[FANFIC] ADDICTION (2)
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.
TWO
Jiyong felt like he was on the top of the world and on the deepest level of hell at the same time. He had it all, name it; fame, money, talent, and almost everything one could wish for. Yet, he knew he had nothing at all in the same time. There was no privacy; everyone was looking at him 24/7. It amazed and trilled him that he could affect so much people. Yet, it scared him to death what those people could and would do once they knew the real him; the fragile and broken Jiyong.
“You’re seriously too clingy…” Youngbae’s voice echoed inside his head. Yet, he couldn’t help it. Youngbae was his only salvation, his first love, his addiction. Youngbae kept him sane.
“Stop it, Jiyong ah. She’s only a friend. We might work together in the future so we should try to have good relationship,” Youngbae’s endless reasons deafened Jiyong’s surrounding. Jiyong knew he was being unreasonable, easily got jealous over small thing. Yet, Jiyong couldn’t suppress his feeling; he loved Youngbae so much, even more than he loved himself.
That’s why Jiyong started to look another way out. At first, he only took it when Youngbae wasn’t around. Yet, it was bound to be found. Youngbae clearly didn’t like him keeping what left of his sanity.
“Are you crazy? Throw that shit away!” Youngbae’s angry and disappointed voice sent tremendous tremble all over his body. Tears started to stream down from Jiyong’s eyes. He felt like dying and he wondered if disappearing would solve his problem.
Jiyong knew he was playing with Youngbae’s patient. Yet, he couldn’t get rid of it. Jiyong needed it to put himself together. He played it well and no one noticed; the public kept seeing him as the multi-talented G-Dragon; his fans were going crazy over him forever; his group was doing well in almost everything.
They had trained for years, especially Jiyong. He had leant not to fuck it up and it worked; at least until last week, when the news broke out. He was tested positive and everything went upside down. Youngbae didn’t even to talk to him; Seungri cried on him; Seunghyun tried his best to act as nothing happened; Daesung was busy with his own problem. Big Bang was on the verge of break up or so the public thought.
His fans dissed him; the very people he thought would stand by him no matter what. Jiyong knew it was partly his fault; he hated himself more because of it. Once he tried to really end it all, overdosing seemed like a good way since he was too coward to jump or hang himself. Yet, a person he never thought would check on him stopped him.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Seunghyun’s surprised and worried voice echoed and tore Jiyong’s heart. Seunghyun cried and begged Jiyong to live. Even now, Jiyong still couldn’t believe he made TOP cried. Laughing by himself as he took gulped another glass, Jiyong told himself; at least there’s one who still cared of him. His action still affected people around him, much more than he thought. So he decided to suck it up and live for now.
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.
TWO
Jiyong felt like he was on the top of the world and on the deepest level of hell at the same time. He had it all, name it; fame, money, talent, and almost everything one could wish for. Yet, he knew he had nothing at all in the same time. There was no privacy; everyone was looking at him 24/7. It amazed and trilled him that he could affect so much people. Yet, it scared him to death what those people could and would do once they knew the real him; the fragile and broken Jiyong.
“You’re seriously too clingy…” Youngbae’s voice echoed inside his head. Yet, he couldn’t help it. Youngbae was his only salvation, his first love, his addiction. Youngbae kept him sane.
“Stop it, Jiyong ah. She’s only a friend. We might work together in the future so we should try to have good relationship,” Youngbae’s endless reasons deafened Jiyong’s surrounding. Jiyong knew he was being unreasonable, easily got jealous over small thing. Yet, Jiyong couldn’t suppress his feeling; he loved Youngbae so much, even more than he loved himself.
That’s why Jiyong started to look another way out. At first, he only took it when Youngbae wasn’t around. Yet, it was bound to be found. Youngbae clearly didn’t like him keeping what left of his sanity.
“Are you crazy? Throw that shit away!” Youngbae’s angry and disappointed voice sent tremendous tremble all over his body. Tears started to stream down from Jiyong’s eyes. He felt like dying and he wondered if disappearing would solve his problem.
Jiyong knew he was playing with Youngbae’s patient. Yet, he couldn’t get rid of it. Jiyong needed it to put himself together. He played it well and no one noticed; the public kept seeing him as the multi-talented G-Dragon; his fans were going crazy over him forever; his group was doing well in almost everything.
They had trained for years, especially Jiyong. He had leant not to fuck it up and it worked; at least until last week, when the news broke out. He was tested positive and everything went upside down. Youngbae didn’t even to talk to him; Seungri cried on him; Seunghyun tried his best to act as nothing happened; Daesung was busy with his own problem. Big Bang was on the verge of break up or so the public thought.
His fans dissed him; the very people he thought would stand by him no matter what. Jiyong knew it was partly his fault; he hated himself more because of it. Once he tried to really end it all, overdosing seemed like a good way since he was too coward to jump or hang himself. Yet, a person he never thought would check on him stopped him.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Seunghyun’s surprised and worried voice echoed and tore Jiyong’s heart. Seunghyun cried and begged Jiyong to live. Even now, Jiyong still couldn’t believe he made TOP cried. Laughing by himself as he took gulped another glass, Jiyong told himself; at least there’s one who still cared of him. His action still affected people around him, much more than he thought. So he decided to suck it up and live for now.