Fact-kissing
Title: Fact-Kissing
Pairing: Jiyong/Seungri
Rating: PG
Summary: Seungri is annoyed. TOP hyung won’t stop teasing the two of them, and he has an evil plan up his sleeve that would put all Super villains to shame. (This is a sequel to ‘Fiction-Kissing’ which you can read here. )
A/N: Dedicated to ninja_starshine since she’s so awesome :)
There was a loud sound of a crash, somebody falling, a squeak of surprise and then a door slamming followed by muffled (manly) giggles.
“Wha...? Hyung! Get off of me!”
Jiyong grinned at Seungri, who was currently trapped beneath him. The grin was downright devilish.
“It’s not my fault! TOP hyung pushed me! And then he locked the door from the outside!” There was laughter in his voice and Seungri glared at the older accusingly.
“It is your fault, hyung. Now get off me.” He struggled to get up, but Jiyong was stronger than he looked.
“Tell me, how is it my fault?” Seungri knew that Jiyong just wanted to hear him say it. The Maknae sighed loudly and then gave up trying to push his hyung off his body.
“If you hadn’t told the hyungs about the...you know...uhh, G-ri fan fiction, they wouldn’t be teasing us every time they lay eyes on us...” Seungri was practically hissing. Jiyong just laughed and Seungri could finally feel the weight lift off him. He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit up, when the weight came back again. Jiyong was now sitting on his stomach. No, wait. Jiyong was straddling Seungri.
“Oh, so that’s why.”
“Well, obviously. Hyung, did you have to tell th-“But he was interrupted. Jiyong’s lips were just too damned fast.
Seungri was immediately distracted. The sensation of soft, yet demanding lips against his own. How could he not be?
But it was exactly two minutes of kissing, when Seungri came to his senses and pulled away breathlessly.
“Hyung... We shouldn’t be doing this now. W-what if the others find out?”
Jiyong only rolled his eyes.
“Why do you think they locked us in here then? They already know.”
Seungri was once again, astonished by his hyung’s ignorance.
“Hyung, they know that we’ve been kissing in fan fictions. Not in real life. It’s fiction-kissing, remember?” Seungri was talking slowly, like he was explaining to a little kid. Jiyong seemed to be considering it for a moment and then shook his head.
“I just decided that I don’t care.”
“But hyu-“ he was interrupted again, this time by the feel of Jiyong’s fingers caressing his face softly.
“Maknae is so cute when he’s worried.” And before Seungri could reply, Jiyong leaned down to kiss him tenderly.
The kiss made Seungri’s eyes flutter shut. He was in heaven, wasn’t he?
***
It took approximately 10 minutes for TOP to finally have mercy and unlock the door. Well, it wasn’t really his mercy, more like Youngbae’s nagging that they were going to apparently starve in there.
TOP rolled his eyes and unlocked the door.
Nobody mentioned the messed up hair or even the swollen lips.
“What did you guys end up doing in there?” TOP asked curiously. Jiyong was the first to answer.
“Yah, hyung! Seungri’s so boring. He was talking about boring things like real estates and I was hardly listening.” After hearing Jiyong’s answer, as if automatically, TOP turned to check if Seungri had his hurt face on.
But contrary to expectations, the maknae’s face looked dazed and he was wearing a slight dreamy smile. TOP wasn’t stupid, he can put 2 and 2 together. He just wanted to have fun with this.
***
“Aish! No way! No way!” Jiyong watched in amusement as his maknae stood up angrily and threw the cards on the table in frustration.
“You promised Seungri, you promised!” TOP’s loud voice was almost overpowering Daesung’s giggles. Seungri gave TOP a look which had denial written all over it. Youngbae quickly talked before Seungri could say anything.
“You did promise Seungri. You agreed that if you lost against hyung, you’d do any dare he tells you to do. You have to keep promises.” He reminded him gently. Seungri sighed in defeat and returned to his seat. Jiyong couldn’t help but smile. His maknae was so cute when he was angry.
“Okay, what is it? What’s my dare for losing?”
TOP’s smirk was alarming. Jiyong sat up straighter and listened in.
“I dare you... to act out a fan fiction with Jiyong. One that I pick.” His smirk finally broke out as a mischievous grin.
Jiyong couldn’t help it. He broke out in laughter. It was too damn funny.
Seungri’s face was white as a ghost and then it quickly turned red.
“What?! No!” Really, Seungri didn’t actually mind at all, he just didn’t want to blow his cover.
“Promise is a promise, Seungri.” Daesung reminded him, smiling hugely. Seungri didn’t reply and only glared at the laughing TOP. They probably thought it’d be torture for the two of them. It obviously isn’t torture to kiss Jiyong, but what worried Seungri the most was that the others would be watching them. He never knew his band mates were such perverts.
Jiyong finally stopped laughing and managed to talk.
“So, which fic are you assigning us to, hyung?” he snickered. Seungri was seriously amazed. How did he take this situation so lightly?
“You’ll see. It’s a surprise.” He got up and Seungri assumed he was going to fetch his laptop. Daesung immediately stood up and followed TOP out the room, probably wanting to know which fic it was from beforehand. There was a moment of what would have been awkward silence, if Jiyong didn’t make a not-so-subtle whistling noise to catch Seungri’s attention and then wink at him.
Seungri sighed and turned to Youngbae, his last chance of survival. Youngbae always had mercy, right?
But when Seungri looked at him, he was wearing the hugest smile and it was obvious he was trying to hold in laughter. Probably to be nice.
He sighed loudly again. Youngbae never enjoyed watching other people act dares unwillingly, but this time must’ve been the one exception.
TOP and Daesung returned in what seemed like no time at all, both sporting wide, devious smiles. TOP set the laptop onto the coffee table and grinned at Seungri from over the screen.
“Don’t worry, it’s not too intense. Just a little kissing here and there... Youngbae come sit with us, we should give our actors some space.” Seungri watched helplessly as Youngbae scooted over to the other side of the coffee table. The three of them were hunched over the laptop and they discussed in whispers seriously. The sight was absolutely ridiculous.
“Heh, Seungri, you excited?” Jiyong was grinning like an idiot. Seungri was about to give him an outrageous response, when he finally heard TOP’s voice.
“Okay, we found which part you have to act. Now get into your positions. Jiyong, your back is facing Seungri and you guys have to be at least a metre a part.” They moved into their positions, and it looked as if Jiyong was trying to restrain himself from giggling.
“Okay Seungri, now repeat after me...’Please hyung, I like you! You make me so hot...you just have to accept me....’” TOP had his best Seungri accent on. Seungri’s eyes grew wide and he turned to his hyungs behind the coffee table.
“I am not sayi...Wait, is that a video camera?” He couldn’t believe it. Daesung was holding the camera proudly.
“What? It’s part of the dare.” TOP explained offhandedly.
“Turn it off. Now.”
“But you promised, Seungri! Remember, you have to keep your integrity..” But Seungri quickly interrupted his hyung.
“Integrity? Are you serious?”
“Just ignore the camera and do it Seungri.” Daesung laughed. Seungri turned his head slowly and decided he could always delete it later. Jiyong was still in the same position and he was still giggling like a maniac.
“Uh..please hyung, I, er, like you, You make me so... hot...you just, um, have to accept me....” His wonderful acting skills didn’t really come in handy.
“Okay, now Jiyong... turn around dramatically and look at maknae seriously.” It was the most theatrical twirl Seungri had ever witnessed, and Jiyong’s face was so severe that it caught him off guard.
“Good! Now, Jiyong, grab Seungri’s arse and pull him closer to you.” Jiyong was so fast that Seungri had no time to protest.
Up close, Seungri could see his smirk and it was truly breathtaking. He felt Jiyong squeeze him for extra measure and his eyes widened slightly. Why, oh why did he have to feel turned on in a situation like this?
“Okay, Jiyong. Now repeat after me...” Seungri didn’t hear the rest of TOP’s words. Those lips were just too distracting. They were so soft and pouty and pink and they were just there. So close.
“You say you like me baby? You say you want me? Well, then you can have me.” Jiyong whispered, and their lips were so close that Seungri could almost feel them move. He wasn’t too sure if it was acting, but all he could think was that it was hot.
A feeling of relief rushed over him when Jiyong finally pressed his lips against Seungri’s. But Seungri could tell Jiyong was going to pull away almost immediately, and he couldn’t stand the thought.
Completely forgetting about the other three watching them, Seungri pulled Jiyong closer and kissed him harder.
The two of them were too immersed to hear the first loud cough, and then the second. The third one sounded as if one of them were dying, so they had to stop. They broke a part, but Jiyong’s arm was still around Seungri’s waist.
Seungri immediately widened his eyes and blushed after realising what he had done. It was especially embarrassing to see Youngbae’s red face (which was probably redder than his own).
“Uh, what were you guys doing?” Daesung was the first to break the silence.
“I-it was part of the act!” Seungri blurted out. TOP rolled his eyes.
“Looked to me that you two were pretty into it.” He stated plainly, clearly not embarrassed.
“No! You don’t get it hyung, it was fiction-kissing! It doesn’t even count.” He suddenly felt somebody smack him lightly on his arm.
“Yah, Seungri, why do you keep using that word? It’s so lame, and it’s not even real.” Jiyong actually sounded annoyed.
“You can’t deny it Seungri, you two were full on into it. It was fact-kissing if it was anything.” Daesung snickered.
“But-“
“We have proof, Seungri. What more do you want?” TOP held up the video camera and shook it a bit, as if it was mocking Seungri.
“Yah! Give that to me!” Seungri was about to jump over the coffee table, when he felt Jiyong pull his arm.
“Just let them have their fun maknae. We have other things to do...” He smiled seductively.
“Oh, those G-ri fans are gonna love this.” It seemed like TOP had already put the video onto the laptop.
“Come on, baby.” Jiyong pulled him some more.
“But-“Seungri looked from Jiyong, to his three other band mates, torn between decisions.
He finally gave up and allowed Jiyong to pull him into a room. He wouldn’t really mind if TOP hyung posted that video up onto that site. After all, those G-ri fans deserved a reward for their amazing, wonderful, kiss-inducing fanfictions.
End