Thank you [10/?]
Title: Thank you
Author: onewaytrackk
Genre: Drama.
Disclaimer: In no way do I own bigbang, something I don't feel happy about. ):
Pairing: GTOP, slight hints of daeri, somehow.
Rating: PG13.
Summary: Seunghyun is sick.
(okay idk how to write a summary, so just read on if you want to okay?)
A/N: First fic.
Jiyong's POV.
"Hyun?"
Ji rubbed his eyes lazily, eyes slowly focusing on strewn bedsheets.
He eyebrows nuzzled against each other, Seunghyun was not here again.
He yawned and reached for the bedside table, Seunghyun won't leave without a note, he knew him.
Sure it was there like he predicted.
"Gone for a walk."
Again?
Jiyong didn't panic like he did yesterday, but he felt uneasy.
It was just a gut feeling, and then he dismissed it away.
Guess Hyun was really serious about taking morning walks.
"Where's Seunghyun hyung?"
"He's out, walking."
"Oooo, again? Cool, it was the last hobby, if thats what I should call it, I expected him to take up."
"Yeah. Doesn't sound like him, but whatever, let him do what he wants, I guess."
//Bright lights, his attending doctors and nurses stood at the side all ready.
"4, 3, 2, 1."
Bye everyone. Bye Ji.
The anesthesia kicked in.//
"Aish, Seungri why did you do that!" Jiyong wined.
Seungri wanted to reach over to the other side of the table to hit at Daesung for making a joke out of him, but knocked over half the stack of newspapers and Ji's cup of milk he had just poured himself in the process.
"It wasn't on purpose! Blame Daesung hyung for making fun of me!"
Jiyong grabbed a cloth and started cleaning his spilled drink.
"Bae, don't you think that the newspapers at the side is really piling up, we should just recycle it or something, should we?"
"Yeah okay. Later?"
Jiyong nodded and turned his attention to Seungri and Daesung,
They had started arm wrestling.
"Kids." Jiyong muttered.
It reminded him of Seunghyun, his silly hyunnie, always doing silly things.
He smiled at the thought of him before returning his focus to Seungri.
"Maknae, you're picking up those pieces of newspapers yourself, no way am I going to do it for you! And, please clear the whole stack too, since you already got half on the floor.."
"Aw hyung, you're so unhelpful and that is unfair!" He lamented before returning to concentrate on his game with Daesung, not bothering to pause the game or something to carry out Jiyong's instructions.
"Maknae, did you hear what I said?"
"JI HYUNG." Seungri suddenly exclaimed before continuing excitedly. "You wanna flip through the stack of newspapers and keep all those articles that featured us?"
He probably didn't want to stop the game, so he was trying to distract him wasn't he.
Jiyong shall play along.
"Maknae, you never change. The stack is too much for us to go through isn't it. Unless you wanna do it yourself.."
Back to making Seungri doing all the work.
"Nah uh." He evaded the response immediately, "Busy busy me."
Daesung took the chance when Seungri wasn't concentrating fully and pushed his hand down against the table, winning the game.
"No fair dae!"
"Dae hyung, remember, you rude little maknae."
Daesung teased him.
General POV.
"Pancakes anyone? I found the pancake mix in the cupboard."
Youngbae slided the plate of pancakes onto the table, complete with maple syrup and butter at the side. "Stop playing and come eat."
"Should we leave some for Seunghyun hyung?"
There were three more.
"Leave two then."
"Aish, I wanted to eat two more, can we just leave one?"
"You know how much Seunghyun loves pancakes, if he finds out you ate away one of the two pancakes that we had meant to leave him, he might just kill you. We should leave all three, actually."
"This Seunghyun loves to eat pancakes too! Damn, why not we don't leave him any? So he won't know there were pancakes.."
"I will tell him!"
"Daesung hyung, why are you being so mean early in the morning today!"
The two dongsaengs started their playful squabble.
Jiyong and Youngbae laughed, there was free entertainment for them.
Both of them finished their portion first,
Seungri had decided to dribble syrup on Daesung's hair and Daesung declared war.
Syrup war.
"You wanna clear the newspapers before they get stained with syrup? I don't think that recycling a syrup soaked newspaper would be nice or environment friendly enough."
Youngbae being the practical him, suggested.
"So we are going to end up doing what I left Seungri in charge of?"
"Yeah I guess so, I doubt he is going to clean up the mess anytime soon." Youngbae laughed as he started piling up the scattered pieces of papers on the floor together.
"Now tell me why do we have so huge a stack, do we even read these newspapers."
Jiyong groaned when he lifted the remaining pile that escaped Seungri's cluminess and remained on the table.
"We've been lazy in terms of house cleaning, do you not remember. And yeah, you were the one who insisted we buy them everyday."
Youngbae proclaimed.
"Can you help me get the last few pieces on the table, my hands are full."
Jiyong started walking towards the spot in the house they set aside for recycling.
"Sure thing,"
He took them in his hands and noticed something different from the light grayish paper the newspaper is printed on, it was white.
"What's this? It's addressed to us."
"Hm?"
"Yeah see, it says 'to bigbang', and its unopened."
"Is it a fan mail? I'll read it!" Seungri stopped chasing Daesung, went towards Youngbae and snatched the letter from his hands.
"How could it be.. There is no address written on it, so how could it be delivered to us. You have to start using your common sense sometime soon, maknae."
Seungri opened his mouth to defend himself against Youngbae's claims of him not using his common sense,
But Jiyong stopped him before he could say a word.
"Just open and read it maknae."
He was getting nervous.
Author: onewaytrackk
Genre: Drama.
Disclaimer: In no way do I own bigbang, something I don't feel happy about. ):
Pairing: GTOP, slight hints of daeri, somehow.
Rating: PG13.
Summary: Seunghyun is sick.
(okay idk how to write a summary, so just read on if you want to okay?)
A/N: First fic.
Jiyong's POV.
"Hyun?"
Ji rubbed his eyes lazily, eyes slowly focusing on strewn bedsheets.
He eyebrows nuzzled against each other, Seunghyun was not here again.
He yawned and reached for the bedside table, Seunghyun won't leave without a note, he knew him.
Sure it was there like he predicted.
"Gone for a walk."
Again?
Jiyong didn't panic like he did yesterday, but he felt uneasy.
It was just a gut feeling, and then he dismissed it away.
Guess Hyun was really serious about taking morning walks.
"Where's Seunghyun hyung?"
"He's out, walking."
"Oooo, again? Cool, it was the last hobby, if thats what I should call it, I expected him to take up."
"Yeah. Doesn't sound like him, but whatever, let him do what he wants, I guess."
//Bright lights, his attending doctors and nurses stood at the side all ready.
"4, 3, 2, 1."
Bye everyone. Bye Ji.
The anesthesia kicked in.//
"Aish, Seungri why did you do that!" Jiyong wined.
Seungri wanted to reach over to the other side of the table to hit at Daesung for making a joke out of him, but knocked over half the stack of newspapers and Ji's cup of milk he had just poured himself in the process.
"It wasn't on purpose! Blame Daesung hyung for making fun of me!"
Jiyong grabbed a cloth and started cleaning his spilled drink.
"Bae, don't you think that the newspapers at the side is really piling up, we should just recycle it or something, should we?"
"Yeah okay. Later?"
Jiyong nodded and turned his attention to Seungri and Daesung,
They had started arm wrestling.
"Kids." Jiyong muttered.
It reminded him of Seunghyun, his silly hyunnie, always doing silly things.
He smiled at the thought of him before returning his focus to Seungri.
"Maknae, you're picking up those pieces of newspapers yourself, no way am I going to do it for you! And, please clear the whole stack too, since you already got half on the floor.."
"Aw hyung, you're so unhelpful and that is unfair!" He lamented before returning to concentrate on his game with Daesung, not bothering to pause the game or something to carry out Jiyong's instructions.
"Maknae, did you hear what I said?"
"JI HYUNG." Seungri suddenly exclaimed before continuing excitedly. "You wanna flip through the stack of newspapers and keep all those articles that featured us?"
He probably didn't want to stop the game, so he was trying to distract him wasn't he.
Jiyong shall play along.
"Maknae, you never change. The stack is too much for us to go through isn't it. Unless you wanna do it yourself.."
Back to making Seungri doing all the work.
"Nah uh." He evaded the response immediately, "Busy busy me."
Daesung took the chance when Seungri wasn't concentrating fully and pushed his hand down against the table, winning the game.
"No fair dae!"
"Dae hyung, remember, you rude little maknae."
Daesung teased him.
General POV.
"Pancakes anyone? I found the pancake mix in the cupboard."
Youngbae slided the plate of pancakes onto the table, complete with maple syrup and butter at the side. "Stop playing and come eat."
"Should we leave some for Seunghyun hyung?"
There were three more.
"Leave two then."
"Aish, I wanted to eat two more, can we just leave one?"
"You know how much Seunghyun loves pancakes, if he finds out you ate away one of the two pancakes that we had meant to leave him, he might just kill you. We should leave all three, actually."
"This Seunghyun loves to eat pancakes too! Damn, why not we don't leave him any? So he won't know there were pancakes.."
"I will tell him!"
"Daesung hyung, why are you being so mean early in the morning today!"
The two dongsaengs started their playful squabble.
Jiyong and Youngbae laughed, there was free entertainment for them.
Both of them finished their portion first,
Seungri had decided to dribble syrup on Daesung's hair and Daesung declared war.
Syrup war.
"You wanna clear the newspapers before they get stained with syrup? I don't think that recycling a syrup soaked newspaper would be nice or environment friendly enough."
Youngbae being the practical him, suggested.
"So we are going to end up doing what I left Seungri in charge of?"
"Yeah I guess so, I doubt he is going to clean up the mess anytime soon." Youngbae laughed as he started piling up the scattered pieces of papers on the floor together.
"Now tell me why do we have so huge a stack, do we even read these newspapers."
Jiyong groaned when he lifted the remaining pile that escaped Seungri's cluminess and remained on the table.
"We've been lazy in terms of house cleaning, do you not remember. And yeah, you were the one who insisted we buy them everyday."
Youngbae proclaimed.
"Can you help me get the last few pieces on the table, my hands are full."
Jiyong started walking towards the spot in the house they set aside for recycling.
"Sure thing,"
He took them in his hands and noticed something different from the light grayish paper the newspaper is printed on, it was white.
"What's this? It's addressed to us."
"Hm?"
"Yeah see, it says 'to bigbang', and its unopened."
"Is it a fan mail? I'll read it!" Seungri stopped chasing Daesung, went towards Youngbae and snatched the letter from his hands.
"How could it be.. There is no address written on it, so how could it be delivered to us. You have to start using your common sense sometime soon, maknae."
Seungri opened his mouth to defend himself against Youngbae's claims of him not using his common sense,
But Jiyong stopped him before he could say a word.
"Just open and read it maknae."
He was getting nervous.