ser él, sin embargo, su mirada lo decía todo. Teddy se levantó y se excusó diciendo que los dejaría a solas, Jiyong también se levantó inconscientemente, el alto dejó que saliera, quitó su tapabocas, se aseguró de cerrar la puerta y se acercó al menor con cuidado.

—Hyu...hyung... —musitó torpemente al sentir la cercanía del mayor, Seunghyun lo tomo de los brazos con un poco de fuerza— hyung... ¿Qué haces? —el pelinegro levantó la vista y lo miro a los ojos, correspondiendo la mirada intensa que le daba el otro.

—¿Es para mí?

—¿Qué dices? —dijo cortando la mirada.

—¿Es para mí esa canción? —Jiyong tragó saliva con dificultad, las manos del mayor seguían sosteniéndolo con fuerza y su mirada seguía buscando traspasarlo.

"Me negare solo una vez... por ti Seunghyun" —Es solo una canción.

El mayor aflojó el agarre y lo dejó respirar mejor, aunque aún no se moviera de su posición, el menor sabía que estaba haciendo lo correcto... lo sabía, pero no lo sentía, esas palabras no las sentía —Esta es mi última vez, Jiyong —ninguno se movió, el pelinegro miro al suelo mientras sentía su corazón latir con fuerza, ese día el menor le dijo que era tarde, pero ahora escuchaba la voz del mayor, diciéndole que era la última vez. Lo que Jiyong había estado buscando, lo que quería transmitir con aquella canción, era eso, era una última oportunidad, porque había sentido que lo perdía ya dos veces en unos meses. —Nadie sabe... —citó con esa voz gruesa y masculina, sacándolo por completo de sus pensamientos.

Levantó la vista y se enfrentó a él, "... pero si mi corazón insiste, no te dejaré de nuevo, Seunghyun." —Nosotros siempre sabemos.

Los labios del mayor se pegaron a los suyos con desesperación, con una necesidad que llenaba el ambiente de un dolor palpable, el peso de los recuerdos les llegó de golpe. Jiyong sintió sus lágrimas fluir, sintió como estas fueron besadas por el mayor, estrechando todavía más esa conexión, lo sujeto de la cintura y el mayor se pegó más a él, pronto el beso se volvió más húmedo y lento, ahora no solo el menor lloraba. Ambos estaban abrumados, ambos eran dos corazones perdidos y adoloridos por el tiempo y las injusticias, y ambos corazones conocían el peligro a su alrededor, sin embargo... en ese momento, parecía no haber pesar más grande que estar separados el uno del otro.

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Two Down, Three to Go...

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun

Warnings: Random, rambling fluffiness... Also, if you haven’t read my Nannyverse epic, you’re going to be confused by this. lol

Author’s Note: So... I woke up with a Nannyverse drabble in my head. Inspired by YB’s wedding and a quote from the 1995 remake of Sabrina. (aka. my fave romantic movie) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

You sighed as you climbed the stairs up to your room. You felt so tired, but it was a good sort of tired. The kind of tired that only came from a long day of emotions and fun times.

Once you had the bedroom door open, you immediately sank down onto the bed, pulling a foot into your lap and massaging it gently. Your husband shrugged out of his suit jacket as he walked in & draped it over the arm of the chair in the corner.

“Everything okay, gongju-nim?” Seung Hyun asked as he turned so he could see you.

You looked up to see him, already taking out his cuff links, and you couldn't help but smile. “I'm fine. Just tired.”

He returned your smile, setting his cuff links down on the dresser & then loosening his tie. “I know what you mean. It's been a long time since we've partied like that.”

“Yeah, well... having twins tends to put a damper on your social life.” you told him with a laugh.

“I'm going to go take a shower.” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. “Care to join me?”

You thought about it... you really did. But right now, you were just too tired. So, you stood up and tried to reach the zipper in the back of your dress as you talked. “I think I'll wait until in the morning. Your mom isn't bringing the kids back until noon. That gives me plenty of time.”

“Here...” Seung Hyun rumbled, placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you around. “Let me help you with that.”

He reached out, carefully brushing your hair to the side before taking the zipper in his long fingers, slowly sliding it down with one hand, while the fingertips of his other hand trailed down your spine in it's wake, sending shivers through your body.  

“There...” he said huskily, once he was finished.

“Thanks.” you all but whimpered.

“Any time, _________-ah.”

You watched, breathless, as he all but swaggered into the adjacent bathroom. 'Cocky bastard.' you thought to yourself. Although... you had to admit, he had every right to be. Just one look from him, one suggestion, one touch... and you were like clay in a potters hands, willing and ready to be molded into an exquisite masterpiece.

You quickly changed out of your dress, hanging it carefully in the back of the closet with all the other things you needed to have dry cleaned. Once you had pajamas on, you sat back down on your side of the bed & reached over to the nightstand. You slid open the bottom drawer & rummaged around until you found what you were looking for.

When you had the small, leather bound album in your hands you sat back against the pillows and opened it up. One by one you flipped through the pictures of your own wedding day & you felt your smile grow wider and wider with each passing photo.

There were pictures of your goofball, walking you down the aisle while singing. Pictures of your actual wedding ceremony, of you and Seung Hyun exchanging vows while your bothers looked on, happy tears in their eyes. And the picture of you and Seung Hyun feeding each other cake made you give a watery chuckle. That one was a little blurry, Jiyong had taken it with his phone & sent it to you.  But, you loved it so much that you'd had it printed so you could put it in with the others.

You smiled, knowing that there was another photo in your own phone that you'd have to have printed and added to the album. Taken earlier today... Youngbae's wedding day. You sighed at the thought of the photograph you'd had taken. All 7 of you, smiling happily into the camera.

Yes, seven... now there were seven of you. And, one day, you hoped there would eventually be ten. Today, you gained a sister and, sooner or later, you'd get three more. The idea made you absolutely giddy with excitement. You loved your brothers with all your heart, but there was a certain appeal to having sisters as well.

You envisioned yourself going shopping with them, or to the spa & commiserating over the trials that came with being the wife of an idol. You thought about your children being able to play together. And, of course, you shared your husbands vision of future Big Bang family vacations.

Today had brought a lot of emotions to the surface that you weren't really prepared to feel again. Memories of your own wedding had flooded your mind as you'd watched the ceremony. In fact, it had been a lot like yours. Small, simple and full of love. Everything had been fine until Seung Hyun reached over and took your hand in his, giving it a gentle, loving squeeze. Then the tears had started. You were just so happy, so full of love, you could scarcely believe that this was actually your life.

You were snapped out of your reverie by the bed dipping down beside you.

“Wedding pictures?” Seung Hyun asked, scooting closer so he could look as well.

“Yeah...” you sighed. “Today just got me feeling...”

“Nostalgic?”

You nodded, fingers trailing across the pages of the photo album.

“Do you regret not being able to have a big party?” he asked, a touch of sadness in his voice.

“No... what we had was perfect for us.” you set the album down on the nightstand & slid closer to Seung Hyun, cuddling into his side. You inhaled deeply, a combination of his body wash, clean pajamas and something that was uniquely your husband invading your senses.

“We could have a big anniversary party. Maybe at 10 years?”  he asked, leaning down to kiss your forehead softly.

“Sounds like a date.” you smiled, eyes already drifting closed now that you were secure in his arms.

“Sleep well, gognju-nim.” Seung Hyun breathed quietly against your hair. “Your prince has got you.”