Title: Addiction
Author:
blaqkyouya /kyouya-sama
Length: Drabble Series
Pairing: YBGD-GTOP.
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angst, Dark, Drama
Summary: Just how twisted Jiyong's reality was?
A/N: This's pure fiction, I'm not dissing any of BB member. I'm new to BB so their history might not be accurate with this fic since this's my 1st BB fic ever. Anyway, hope U enjoy it.
ZERO
맨정신이 난 힘들어
It’s hard for me to be sober
아무것도 할 수가 없어
I can’t do anything
맨정신이 난 제일 싫어
I hate being sober
너 없인 잠들 수가 없어
I can’t fall asleep without you
Jiyong frowned at his own writing. The lyric was too depressing and he had to do something about it or else he knew it would be rejected. Sighing, the leader of Big Bang, one of South Korea most popular idol group, closed his eyes as he imagined himself looking at an endless meadow paradise.
Melody began to play inside his head, it sounded like a happy and going crazy melody. It would mask the lyric well. Satisfied, Jiyong started to scribble down the note and experienced with instruments in front of him. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours.
Then, it was finished. At that time, Jiyong had no idea it would be one of D Album songs titled ‘Sober’. All he knew was there would be series project for Big Bang comeback and he wished it would turn out well. He knew all the expectation around him, it would turn to big hit, or else Jiyong would probably kill himself, literally; like those endless time he had tried.
“Jiyong ah, you still here?” a voice he knew so well echoed as a tall figure got inside the composing room. It’s no other than the visual Choi Seunghyun or he was rather called TOP.
“Um…” Jiyong nodded as he got up from his seat,” I just finished…”
“You shouldn’t stay too late, everyone has gone home,” Seunghyun said and he helped Jiyong gathered his belonging. Jiyong smiled and thanked the oldest one as they turned everything off. As they left the room, they noticed almost no one was left in their office building.
“Come on,” Seunghyun pulled the leader’s hand as they walked into the parking lot. It was warm, a little bit hot, if Jiyong had to be frank. But at least he wasn’t alone. It was hard to be alone without anyone around him. He smiled ironically at how insecure he was. Jiyong couldn’t help it as flashes of his past haunted him; being abandoned by fans and even by the one who had taught him how to love. Everything turned out to be sick addiction instead of love. So Jiyong stopped believe in love.
“Seriously stop making that face,” Seunghyun stopped so suddenly as Jiyong almost lost his balance. He was caught off guard as a pair of warm lips conquered his. Logic left his head, screw everything, he didn’t even care if anyone saw them. At least Jiyong wasn’t alone now…