Juggling Jobs (4/?)
Title: Juggling Jobs (4/?)
Fandom: Big Bang
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, Seunghyun, Daesung, Youngbae, Seungri, (SUJU): Heechul, Leeteuk
Warning: Romance. Action. Eventual NC-17. Crude language eventually.
Summary: Kwon Jiyong was a genius when it came to love. Well, he thought he was a genius when it came to love. Everyone else thought he was a genius when it came to solving crimes. In the end, it was all the same thing, right?
Author's Note: See any mistakes? Tell me about them, please.
Previous Chapter = |1|2|3|
Jiyong took a look at himself in the mirror and smiled. He had gelled his hair back completely and put in a lighter shade of contacts. On top of that he wore a pair of plastic black frames that held clear glass. It was a fashion statement, he realized, that he could probably enjoy. He needed to get into the kinds of fashions that people his age liked.
Squinting at his image in the mirror, he decided that he could add some color to his hair. Looking around his bathroom, he found professional hair powder so dust into his hair. It came out to be a blond shade and he smiled. He liked that.
Retreating back into his closet, he pulled out the most extravagant and colorful outfit he could find. Doning that, he twirled in the mirror and nodded with a satisfactory approval. He would not be recognized by any of the group members from earlier today. The face makeup made sure of that. It paled his face considerably and the lip gloss gave it a shine.
Satisfied with his whole outfit, he moved to get his phone and gun. There next to his phone was Hero's card and he smiled. Maybe he would call the boy later. Putting the card and his phone into his pocket, he moved to tuck the gun into the side waistband of his pants. Covering it with his shirt, he smoothed himself over so that t couldn't be seen.
The boy that looked back at him in the mirror was not Kwon Jiyong, but one of the personas that he used. Reaching into a drawer, he pulled an I.D card out and smiled. The boy in the picture matched the one in the mirror almost exactly, save for the outfit. He placed the I.D into the same pocket his wallet was in and turned away. He was ready now.
No, the mission.
Jiyong searched around until he found a small device used for a phone. It would secure all of Seunghyu's numbers off of his phone, the main objective of tonight. Now he was ready.
For all the people knew, Jiyong was at home recovering from shock, though there really wasn't any shock to recover from.
Yungwon was ready to play.
_-_-_
The big man that was acting as a body guard was imposing on Jiyong's personal space. “Can I help you?” Jiyong asked.
“You're being asked for,” the man said. His voice was steel over the loud base of the music and Jiyong admired it.
“Can I ask who?” he wondered.
“My boss,” the man grunted and turned, expecting for Jiyong to follow him.
Jiyong smiled and nodded. He hadn't expected this, but it would be fine. It would even help his plan. He scurried after the man and followed him to the special V.I.P section where he had seen Seunghyun disappear off into.
Jiyong had been all over different guys all night, guys who looked like Seunghyun and Heechul. Seunghyun because the man was just his style, and Heechul because it was what was going to get him into that V.I.P box.
“Come in!” a voice called from inside the room on the second floor. The body gurad moved so that Jiyong could walk by him and open the door. Slipping the door open, he quietly stepped in. Inside the room sat the same group of people from dinner, which reminded Jiyong that he hadn't eaten.
“Come here,” Heechul said as he motioned for Jiyong to come sit next to him. The called boy followed and sat down next to his unknowing coworker. “Now, I'm Heechul. Over there is Seunghyun, the owner.”
“I'm Daesung and this is Youngbae,” Daesung introduced.
Seungri stood up and sauntered over to Jiyong and sat on his other side. “Hey sexy,” he muttered as he leaned in to whisper into the boy's ear. “I'm Seungri. What's your name?”
Jiyong smiled as he relaxed into Seungri's touch. “Yungwon,” he announce. “And I have to ask, why am I here?”
“I'll answer that,” Heechul announced. He wrapped an arm around Jiyong and brought him closer, forcing Seungri to move closer. “We saw you out on the floor and couldn't help but wonder why such a beauty like yourself was alone.”
Jiyong's eyes shifted over to Seunghyun and the man froze. Something about the way Jiyong looked seemed to exciten the man.
“Because I'm holding out for someone,” he answered. “Someone I deem to be special.” His eyes were locked with Seunghyun's as he spoke, showing everyone else in the room just who he was after.
“I see,” Seunghyun finally spoke up. Standing, the man smiled. “Everyone out. Except for you, Yungwon.” Jiyong's alias sounded like venom on the man's tongue and he knew he had been caught.
Heechul and Seungri reluctantly pulled away from the boy and left behind Daesung and Youngbae.
“What are you doing here?” Seunghyun asked once the door had shut and the room was left in muted music.
“Enjoying myself,” Jiyong replied with a grin. He stood up and walked over to the other at his own pace. “You should try it.”
Seunghyun turned around and moved to sit in his previous seat, a leather desk chair. Jiyong followed the man and surprised him by climbing onto his lap, a knee on each side of his legs.
“So, about that enjoyment,” he began as he leaned closer. Seunghyun's eyes flickered with something Jiyong identified as lust and he allowed himself to grin. Leaning in closer, he gave a puff of warm air to travel across Seunghyun's face.
“I don't do enjoyment,” Seunghyun stated with a deadpan voice, but his eyes were open windows.
“But you would like to,” Jiyong whispered. He closed the distance between them and kissed Seunghyun on the lips. The man made no move to respond, but Jiyong was still happy at his success.
Pulling back, he gave the man a once over. “Devestating,” he whispered.
“Dangerous,” Seunghyun corrected.
“That too,” he replied with a shrug..
“So, if I remember correctly, Heechul said your name was Jiyong?” The line confirmed that Seunghyun saw through his disguise.
“How did you know?” he asked, now curious how his makeup had not fooled the man.
The man shrugged and leaned back away from Jiyong. “The look on your face from earlier today was the same as just now. When you talked about someone special.”
Jiyong smiled and nodded. He leaned forward and wrapped an arm around Seunghyun's neck and kissed him on the lips. “I'm claiming you,” he announced.
“Claiming?” Seunghyun lifted an eyebrow artfully and Jiyong grinned.
“As my boyfriend. It's for your own protection, so just go with it,” he explained with a knowing shake of his head. He leaned in give Seunghyun a peck on the lips.
“I don't do relationships,” Seunghyun stated, but Jiyong brushed him off.
“I don't do rejection,” he replied in answer. “And, anyway, it's for your own protection.”
“From who?”
Jiyong smiled and poked Seunghyun on the nose. “The world, silly.”
_-_-_
“I wonder what they're doing in there,” Daesung mused.
“I hope Yungwon isn't trying to get into our leader's pants,” Seungri grumbled. “Even I can't do that.”
“I doubt it,” Youngbae replied. They all sat at the bar, waiting for Seunghyun to come down with Yungwon. “But it makes me curious.”
“I wish Jiyong could be with Seunghyun,” Heechul spoke up after his third drink. “Because I want Yungwon.”
“No! I want him!” Seungri announced.
“You're too young,” Heechul pointed out. “You're not even allowed to be here. I should take you in for being underage.”
Seungri poked his tongue out at Heechul and sneered. “You wouldn't,” he replied. Seunghyun wouldn't like that.”
“True,” Heechul grumbled. He pulled another glass of beer to himself and sipped at it.
“Hey guys!”
All four boys looked up to see Yungwon walk over with Seunghyun close behind.
“Master, get me a drink,” he called out to the bartender. He turned back to the group and grinned. “So, how is everyone since we last saw each other fifteen minutes ago?”
“Good!” Daesung called out, but Seungri's eyes had- caught on something. His eyes had caught onto the way Yungwon stood close to Seunghyun. It was as if...
“You have got to be kidding me!” he cried out as he stood from his stool. His finger pointed at Yungwon, then to Seunghyun. “Something happened!” he accused. “What is it?”
Yungwon smiled. “Hi, nice to meet you! I am now dating Seunghyun. Please take care of me!”
-_-_-
“I think I killed them,” Jiyong whispered to Seunghyun. “But, then again, you have never dated anyone after that, so I don't think they know how to take it.”
Seunghyun glared at Jiyong, but kept silent. He grunted in surprise when Jiyong's hand slipped into his and they were holding hands.
“Don't act so surprised,” Jiyong said aloud, but it was still directed to Seunghyun.
“How can we not be surprised?” Youngbae asked. “He hasn't dated since then!”
“Then?” Jiyong asked, feigning ignorance. “What was 'then'?”
Daesung groaned as Seungri was still shocked into silence.
“When I had a fiancé,” Seunghyun replied darkly.
“You were engaged?” Jiyong asked. “What happened?”
Seunghyun's glare could not be beat by anyone else's, but Daesung and Youngbae tried. “She offed herself,” Heechul spoke up.
“Suicide?” Jiyong asked. This wasn't new, but he liked to pretend it was.
_-_-_
”So, you're just going to keep pretending you're Yungwon?” Seunghyun asked before they opened the door to the VIP section.
“Of course,” Jiyong replied. “Heechul already knows too much about me. And truthfully, I don't know that much about him.”
“He's a police officer, it's a given.”
“I'm-” Jiyong stopped and looked at Seunghyun. Was it not known that he was also an officer? How had Heechul done that? “I remember,” he replied slowly.
“So, you're Yungwon. What is Yungwon's job?”
“A pencil pusher at some big name company,” Jiyong replied distractedly. He had a mission this morning, and the tool he needed was in his pocket. All he needed now was to get Seunghyun's phone. Which might involve getting his pants off. Might.
“Alright, let's go down.”
_-_-_
“I'm glad Seunghyun's finally doing something else than brooding,” Youngbae replied. “That's all I'm really worried about.”
“I'm going to dance,” Seungri announced, his voice stern. He moved away from the group and Seunghyun nodded.
“Not a bad idea,” he replied. Turning to Jiyong, he smiled. “You?” Jiyong saw his opportunity and smiled.
“Nah, I'm good,” he replied.
“Then can you hold these for me?” Seunghyun asked, taking out his phone and money clip out. “Thieves on the floor and it's my place.”
He moved away and Jiyong looked after him, holding the phone and money clip close to him.
“Lucky,” Daesung commented as he moved out onto the dance floor.
“I'm off to party!” Heechul announced with a wide grin. “And catch me a nice looking kid like you.”
Jiyong moved to sit next to Youngbae. “You're not dancing?” he asked.
“Seunghyun never dances,” Youngbae replied slowly. “He's happy.”
Jiyong lifted an eyebrow and frowned. “He owns a night club,” he pointed out. “And he doesn't dance?”
Youngbae chuckled and nodded his head. His hand was wrapped around a glass of what looked like whisky, but it looked full. “He's an odd one, I admit,” he mused. “But he's ours.”
Jiyong knew what would happen next. The generic “if you hurt him, we will kill you.” It was something he looked forward to.
“So, if you hurt him,” Youngbae continued, “We'll have to buy you a round of drinks.”
Jiyong choked, both amused and confused. “Drinks?” he asked. “Isn't that a bit harsh?”
Youngbae shook his head and smiled. “No. If he feels any emotion at all, you would have done a good job.”
Jiyong discreetly slipped the phone into his pocket where he had put the phone accessory. Moving his hand, he plugged the accessory into the power slot and waited. This would get all the numbers and everything off of the phone. This would secure his mission for tonight.
His own phone range then and Jiyong chuckled. “Sorry, go to take this.” Youngbae waved him off and finally took a sip of his drink.
Jiyong turned back to his own phone and read the word flashing across the screen. “SE7EN”.
“Hello?” he answered in English.
“Is it done?”
Jiyong rolled his eyes and sighed. “Of course it is. Who do you take me for? Hero?” Se7en chuckled and Jiyong prided himself that he had made his boss laugh.
“No, but his performance was something else, wasn't it?”
“It was,” Jiyong replied in Korean. “Look, I'm at the club. Need to party. I'll see you tomorrow.”
”Fine.
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Fandom: Big Bang
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, Seunghyun, Daesung, Youngbae, Seungri, (SUJU): Heechul, Leeteuk
Warning: Romance. Action. Eventual NC-17. Crude language eventually.
Summary: Kwon Jiyong was a genius when it came to love. Well, he thought he was a genius when it came to love. Everyone else thought he was a genius when it came to solving crimes. In the end, it was all the same thing, right?
Author's Note: See any mistakes? Tell me about them, please.
Previous Chapter = |1|2|3|
Jiyong took a look at himself in the mirror and smiled. He had gelled his hair back completely and put in a lighter shade of contacts. On top of that he wore a pair of plastic black frames that held clear glass. It was a fashion statement, he realized, that he could probably enjoy. He needed to get into the kinds of fashions that people his age liked.
Squinting at his image in the mirror, he decided that he could add some color to his hair. Looking around his bathroom, he found professional hair powder so dust into his hair. It came out to be a blond shade and he smiled. He liked that.
Retreating back into his closet, he pulled out the most extravagant and colorful outfit he could find. Doning that, he twirled in the mirror and nodded with a satisfactory approval. He would not be recognized by any of the group members from earlier today. The face makeup made sure of that. It paled his face considerably and the lip gloss gave it a shine.
Satisfied with his whole outfit, he moved to get his phone and gun. There next to his phone was Hero's card and he smiled. Maybe he would call the boy later. Putting the card and his phone into his pocket, he moved to tuck the gun into the side waistband of his pants. Covering it with his shirt, he smoothed himself over so that t couldn't be seen.
The boy that looked back at him in the mirror was not Kwon Jiyong, but one of the personas that he used. Reaching into a drawer, he pulled an I.D card out and smiled. The boy in the picture matched the one in the mirror almost exactly, save for the outfit. He placed the I.D into the same pocket his wallet was in and turned away. He was ready now.
No, the mission.
Jiyong searched around until he found a small device used for a phone. It would secure all of Seunghyu's numbers off of his phone, the main objective of tonight. Now he was ready.
For all the people knew, Jiyong was at home recovering from shock, though there really wasn't any shock to recover from.
Yungwon was ready to play.
_-_-_
The big man that was acting as a body guard was imposing on Jiyong's personal space. “Can I help you?” Jiyong asked.
“You're being asked for,” the man said. His voice was steel over the loud base of the music and Jiyong admired it.
“Can I ask who?” he wondered.
“My boss,” the man grunted and turned, expecting for Jiyong to follow him.
Jiyong smiled and nodded. He hadn't expected this, but it would be fine. It would even help his plan. He scurried after the man and followed him to the special V.I.P section where he had seen Seunghyun disappear off into.
Jiyong had been all over different guys all night, guys who looked like Seunghyun and Heechul. Seunghyun because the man was just his style, and Heechul because it was what was going to get him into that V.I.P box.
“Come in!” a voice called from inside the room on the second floor. The body gurad moved so that Jiyong could walk by him and open the door. Slipping the door open, he quietly stepped in. Inside the room sat the same group of people from dinner, which reminded Jiyong that he hadn't eaten.
“Come here,” Heechul said as he motioned for Jiyong to come sit next to him. The called boy followed and sat down next to his unknowing coworker. “Now, I'm Heechul. Over there is Seunghyun, the owner.”
“I'm Daesung and this is Youngbae,” Daesung introduced.
Seungri stood up and sauntered over to Jiyong and sat on his other side. “Hey sexy,” he muttered as he leaned in to whisper into the boy's ear. “I'm Seungri. What's your name?”
Jiyong smiled as he relaxed into Seungri's touch. “Yungwon,” he announce. “And I have to ask, why am I here?”
“I'll answer that,” Heechul announced. He wrapped an arm around Jiyong and brought him closer, forcing Seungri to move closer. “We saw you out on the floor and couldn't help but wonder why such a beauty like yourself was alone.”
Jiyong's eyes shifted over to Seunghyun and the man froze. Something about the way Jiyong looked seemed to exciten the man.
“Because I'm holding out for someone,” he answered. “Someone I deem to be special.” His eyes were locked with Seunghyun's as he spoke, showing everyone else in the room just who he was after.
“I see,” Seunghyun finally spoke up. Standing, the man smiled. “Everyone out. Except for you, Yungwon.” Jiyong's alias sounded like venom on the man's tongue and he knew he had been caught.
Heechul and Seungri reluctantly pulled away from the boy and left behind Daesung and Youngbae.
“What are you doing here?” Seunghyun asked once the door had shut and the room was left in muted music.
“Enjoying myself,” Jiyong replied with a grin. He stood up and walked over to the other at his own pace. “You should try it.”
Seunghyun turned around and moved to sit in his previous seat, a leather desk chair. Jiyong followed the man and surprised him by climbing onto his lap, a knee on each side of his legs.
“So, about that enjoyment,” he began as he leaned closer. Seunghyun's eyes flickered with something Jiyong identified as lust and he allowed himself to grin. Leaning in closer, he gave a puff of warm air to travel across Seunghyun's face.
“I don't do enjoyment,” Seunghyun stated with a deadpan voice, but his eyes were open windows.
“But you would like to,” Jiyong whispered. He closed the distance between them and kissed Seunghyun on the lips. The man made no move to respond, but Jiyong was still happy at his success.
Pulling back, he gave the man a once over. “Devestating,” he whispered.
“Dangerous,” Seunghyun corrected.
“That too,” he replied with a shrug..
“So, if I remember correctly, Heechul said your name was Jiyong?” The line confirmed that Seunghyun saw through his disguise.
“How did you know?” he asked, now curious how his makeup had not fooled the man.
The man shrugged and leaned back away from Jiyong. “The look on your face from earlier today was the same as just now. When you talked about someone special.”
Jiyong smiled and nodded. He leaned forward and wrapped an arm around Seunghyun's neck and kissed him on the lips. “I'm claiming you,” he announced.
“Claiming?” Seunghyun lifted an eyebrow artfully and Jiyong grinned.
“As my boyfriend. It's for your own protection, so just go with it,” he explained with a knowing shake of his head. He leaned in give Seunghyun a peck on the lips.
“I don't do relationships,” Seunghyun stated, but Jiyong brushed him off.
“I don't do rejection,” he replied in answer. “And, anyway, it's for your own protection.”
“From who?”
Jiyong smiled and poked Seunghyun on the nose. “The world, silly.”
_-_-_
“I wonder what they're doing in there,” Daesung mused.
“I hope Yungwon isn't trying to get into our leader's pants,” Seungri grumbled. “Even I can't do that.”
“I doubt it,” Youngbae replied. They all sat at the bar, waiting for Seunghyun to come down with Yungwon. “But it makes me curious.”
“I wish Jiyong could be with Seunghyun,” Heechul spoke up after his third drink. “Because I want Yungwon.”
“No! I want him!” Seungri announced.
“You're too young,” Heechul pointed out. “You're not even allowed to be here. I should take you in for being underage.”
Seungri poked his tongue out at Heechul and sneered. “You wouldn't,” he replied. Seunghyun wouldn't like that.”
“True,” Heechul grumbled. He pulled another glass of beer to himself and sipped at it.
“Hey guys!”
All four boys looked up to see Yungwon walk over with Seunghyun close behind.
“Master, get me a drink,” he called out to the bartender. He turned back to the group and grinned. “So, how is everyone since we last saw each other fifteen minutes ago?”
“Good!” Daesung called out, but Seungri's eyes had- caught on something. His eyes had caught onto the way Yungwon stood close to Seunghyun. It was as if...
“You have got to be kidding me!” he cried out as he stood from his stool. His finger pointed at Yungwon, then to Seunghyun. “Something happened!” he accused. “What is it?”
Yungwon smiled. “Hi, nice to meet you! I am now dating Seunghyun. Please take care of me!”
-_-_-
“I think I killed them,” Jiyong whispered to Seunghyun. “But, then again, you have never dated anyone after that, so I don't think they know how to take it.”
Seunghyun glared at Jiyong, but kept silent. He grunted in surprise when Jiyong's hand slipped into his and they were holding hands.
“Don't act so surprised,” Jiyong said aloud, but it was still directed to Seunghyun.
“How can we not be surprised?” Youngbae asked. “He hasn't dated since then!”
“Then?” Jiyong asked, feigning ignorance. “What was 'then'?”
Daesung groaned as Seungri was still shocked into silence.
“When I had a fiancé,” Seunghyun replied darkly.
“You were engaged?” Jiyong asked. “What happened?”
Seunghyun's glare could not be beat by anyone else's, but Daesung and Youngbae tried. “She offed herself,” Heechul spoke up.
“Suicide?” Jiyong asked. This wasn't new, but he liked to pretend it was.
_-_-_
”So, you're just going to keep pretending you're Yungwon?” Seunghyun asked before they opened the door to the VIP section.
“Of course,” Jiyong replied. “Heechul already knows too much about me. And truthfully, I don't know that much about him.”
“He's a police officer, it's a given.”
“I'm-” Jiyong stopped and looked at Seunghyun. Was it not known that he was also an officer? How had Heechul done that? “I remember,” he replied slowly.
“So, you're Yungwon. What is Yungwon's job?”
“A pencil pusher at some big name company,” Jiyong replied distractedly. He had a mission this morning, and the tool he needed was in his pocket. All he needed now was to get Seunghyun's phone. Which might involve getting his pants off. Might.
“Alright, let's go down.”
_-_-_
“I'm glad Seunghyun's finally doing something else than brooding,” Youngbae replied. “That's all I'm really worried about.”
“I'm going to dance,” Seungri announced, his voice stern. He moved away from the group and Seunghyun nodded.
“Not a bad idea,” he replied. Turning to Jiyong, he smiled. “You?” Jiyong saw his opportunity and smiled.
“Nah, I'm good,” he replied.
“Then can you hold these for me?” Seunghyun asked, taking out his phone and money clip out. “Thieves on the floor and it's my place.”
He moved away and Jiyong looked after him, holding the phone and money clip close to him.
“Lucky,” Daesung commented as he moved out onto the dance floor.
“I'm off to party!” Heechul announced with a wide grin. “And catch me a nice looking kid like you.”
Jiyong moved to sit next to Youngbae. “You're not dancing?” he asked.
“Seunghyun never dances,” Youngbae replied slowly. “He's happy.”
Jiyong lifted an eyebrow and frowned. “He owns a night club,” he pointed out. “And he doesn't dance?”
Youngbae chuckled and nodded his head. His hand was wrapped around a glass of what looked like whisky, but it looked full. “He's an odd one, I admit,” he mused. “But he's ours.”
Jiyong knew what would happen next. The generic “if you hurt him, we will kill you.” It was something he looked forward to.
“So, if you hurt him,” Youngbae continued, “We'll have to buy you a round of drinks.”
Jiyong choked, both amused and confused. “Drinks?” he asked. “Isn't that a bit harsh?”
Youngbae shook his head and smiled. “No. If he feels any emotion at all, you would have done a good job.”
Jiyong discreetly slipped the phone into his pocket where he had put the phone accessory. Moving his hand, he plugged the accessory into the power slot and waited. This would get all the numbers and everything off of the phone. This would secure his mission for tonight.
His own phone range then and Jiyong chuckled. “Sorry, go to take this.” Youngbae waved him off and finally took a sip of his drink.
Jiyong turned back to his own phone and read the word flashing across the screen. “SE7EN”.
“Hello?” he answered in English.
“Is it done?”
Jiyong rolled his eyes and sighed. “Of course it is. Who do you take me for? Hero?” Se7en chuckled and Jiyong prided himself that he had made his boss laugh.
“No, but his performance was something else, wasn't it?”
“It was,” Jiyong replied in Korean. “Look, I'm at the club. Need to party. I'll see you tomorrow.”
”Fine.
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