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Sometimes Jiyong wonders… and when his mind starts to wonder, who knows how long it would take to bring him back to reality. Maybe that’s why he’s always looking for something to do; something to distract him. However, the thing that’s distracting him the most is the exact reason why Jiyong’s mind is wondering right now.
“Okay, done. Good job everyone!” Jiyong snapped out of his daze and finally takes in his surroundings. All the Big Bang members have already left the stage and went off to their own ways. Seung Ri and Daesung are already seated on a cushioned red sofa, chugging down the ice cold water to cool them off. Taeyang is engaged in a conversation with the producer, pointing here and there to improve on his new MV, “Look at only me”. Even after scanning the room for anything else new, Jiyong’s eyes still fell upon his distraction.
The last big bang member is still standing on the same spot on the set with a small glass of whatever-it-is in his left hand. Top leans on the black marbled wall with a distant look on his face, tilting the glass ever so slightly, threatening to spill. Top does not notice the dark brown eyes roaming over his tall, hard body clad in a black tux or the way the girl in the MV is approaching him with a crooked smile. Top does not notice any of this and for some reason…it irks Jiyong to no end.
Those brown eyes that were just innocently checking out Top were now small slits that would’ve looked kind of crazy if his glasses were off. Jiyong sees Top tilt his head sideways, acknowledging the girl’s presence and gives a seductive smirk. The girl tosses her long black straight hair and stretches a hand toward Top. Top caresses the girl’s hands and kisses the soft knuckles, never leaving eye contact with the girl. Of course, the girl is now blushing and covering her face with her free hand. Typical fan…
Miraculously, a squeeze toy is conveniently placed in Jiyong’s hands as the two engaged in a small talk. Jiyong leans in close, trying to look as casual as possible with his huge white rimmed glasses. Through his glasses, he can only make out a few of his hyung’s words and the girls high pitched giggles.
“Oh-How lovely!... No that’s alright.” An annoyed sigh escaped pink lips as he wished Top’s voice wasn’t always that low. Jiyong grimaced as another high pitch giggle erupted from across the room, which seemed to be more shrilly compared to TOP’s voice. Tired of leaning forward and jolting back, Jiyong stretched off his seat with his long legs and literally skid to the sofa next to the couple.
Jiyong sighed again as he watched his hyung make simple hand gestures matched with the movement of his lips. Slender hands clenched around the poor toy as the girl became more daring with her touches. He doesn’t know how or why TOP has the ability to attract some many girls. Or why he gets all the sensual parts in the MV or why his deep voice makes you melt into mush or how his broad shoulders makes you want to cry on them or his-
“I will love too.” Huh? Jiyong sat straight up in his seat with a bewildered look and mentally beating himself for drifting off again.
“OH! Really?! Oh thank you so much!” The girl’s hand that was on his shoulder quickly shot to the much larger hands and grasped it tightly. Taken back, TOP hesitantly shook her hands. Jiyong glanced from TOP to the girl in confusion and racked his brain from what he had heard them saying before he started daydreaming.
What? What will he love to do?
“It’s no problem, really.” What’s no problem?! TOP offered a small smile and lightly patted the girl’s shoulder. TOP must have been crazy to think that was the best way in calming someone down, especially a GIRL? If anything, she became even more frenzied and with a happy squeal, trapped TOP in a bear hug.
POP.
Once the toy was placed in Jiyong’s hands, it was game over. All that was left of the fat round squeeze toy was now left in tatters in the slender (yet brutally violent) hand. The head of the toy couldn’t take the pressure and was now happily rolling around the floor with a creepy smile still in place. The sudden pop surprised even Jiyong as he looked from the deflated toy to the rest of the room, especially at TOP.
Taeyang, who was practicing his handstand toppled over at the sudden noise and was now sitting there with a lost puppy look at Jiyong.
The two youngest stared at their Hyung from their odd wrestling positions on the floor. Daesung is sprawled on the floor with his left knee against the maknae’s stomach and his right leg wrapped around his torso. His tanned muscled arm has the maknae in a tight hold (like the one the girl has on TOP) while the other one is pushing Seung Ri’s biting face away. Seung Ri’s body is placed conveniently between Daesung’s legs, using his arms to prevent him from falling down on the tone body underneath him. Jiyong would’ve walked over and joined them if he wasn’t so embarrassed at his current situation.
Jiyong let his dark brown eyes drop, feeling TOP’s eyes burn into his head in question. The leader didn’t even bother looking for TOP’s reaction or whether he returned the girl’s hug afterwards. Pushing his white glasses up to his face, he tried to muster a sheepish smile.
“Haha…Mian Hamnida!” With a curt bow to, more specifically, TOP, he crumbled the broken plastic in his fist and walked out the room in a quick, but awkward steps. He didn’t have to explain himself and he didn’t need to see his distraction anymore. Making sure to crush the teasingly happy face of the toy head, eyes followed the walking stick out of the door; not knowing how much the glasses hid his most honest feature.
-0-0-
Eyes stared groggily from the shiny object hanging on his mirror to the plain white clock by the wall. The Kwon leader would’ve been surprised if he had not been staring at the time for the past…2 hours: 15 minutes: 36 seconds and counting…Usually during these nocturnal hours, those fingers would easily work its magic before he has even thought of anything. This was his working time, where the only sounds you should hear are the rapid scribbling on a surface and the occasional munching on some late night snack.
However, all he hears now is the infuriating ticking that makes him wonder if he always had that beside him on all those nights.
A few hours has already passed since that incident happened. It wouldn’t even classify as an incident since his members probably saw it as one of his usual moodiness of the day. Hell, he even thought that he might be over dramatizing the whole thing, feeling rather foolish for letting this affect his work. Still, he can’t fight the fact that his mind is beginning to wonder again.
Leaning back in his black padded chair with legs perched on top of his unusually clean desk, he let his mind take him over. The thoughts always started out hazy; nothing but the desire to stray from reality. But he knew. He knew before he even started what…or who he was thinking about. It wasn’t too hard really, once you saw the silky black hair, large dark brown eyes, full pink seductive lips…
“Aiish what’s the matter with me?!” the chair creaked from the sudden lost of weight. Jiyong paced across his room, not caring what he kicked or stepped on. The slender teen slapped his beanie-covered head in attempt to knock away the person that filled his mind. It all started from something so simple. It was just a casual thought; something he had carelessly overlooked numerous times.
Flashbacks:
For that one day, the band members decided to skim through their old MV’s that they happen to find in YG’s office. It was one of their rare off day, so what’s better to do than to reminisce?
Their living room instantly became filled with sporadic outbursts of “I look hotter!” and “Are you blind, fool? That’s me!” The boys would end up on the floor wrestling after that. Fingerprints and face marks were left imprinted on the T.V. from rough shoving and eagerness. Even Taeyang, who usually opted to sitting at the sidelines, was getting ready to jump unto his band members piled on the floor.
And then…
“Eh?! Top is being scandalous!” the maknae shouted from underneath four of his other members on the floor.
The boys looked up from their towering position at the T.V., which is showing their current M.V., “With U”.
“Eugh, it’s not scandalous! That was part of the M.V.!” Top grunted, trying to lift himself from the pile of people above him; his hands grabbing the sides of the slender man below him, who happened to be Jiyong.
A squeak was heard from underneath the taller man, as he too was squirming his was out of this human sandwich.
Taeyang, who was now sitting on Daesung’s back, grabbed the black remote to rewind back to the designated part.
“What are we going to do for the rest of the day?” the leader asked offhandedly; waiting for the DVD to rewind. His head tilted upwards from the maknae’s lap to see if anyone would answer. The youngest would’ve been more tensed to feel another guy so near his crotch, but after having so much “experience”, he’s quite an expert on skinship now.
“Shh! Shh!” Top swatted an invisible fly near the leader’s direction to silence him. Dark eyes glared slightly at the taller male before reverting back to the T.V. with a pout.
“Okay. It’s on.” With a small click, the room became silent as they watched Top’s part. His deep, quick rapping filled the ears of those that were listening. Jiyong lifted his head off the baby’s lap slightly and propped himself on his arms to observe his hyung more carefully. Being the leader, he has to make sure that there were no mistakes in their performance.
“Heh Top, aren’t you enjoying yourself a little too much?” Daesung teased with a smirk as the DVD played Top’s seductive voice over the more than willing nuna they hired for the M.V.
“Well, y’know…I am the hottest-“Top winked at his friends. “-and the tallest out of all y’alls.” He stood up and stretched his legs to emphasize his point with a smug smile on his face. Seung Ri swatted the man’s thigh away playfully.
Everyone laughed and threw random objects to shut the man up. “Hey, that’s not fair-,” Taeyang folded his arms and paused the DVD. “How come you always get all the sexy parts in our music videos?” Jiyong’s eyes widen and thought offhandedly…Why does he get all those parts? It’s not like I can’t do any better.
“I wouldn’t call it “sexy parts” hyung! More like “I can’t do anything else” parts!” Daesung joked teasingly, albeit a little lame, Top took offense and growled threateningly.
“Don’t be Hatin’ you little queen.” With that said, the man was instantly on top of him…literally. “Take that back!” the man with the longest nickname grunted, trying to shove his partner away.
Grabbing his beanie covered head; Jiyong knew his head was pounding from all the unnecessary memories of minor details. With a groan, Jiyong’s slender fingers rubbed at his temples to tame the growing headache. He couldn’t even remember why he reminiscing either.
“I can’t believe this.” Another sigh escaped his pink lips as he began smacking his wide forehead with his palm. “I-“ smack “can’t-“ smack “believe- “smack -THIS!”- smack smack smack. As if his forehead did not already match his red beanie, the constant rubbing from his knuckles should bring it out. “Why?” a desperate whimper. “Why do I keep thinking about that FUCKING-“ “Yo…”
The ranting froze, the movement froze, everything froze at this point as Jiyong realized he wasn’t the only one in his room. The boy whirled around and what do y’know, out of all the people that decides to greet him, it’s TOP. Capitalized, underlined three times(and hearts) all around the name.
He can practically hear his heart pound in his ears. His leader-shii skills leaving him nervous and stuttering without his known confidence. “W-What a-are you doing here?” his grip at the end of his shirt tightens.
Leaning against the doorframe, eyes drowsily traveling up and down the slender body before settling on the boy’s face. “What is wrong with you?” Brown eyes widen at the sudden question and the simplicity of it threw him off. What is wrong with me?
“W-what do you mean?” eyebrows furrowed at the question, suddenly feeling angry. “There is nothing wrong with me!” fist clenched tightly. I’m completely fine. “Everything is just FINE!” his voice rising with every word. I am damn normal. “You have no right to ask me that!” Now he doesn’t know who he is convincing anymore, Top or himself?
Indifferent, Top continues to observe the ranting man in front of him. “You’re loud.” Dark eyes blink before narrowing and the man lunged forward with all his frustration and anger fueling him. It was quick and before Jiyong opens his eyes, he finds himself lying on his bed with Top trapping him with his tall form.
Jiyong couldn’t help but blush at the close proximity of the man and struggles against the strong grip on both his arms. “Let go of me!” Long legs kick from underneath Top to throw him off, but he was heavier. Top stared down with controlled eyes that caused the man underneath him to look away, flushed.
Top leans down, lips grazing the earlobe just slightly. “I was sleeping and you woke me up.”
“Yeah?! Well TOUGH!” the man growled. “It’s not fair! Why…?” Jiyong closes his eyes in exhaustion. “Why can’t I stop thinking of you? Why can’t-mmph.” All words were blocked by the surprisingly soft lips on his. Jiyong’s eyes snapped open and shook his head away, detaching his lips from his hyung’s. “No! Don’t-!” Lips descended on his again.
Top kissed and licked the pink lips, willing it to open. Teeth pulled on the bottom lip causing the man underneath him to gasp at the sudden pain. Taking Jiyong’s shock to his advantage, tongue delved deep into his open mouth. The rapper clenched his eyes at the sudden intrusion.
Why is he doing this?
The leader could do nothing as the man on top of him devoured his mouth. Top sucked on the man’s tongue slightly, thoroughly memorizing the unique taste in the man’s mouth. The man lost all the power to fight, allowing the tongue to ravish him. Breathing became difficult and Jiyong shook his head weakly to shake the man off. Top gave one last suck before leaving a string of saliva where their lips connected.
Jiyong gasped, letting air into his burning lungs. Top breathed heavily and left trails of soft kisses on the blushing cheeks. Jiyong turned his head slightly, giving Top access to his pale neck. The rapper licked the beads of sweat on his neck before sucking on the protruding vein. The leader gave shallow breaths, distracted from the treatment on his neck. “W-Why?” the shorter man managed to breathe out.
Top stops and kisses the purple bruise. “Because you’re not the only one,” Top whispered against the neck. “Who stays up thinking, wanting, needing someone.” Jiyong gasped as teeth sank into his neck, sucking and lapping the blood that escaped the broken skin. The freed hands pushed against the older man away slightly. Top looks down in question at the glare directed at him.
“Don’t fuck with me Choi Seung Hyun. I am seriously this close,” the younger man whispered, grabbing unto the many sweaters Top is wearing. Top chuckled at the frustrated man and lightly removed the hands and kissed them gently. “I would never.” Top’s lips found the supple ones again in a sweet chaste kiss. Jiyong sighed softly and reached up to deepen the kiss, but was stopped by the hand on his chest.
Jiyong whimpered slightly and attempted again only to be pushed back into his comfy bed. “Hey, What-!” a hiss escaped as Top slowly grinded against the younger’s cloth crotch. “Ahh…” Jiyong gasped at the friction between him and his hyung.
Continuing his torturous movement, Top sucked gently on the collarbone, using his other hand to slip the beanie off the leader’s head. Jiyong, moaned wantonly and spreads his long legs to allow more friction. Top licks the many love bites on the boy’s chest and almost explodes at the leader’s panting and blushing face. So beautiful…
“Ahh…So…Hot.” GD pants, pulling desperately at the thick sweater of his hyung. The temperature rising with every movement, sweat already forming on their foreheads. Top growled, stopping momentarily to rip off the baggy t-shirt; the jeans and boxers coming off shortly. Top licked his dry lips at the man before him, eyes half-lidded, pink swollen lips panting hard, flushed and blushing. Gods did Top want to fuck him into that bed. Top quickly took this opportunity to suck and nip at the man’s nipples.
“Mmm…Too much…” Jiyong blushed, a bit embarrassed at his incapability to speak after such simple foreplay. But with the constant rubbing on his groin and licking all over his torso can do that to a person. Instead of words, the younger pulled at the black sweater to strip his hyung. Top glanced up from Jiyong’s swollen perked nipple and blew on it. Jiyong shivered, goose bumps forming all over his body. “Strip me.” Usually the one giving orders, Jiyong was a little miffed at the command, but the need to have Top on him, in him was urgent and he set to removing his hyung’s sweater(s).
Moving was difficult, especially from the painful erection that was constantly being rubbed by Top’s knees. Gods the man hasn’t even start using his hands yet. Jiyong fumbled with the thick sweater and quickly pulled it over his hyung’s head. Eyes widen as he met with another obstacle, a thin blue sweater. Top smirked and nodded his head for him to continue. Pink lips drooped slightly, but he complied and almost cursed at seeing yet another T-shirt underneath.
“What the fuck Top!” hissed under his breath, yanking the poor shirt in all directions to relieve some of his frustration. Top chuckled and allowed him to be pulled to and fro before gripping the pale shoulders and pushing Jiyong down. Impatient himself, Top tugged off the shirt, allowing Jiyong to rake his eyes over the tone muscles before him. Under all those clothes all the time, Jiyong cherished the moment and let his tongue mark the canvas displayed.
Top watched, eyes dark with lust, as the younger one continued his exploration down to his chest. Jiyong, being the little minx, sucked the hardening nipple before biting the num causing the man above him to gasp. Taking Top’s surprise to his advantage, the smaller rolled on top of him. Slender fingers danced across the chest before slowly slipping a hand down the man’s boxers, fisting the semi-hard cock. Top groaned, “Ahh…faster.” And the man above him couldn’t help but blush.
In all honesty, Jiyong had no idea what he was doing. Sure, he did a little flirting and perhaps even a few touchies with girls, but what the hell does he do to a GUY? Top looked up and noticed the scarlet blush across his dongsaeng’s face. He quirked an eyebrow. “Baby, you have your hands around my crotch.” Hearing this, Jiyong blushed even harder and realized his body has a mind of its own and it was also very very horney.
Top let out a deep chuckle, before sitting up, cupping the man’s face. “It’s okay, I’ll do it.” Jiyong had no time to decline as he melted into another heated kiss. Top tongued the poor man as he started stroking his hard erection. Jiyong moaned into the kiss, eyes clenched as the stroking became faster.
Too distracted with Top’s fingers, Jiyong didn’t even know he had stopped kissing him and was already between his parted legs. Jiyong couldn’t stop the scream from escaping as Top deep throated his cock. Jiyong peeked through clenched eyes and looked down, and Top was indeed sucking him off. Another moan escaped his swollen lips as Top continued to bob his head, massaging his balls. Top slowly lifted his head, his hand still gripping the cock, watching the man below him panting. Jiyong opened his eyes as he felt two fingers by his lips. “Suck it.” Top whispered; velvet and all. The latter shivered and opened his mouth, allowing the fingers entry. Top watched with dark eyes as his fingers disappeared into the hot mouth, his erection becoming unbearably hard.
“Enough.” Top growled and pulled the lubricated fingers out, placing them near the boy’s pink entrance. The eldest leaned forward. “It’s going to hurt, just a bit, but I need to do this.” The boy nodded, clutching the pillow behind him. Top inserted the first finger, feeling the body under him tense. Jiyong hissed, feeling the numbing discomfort, though not entirely painful. Ahh…it’s not too bad. Jiyong thought offhandedly, already accustomed to the finger. Then the second finger…
Jiyong let out a silent scream, his body trying to push the foreign fingers out. Top stroked the cock faster, kissing the boy below him to distract him from the pain. The fingers twisted, in and out of the boy, stretching him out. Jiyong sighed softly as the fingers left him, fingers releasing the poor fabric underneath him. Top quickly positioned himself between the boy’s legs, his tip by his entrance. “I’m sorry, but I can’t wait any longer.” The older breathed and slowly entered the boy, hands on both his sides.
Brown eyes snapped shut as he was filled with a completely harder and longer than the fingers, back arching from the pain. “Ahh…Top.” Jiyong whimpered; tears forming as his hands nearly ripped the blanket. Top stilled, feeling the tightness around him, panting hard, he leaned forward, placing soft kisses near his face.
As the pain dulled, the younger lifted his hips slightly, causing the man above him to moan deeply. Without another word, Top drew back and slammed against the lithe body below him. The body arched upward, fingers clenching tightly against the blanket as Top continued to ram inside him.
Jiyong tried to meet with the harsh thrusts, sweat already clinging to his body. Top observed the boy underneath him, watching his face as he thrust into the tight heat and he couldn’t find anything more beautiful. Top lifted the body off the bed, hugging him closely to his broad chest.
The rapper gasped at the sudden movement, confusion spreading across his face. All words and thoughts flew out as their new position let Top hit his prostate dead-on.
“Nnhh..Tooop.” Limbs wrapped around the hard body, his erection rubbing against his chest with every thrust. Top licked against Jiyong’s neck, tasting the sweat leaking down. How did I never notice after so long? Top thought, pulling the dark brown hair down, crushing his lips against his. Jiyong moaned, feeling overwhelmed by the mixture of feelings coursing through him. “Mine…” Top whispered in the boy’s ears, feeling the body shiver as he thrust upwards.
“Ahh..Mmm.” Jiyong couldn’t form any words even if he tried as he was slowly nearing his peak. Top growled and gripped the pale hips, slamming the body down on his hard cock. Jiyong screamed, seeing white spots appearing under his eyelids. “Understand?”
“Yeees…Yours.” Jiyong whimpered, nails leaving half-moons across the pale back. “Ahh…Top…So close-ah!” Jiyong clung unto the body as he rode out his orgasm, spurting his cum all over both their bodies. Jiyong’s butt clenched around Top’s cock and after a few more thrusts, Top emptied himself into the body.
Top caught Jiyong from falling over, laying him down on the bed. As their breaths evened, Top slowly pulled out his limp cock. Top lay down, pulling the smaller body towards him. Jiyong sighed happily, laying his head between the crook of his neck.
“Does this mean we’re official?” Jiyong asked, jokingly and seriously.
Top sighed and tilted Jiyong’s face towards him, planting a soft and sweet kiss, expressing his answer through action.
Jiyong smiled into the kiss and snuggled closer to the body, feeling the warmth and realness of it all. “Good answer.” Feeling satisfied, Jiyong drifted off to sleep before whispering a small “I love you.”
Top heard it, feeling his heart pound, he lifted the blankets over their naked bodies.. He couldn’t erase the smile on his face, repeating the words back to the boy, as sleep took him over.
Jiyong smiled and their hearts pound as one.