run before it strikes.❚CROSSOVER (bigbang/2ne1) - daezy (daesung/minzy)❚pg or shit like that❚unbeta'd and stuff❚shit i must be on weed, this thing is non-chronological.
Spidery lines of white streak across the clouds and towards the ground- the sky flashes like a faulty lightbulb, and Daesung sees Minji's grin and then hears her laughter when everything turns dark again. The rumbling of thunder sounds just like Minji when she's hungry, Daesung thinks and puts a hand over his smile. Rain covers them in cold colours.
She's lying on her stomach and kicking her feet in the air on the wet car roof. Daesung reaches into the car through the broken windows and turns up the volume of the music playing. "Listen to this." It starts with the light strumming of a guitar and Minji recognises Daesung's voice over the rain. She shifts on the roof so that her upper body is dangling off the edge. The car creaks. "I like it, it makes me want to visit Hawaii, or some beach somewhere." Daesung laughs and leans against the car door and their faces nearly touch.
"It's some song I'm working on. I'm going to be an international superstar."
Minji raises an eyebrow and watches the water droplets slide off her fringe. "Really. What's it called?" Daesung hums in thought before answering: "I don't know."
"Call it something sweet and fluffy like... 'Cotton Candy'. It'll be a hit with 14-year-old girls." They laugh and thunder roars. Daesung suddenly feels the need to get out an umbrella for Minji- the rain is getting heavier and it's beating down on her skin relentlessly.
"I want to know how it feels like to get struck by lightning."
Minji twists her head around from watching the dark clouds and looks down at a horrified Daesung, bright eyes and white teeth flashing.
"I think that's how it feels like to be in love."
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Jiyong speaks and forces each syllable out of his mouth: "You know, Dae, I honestly think, that Minji, really, really looks like, well, you." He wrings his hands and bites his thumbnail, eyes darting about and looking at everything but Daesung. "I hope you don't feel uncomfortable with that, since the two of you are, you know, together and one day you'll have to grow up and do-"
On the sofa, Seunghyun is eating ice cream from the tub. "Don't be ridiculous, Ji, they're not going to be mirror images doing each other if that's what you're so uncomfortable about. That girl's underage, right?" He interrupts, waving a spoon around. Jiyong gasps for no reason at all, and Daesung shoots the both of them reproachful looks.
"Like Seungri isn't," Daesung scoffs and rolls his eyes. There is a moment of silence. Jiyong and Seunghyun exchange guilty looks, while Youngbae just clears his throat and shuffles to his room. After a while, Daesung gets goosebumps from the awkwardness.
"... You know, I have no idea what that meant, but yes, she's underage. I'm not going to rape her, if that's what you're worried about, Hyung."
"Like hell you wouldn't-" Before Daesung can reach him and strangle him senseless, Seunghyun holds his spoon to his face in defense and adds quickly: "Just kidding, man."
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"You really shouldn't get too close," She says and shifts away. "Really, just go away." I don't want to lose myself.
"But I don't want to lose you." He says and shifts closer.
Suddenly, she turns aggressive. Minji pushes him with all her strength and he lets himself fall to the ground. Daesung dusts the dirt off his scraped elbows and remains on the ground, looking up at her.
"You know shit about me, Daesung."
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(when Daesung gets into a car accident)
As he watches the ceiling from his hospital bed, Daesung wishes he were struck by lightning instead. The walls are painted in this sickly shade of blue that Daesung hates because once, Minji visited and couldn't keep her eyes off the wall when she talked to him. "Hi, how are you, are you still hurting, have you taken your medication, take care of yourself please, I need to go now, bye." And then she was gone. As fast as lightning.
She gave the wall a look of disgust before the door closed, though, and that's why Daesung is so sure that she hates them too. That's why she stopped visiting.
Today, he wakes up in bed to find a bouquet of withering flowers on his lap. There's a card on it and Daesung recognises the round, neat handwriting.
'Thanks for .'
Daesung throws the card and the bouquet and the dead flowers are strewn all over the wall and the floor. It looks disgusting.
Thanks for everything and nothing.
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Youngbae finds Daesung bent over the railings of their balcony one evening, looking sick. He squeezes his eyes shut as if in pain.
"Daesung. Let it out." He pats him on the back lightly. Youngbae tilts his head to have a better look at the younger man, wondering if he needs to vomit his insides out or cry his eyes out. "Hyung," He looks up with bloodshot eyes and a trembling smile. "Can we go watch the lightning?" Youngbae hears the distant rumbling of thunder in the gut of heavy rain clouds and nods without thinking.
"I'll get the umbrellas and our jackets to keep us warm and dry," Youngbae smiles and his eyes are shining crescents. "Maybe some hot chocolate too. You'll love it."
okay this sucked royally i'm off to sleep ):