The Perfectionist [11/?]
Title: The Perfectionist [11/?]
Author: f_i_x_m_e
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. (Eventually it will be NC-17)
Summary: Jiyong is the newest producer at YG Entertainment, but his perfectionism prevents him from completing songs.
When he hears the singing voice of the man that lives next door he is immediately enraptured.
Will this be the voice that will finally fit just right in his songs?
Genre: AU, Romance, Humour, Angst
Word Count: 711
Pairings: GTOP
Author Notes: I know it's short, but I feel like it stands alone and wouldn't be as powerful if I went any farther.
Enjoy!
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After what felt like an eternity, the kiss was broken and Jiyong pulled back slightly to look into the other man's dark, mysterious eyes. They were watery, and Jiyong was quite shocked at the sight. "Seunghyun...why..?" He caressed his cheek softly, worried, but enamored by the sight. Seunghyun wrapped an arm around the other's thin waist. "It's just...I was so heartbroken after my girlfriend and I broke up...but it lead me to you...I never would've imagined...That day I met you in the restaurant..." he stopped momentarily to smirk a bit at the memory. "...but here we are.."
Jiyong felt like his insides were melting. However, there was something that was still nagging at him. "Seunghyun...you know how you said you sing in the shower...?" The other man nodded. "This is going to sound ridiculous...fuck...but...I could hear you. And trust me...I've heard many people sing before...but you...your voice..just..amazed me..." He felt his cheeks burning up, and stopped, closing his eyes. "...You listened to me sing...? ...You really are a weird one!" "Seunghyun...." Jiyong sighed softly, embarassed. "Yah...I'm honoured...I have a hot stalker!"
Jiyong rolled his eyes, but was relieved that Seunghyun wasn't too freaked out. He felt Seunghyun squeeze his hand, becoming serious. "Jiyong..." "...Yeah?" "Stay here tonight...please?" Jiyong felt that same melting feeling once more. This man was more childish than he seemed. "A-Alright..." Without a word, Seunghyun took Jiyong's hand and lead him to his bedroom. Jiyong couldn't believe this was actually happening. A few weeks ago, they had just met on a bad note. But now, things were completely different. Once inside Seunghyun's room, he turned on a lamp, illuminating it's interior. It was lined with all different kinds of collectables. Jiyong wondered if the extra money left over from his high wage was spent on them.
"Jiyong ah...are you okay? You don't have to do this if you don't want to..." A frown formed on Seunghyun's features. Jiyong turned around, immediately pulling Seunghyun close, their lips crashing together. Seunghyun's hands moved down to wrap around Jiyong's waist, and he kissed him back languidly, his eyes fluttering closed. "It isn't that..." Jiyong began once the kiss was broken. "I just can't believe I have you...I mean...what am I saying...I don't have you...a few kisses and staying the night doesn't automatically signify that..." Seunghyun raised an eyebrow at Jiyong's rant. "...You have me, Jiyong." "I-...what?" Seunghyun pulled Jiyong close against him, kissing the top of his head. "You're my boyfriend!" He smiled that childish smile of his, squeezing Jiyong tighter.
"Y-yah...says who?" "...So, you don't want to be my boyfriend?" "...I never said that." "Then it's settled! Yongie is mine!" Jiyong blushed at the petname. "You've already got a petname for me?" Seunghyun laughed sheepishly. "I've wanted to call you it for awhile, actually..." He pouted, his lower lip protruding adorably. "Don't pout, Seunghyun...You can call me Yongie if you want!" The smile returned to his face, and he kissed the top of Jiyong's head.
After getting ready for bed, the couple slipped under the covers. Seunghyun wore a hoodie and pajama pants, while Jiyong wore just his boxers. He felt a bit exposed, but it was the only way he could sleep. The lamp was turned off, and soon, Jiyong felt a hand snaking around his body, pulling him back against Seunghyun's form. His breath caught in his throat. "Relax...I'm not going to do anything...Well, not tonight at least. I just want to feel you against me..." The words stirred something deep inside Jiyong, and he shifted to face Seunghyun, nuzzling into his neck, and inhaling his scent. He smelled unbelievably good, Jiyong noted.
Seunghyun ran his fingers down Jiyong's chest, admiring his lover. "...You really are beautiful, you know..." Jiyong blushed slightly, but remained silent. Seunghyun traced along Jiyong's skin, feeling his muscles tense and eventually relax. Jiyong closed his eyes, mumbling against Seunghyun's neck. "Sing for me...I want to hear you..." And Seunghyun did, still tracing lines along the other man's skin, enraptured. The combination of both gave Jiyong goosebumps, and before long, he fell asleep.
Author: f_i_x_m_e
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter. (Eventually it will be NC-17)
Summary: Jiyong is the newest producer at YG Entertainment, but his perfectionism prevents him from completing songs.
When he hears the singing voice of the man that lives next door he is immediately enraptured.
Will this be the voice that will finally fit just right in his songs?
Genre: AU, Romance, Humour, Angst
Word Count: 711
Pairings: GTOP
Author Notes: I know it's short, but I feel like it stands alone and wouldn't be as powerful if I went any farther.
Enjoy!
1|2| 3|4|5| 6| 7| 8| 9|10|11
After what felt like an eternity, the kiss was broken and Jiyong pulled back slightly to look into the other man's dark, mysterious eyes. They were watery, and Jiyong was quite shocked at the sight. "Seunghyun...why..?" He caressed his cheek softly, worried, but enamored by the sight. Seunghyun wrapped an arm around the other's thin waist. "It's just...I was so heartbroken after my girlfriend and I broke up...but it lead me to you...I never would've imagined...That day I met you in the restaurant..." he stopped momentarily to smirk a bit at the memory. "...but here we are.."
Jiyong felt like his insides were melting. However, there was something that was still nagging at him. "Seunghyun...you know how you said you sing in the shower...?" The other man nodded. "This is going to sound ridiculous...fuck...but...I could hear you. And trust me...I've heard many people sing before...but you...your voice..just..amazed me..." He felt his cheeks burning up, and stopped, closing his eyes. "...You listened to me sing...? ...You really are a weird one!" "Seunghyun...." Jiyong sighed softly, embarassed. "Yah...I'm honoured...I have a hot stalker!"
Jiyong rolled his eyes, but was relieved that Seunghyun wasn't too freaked out. He felt Seunghyun squeeze his hand, becoming serious. "Jiyong..." "...Yeah?" "Stay here tonight...please?" Jiyong felt that same melting feeling once more. This man was more childish than he seemed. "A-Alright..." Without a word, Seunghyun took Jiyong's hand and lead him to his bedroom. Jiyong couldn't believe this was actually happening. A few weeks ago, they had just met on a bad note. But now, things were completely different. Once inside Seunghyun's room, he turned on a lamp, illuminating it's interior. It was lined with all different kinds of collectables. Jiyong wondered if the extra money left over from his high wage was spent on them.
"Jiyong ah...are you okay? You don't have to do this if you don't want to..." A frown formed on Seunghyun's features. Jiyong turned around, immediately pulling Seunghyun close, their lips crashing together. Seunghyun's hands moved down to wrap around Jiyong's waist, and he kissed him back languidly, his eyes fluttering closed. "It isn't that..." Jiyong began once the kiss was broken. "I just can't believe I have you...I mean...what am I saying...I don't have you...a few kisses and staying the night doesn't automatically signify that..." Seunghyun raised an eyebrow at Jiyong's rant. "...You have me, Jiyong." "I-...what?" Seunghyun pulled Jiyong close against him, kissing the top of his head. "You're my boyfriend!" He smiled that childish smile of his, squeezing Jiyong tighter.
"Y-yah...says who?" "...So, you don't want to be my boyfriend?" "...I never said that." "Then it's settled! Yongie is mine!" Jiyong blushed at the petname. "You've already got a petname for me?" Seunghyun laughed sheepishly. "I've wanted to call you it for awhile, actually..." He pouted, his lower lip protruding adorably. "Don't pout, Seunghyun...You can call me Yongie if you want!" The smile returned to his face, and he kissed the top of Jiyong's head.
After getting ready for bed, the couple slipped under the covers. Seunghyun wore a hoodie and pajama pants, while Jiyong wore just his boxers. He felt a bit exposed, but it was the only way he could sleep. The lamp was turned off, and soon, Jiyong felt a hand snaking around his body, pulling him back against Seunghyun's form. His breath caught in his throat. "Relax...I'm not going to do anything...Well, not tonight at least. I just want to feel you against me..." The words stirred something deep inside Jiyong, and he shifted to face Seunghyun, nuzzling into his neck, and inhaling his scent. He smelled unbelievably good, Jiyong noted.
Seunghyun ran his fingers down Jiyong's chest, admiring his lover. "...You really are beautiful, you know..." Jiyong blushed slightly, but remained silent. Seunghyun traced along Jiyong's skin, feeling his muscles tense and eventually relax. Jiyong closed his eyes, mumbling against Seunghyun's neck. "Sing for me...I want to hear you..." And Seunghyun did, still tracing lines along the other man's skin, enraptured. The combination of both gave Jiyong goosebumps, and before long, he fell asleep.