The Perfectionist [14/?]
Title: The Perfectionist [14/?]
Author: f_i_x_m_e
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
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: 1303
Pairings: GTOP
Author Notes: I have a new layout. :B
Tell me if you like it!
Sorry for the delay, I was really sick. :(
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Seunghyun squinted, a ray of sunshine spilling onto his face. With a groan, he sat up and wiped his eyes. "Jiyong ah...wake up..." There was no answer. Instead, Seunghyun heard footsteps approaching his room. Soon Jiyong walked in, wearing only his boxers, a tray in his hands. On the tray was a plate of french toast covered in syrup and powdered sugar, as well as a cup of coffee. Jiyong smiled softly when he saw his boyfriend sitting up, awake. Setting the tray down, he kissed Seunghyun softly.
"Good morning...I made you something to eat." He said in a soft voice, a peaceful smile on his face. "I hope you don't mind that I used your kitchen." Seunghyun stared at his lover with wide eyes. "N-not at all!" Setting the tray on his lap, he immediately began to eat the breakfast Jiyong had prepared for him. He couldn't help the noises of appreciation he made as he ate; Jiyong was a great cook. He polished off the entire dish in less than 5 minutes, to Jiyong's surprise. Seunghyun set the tray aside, but Jiyong insisted on taking it to the kitchen and washing the dishes right away. Seunghyun smiled to himself. The neat freak.
After putting on his own boxers and a t-shirt, Seunghyun made his way out to the kitchen where Jiyong was, surprising him by wrapping his arms around him from behind. Jiyong stopped washing, his body jolting a bit at the surprise. "Thanks for breakfast, babe...I really liked it." Jiyong smirked and continued washing. "Che...you better have! I woke up early just to make it. And I never wake up early unless I have to." Seunghyun pressed a soft kiss to Jiyong's shoulder. "Aw...you must be drained...especially after last night."Jiyong shivered pleasantly against Seunghyun, recalling last night's events. "Y-yeah...but it was worth being drained." Turning his head, Jiyong kissed Seunghyun softly."To be honest, I'm surprised you can still walk without any help." Seunghyun said once they had pulled away.
Jiyong scoffed and chuckled. "Shut up and dry the dishes!" Seunghyun pouted cutely and obliged. "Yes...dear." A few minutes went by in silence before Seunghyun cleared his throat and spoke up. "...I really do love you, Ji. I haven't said it enough...I'm sorry." Jiyong turned to look at his boyfriend, smiling. "It doesn't matter that you haven't said it much...because when you do say it...I can tell you're sincere..and I can feel it." Seunghyun could feel his knees turning to jelly. Jiyong really was too sweet for his own good. He pulled Jiyong close once more and shared a soft kiss.
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"I can't help but notice that you two have been coming together to work..." Seungri stated, smirking at the couple from his perch on the office chair. Seunghyun set down his bag, smiling softly. Jiyong smiled as well, offering Seungri a non-verbal "thank you". "So...what do you guys have to do today?" "Some preparations for Seunghyun's debut stage on Inkigayo...dancing and such." Jiyong replied, taking a bite of his sandwich. Seunghyun let out a little sound of dissatisfaction. "Jiyong ah...I can't dance..." Jiyong sighed. "You'll be fine, hyung. I can help you with the routine if you need extra practice." Seunghyun merely whined once more in response.
Jiyong set a hand on Seunghyun's back reassuringly. "Look. You didn't think you were a very good singer, and look at you now! Besides, I doubt that the choreography is terribly complicated. Just trust me on this one." He kissed Seunghyun softly, squeezing his hand. Seungri coughed loudly. "Uh hello? I'm still here!" he laughed out, spinning in his chair. "Che, as if you mind. Doesn't it make you happy to see the fruits of your labour, Mr. Matchmaker?" The three men shared a quick laugh before Seunghyun took a quick look at his watch. "We have to go now, Ji..." He took a deep breath and picked his stuff up. "Alright...catch you later, Seungri!" The youngest of the three waved and turned bak to his own work.
On the walk to the dance studio, Jiyong noticed that Seunghyun was extra tense. He couldn't believe someone could be this nervous about something like dancing. "Loosen up hyung...you'll do fine...they'll walk you through it."Seunghyun nodded and squeezed Jiyong's hand. He really was just a big kid. This fact made Jiyong smile to himself. Pulling the door open slowly, Jiyong and Seunghyun found themselves in a room full of dancers and loud music. Jiyong gave Seunghyun's hand a squeeze before taking a seat on one of the benches in the back. Toying with the loose strings on his ripped pants, he watched as Seunghyun went through the moves, seeming to be concentrating very deeply. He lipsynced along with the music and made small errors in his dancing now and then. Jiyong couldn't help the jealousy that bubbled inside of him when Seunghyun had to dance with one of the gorgeous backup dancers. He knew it wasn't his boyfriend's choice, but still. It didn't help that Seunghyun looked really into it.
The choreographer called for a short break, and the dancers flocked around Seunghyun, giving him tips and asking him questions.Jiyong huffed and crossed his arms, slightly annoyed. Seunghyun couldn't help but notice the look of annoyance on the other man's face, and immediately got an idea. Looking up, Jiyong could see that Seunghyun was asking the choreographer something. The choreographer looked confused and pointed at the door. "You should ask Hyun Suk." was the only part of the conversation Jiyong could catch. What was this about? Seunghyun came over to Jiyong and took a sip of his water, smiling softly. A few minutes later, the dancing started up once again.
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Jiyong sat alone in the studio, notebook in hand. Seunghyun had insisted on practicing for the rest of the night, and his boyfriend had grown weary of the sight of Seunghyun dancing with attractive women. He took a sip of his vitamin water and scrawled into his notebook. Was he being immature about the whole thing? He asked himself. Suddenly, Jiyong was roused from his thoughts by the sound of his phone vibrating. "Hello?" "Hey babe. Come to the dance studio. I've got a surprise for you. I'll see you there." And just like that, Seunghyun had hung up. So is this what he was talking to the choreographer about? Picking up his drink and notebook, Jiyong headed down the hall to the elevator, going down a floor. It was awfully quiet, Jiyong noticed. Maybe the rest of the dancers had already gone home.
Slowly, he opened the door to the studio to find the lights dimmed, and Seunghyun sitting on a bench, alone. "...Seunghyun...? Where is everyone?" "I asked Yang sajangnim if I could have the dance studio to myself for a bit tonight." He smiled softly, motioning for Jiyong to come closer. "Huh? Why?" Seunghyun got up and turned on the stereo, a soft and slow melody beginning to play. "I want to dance with you, Jiyong ah." He held out his hand to the other man. Jiyong scoffed, his cheeks burning up slightly. "W-what?" He stood up and took Seunghyun's hand. Wrapping an awrm around his boyfriend's waist, Seunghyun slowly began to move to the music. "Jiyong ah...when I dance with you it actually means something...when I dance with those girls..it means nothing..." Jiyong closed his eyes and rested his head against Seunghyun's shoulder.
"Che, hyung...you really don't know how to treat another man do you...? Inviting me to a slow dance...really...?" He laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Seunghyun's neck. Jiyong would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying this moment.
Author: f_i_x_m_e
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
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: 1303
Pairings: GTOP
Author Notes: I have a new layout. :B
Tell me if you like it!
Sorry for the delay, I was really sick. :(
1|2| 3|4|5| 6| 7| 8| 9|10|11| 12| 13|14
Seunghyun squinted, a ray of sunshine spilling onto his face. With a groan, he sat up and wiped his eyes. "Jiyong ah...wake up..." There was no answer. Instead, Seunghyun heard footsteps approaching his room. Soon Jiyong walked in, wearing only his boxers, a tray in his hands. On the tray was a plate of french toast covered in syrup and powdered sugar, as well as a cup of coffee. Jiyong smiled softly when he saw his boyfriend sitting up, awake. Setting the tray down, he kissed Seunghyun softly.
"Good morning...I made you something to eat." He said in a soft voice, a peaceful smile on his face. "I hope you don't mind that I used your kitchen." Seunghyun stared at his lover with wide eyes. "N-not at all!" Setting the tray on his lap, he immediately began to eat the breakfast Jiyong had prepared for him. He couldn't help the noises of appreciation he made as he ate; Jiyong was a great cook. He polished off the entire dish in less than 5 minutes, to Jiyong's surprise. Seunghyun set the tray aside, but Jiyong insisted on taking it to the kitchen and washing the dishes right away. Seunghyun smiled to himself. The neat freak.
After putting on his own boxers and a t-shirt, Seunghyun made his way out to the kitchen where Jiyong was, surprising him by wrapping his arms around him from behind. Jiyong stopped washing, his body jolting a bit at the surprise. "Thanks for breakfast, babe...I really liked it." Jiyong smirked and continued washing. "Che...you better have! I woke up early just to make it. And I never wake up early unless I have to." Seunghyun pressed a soft kiss to Jiyong's shoulder. "Aw...you must be drained...especially after last night."Jiyong shivered pleasantly against Seunghyun, recalling last night's events. "Y-yeah...but it was worth being drained." Turning his head, Jiyong kissed Seunghyun softly."To be honest, I'm surprised you can still walk without any help." Seunghyun said once they had pulled away.
Jiyong scoffed and chuckled. "Shut up and dry the dishes!" Seunghyun pouted cutely and obliged. "Yes...dear." A few minutes went by in silence before Seunghyun cleared his throat and spoke up. "...I really do love you, Ji. I haven't said it enough...I'm sorry." Jiyong turned to look at his boyfriend, smiling. "It doesn't matter that you haven't said it much...because when you do say it...I can tell you're sincere..and I can feel it." Seunghyun could feel his knees turning to jelly. Jiyong really was too sweet for his own good. He pulled Jiyong close once more and shared a soft kiss.
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"I can't help but notice that you two have been coming together to work..." Seungri stated, smirking at the couple from his perch on the office chair. Seunghyun set down his bag, smiling softly. Jiyong smiled as well, offering Seungri a non-verbal "thank you". "So...what do you guys have to do today?" "Some preparations for Seunghyun's debut stage on Inkigayo...dancing and such." Jiyong replied, taking a bite of his sandwich. Seunghyun let out a little sound of dissatisfaction. "Jiyong ah...I can't dance..." Jiyong sighed. "You'll be fine, hyung. I can help you with the routine if you need extra practice." Seunghyun merely whined once more in response.
Jiyong set a hand on Seunghyun's back reassuringly. "Look. You didn't think you were a very good singer, and look at you now! Besides, I doubt that the choreography is terribly complicated. Just trust me on this one." He kissed Seunghyun softly, squeezing his hand. Seungri coughed loudly. "Uh hello? I'm still here!" he laughed out, spinning in his chair. "Che, as if you mind. Doesn't it make you happy to see the fruits of your labour, Mr. Matchmaker?" The three men shared a quick laugh before Seunghyun took a quick look at his watch. "We have to go now, Ji..." He took a deep breath and picked his stuff up. "Alright...catch you later, Seungri!" The youngest of the three waved and turned bak to his own work.
On the walk to the dance studio, Jiyong noticed that Seunghyun was extra tense. He couldn't believe someone could be this nervous about something like dancing. "Loosen up hyung...you'll do fine...they'll walk you through it."Seunghyun nodded and squeezed Jiyong's hand. He really was just a big kid. This fact made Jiyong smile to himself. Pulling the door open slowly, Jiyong and Seunghyun found themselves in a room full of dancers and loud music. Jiyong gave Seunghyun's hand a squeeze before taking a seat on one of the benches in the back. Toying with the loose strings on his ripped pants, he watched as Seunghyun went through the moves, seeming to be concentrating very deeply. He lipsynced along with the music and made small errors in his dancing now and then. Jiyong couldn't help the jealousy that bubbled inside of him when Seunghyun had to dance with one of the gorgeous backup dancers. He knew it wasn't his boyfriend's choice, but still. It didn't help that Seunghyun looked really into it.
The choreographer called for a short break, and the dancers flocked around Seunghyun, giving him tips and asking him questions.Jiyong huffed and crossed his arms, slightly annoyed. Seunghyun couldn't help but notice the look of annoyance on the other man's face, and immediately got an idea. Looking up, Jiyong could see that Seunghyun was asking the choreographer something. The choreographer looked confused and pointed at the door. "You should ask Hyun Suk." was the only part of the conversation Jiyong could catch. What was this about? Seunghyun came over to Jiyong and took a sip of his water, smiling softly. A few minutes later, the dancing started up once again.
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Jiyong sat alone in the studio, notebook in hand. Seunghyun had insisted on practicing for the rest of the night, and his boyfriend had grown weary of the sight of Seunghyun dancing with attractive women. He took a sip of his vitamin water and scrawled into his notebook. Was he being immature about the whole thing? He asked himself. Suddenly, Jiyong was roused from his thoughts by the sound of his phone vibrating. "Hello?" "Hey babe. Come to the dance studio. I've got a surprise for you. I'll see you there." And just like that, Seunghyun had hung up. So is this what he was talking to the choreographer about? Picking up his drink and notebook, Jiyong headed down the hall to the elevator, going down a floor. It was awfully quiet, Jiyong noticed. Maybe the rest of the dancers had already gone home.
Slowly, he opened the door to the studio to find the lights dimmed, and Seunghyun sitting on a bench, alone. "...Seunghyun...? Where is everyone?" "I asked Yang sajangnim if I could have the dance studio to myself for a bit tonight." He smiled softly, motioning for Jiyong to come closer. "Huh? Why?" Seunghyun got up and turned on the stereo, a soft and slow melody beginning to play. "I want to dance with you, Jiyong ah." He held out his hand to the other man. Jiyong scoffed, his cheeks burning up slightly. "W-what?" He stood up and took Seunghyun's hand. Wrapping an awrm around his boyfriend's waist, Seunghyun slowly began to move to the music. "Jiyong ah...when I dance with you it actually means something...when I dance with those girls..it means nothing..." Jiyong closed his eyes and rested his head against Seunghyun's shoulder.
"Che, hyung...you really don't know how to treat another man do you...? Inviting me to a slow dance...really...?" He laughed softly and wrapped his arms around Seunghyun's neck. Jiyong would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying this moment.