[fic] fanservice
Title: fanservice
Author: parkchoongjae
Pairing: GRI (Jiyong/Seungri)
Rating: PG13
Words: 1337
Summary: they think they're too much.
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Jiyong is kind of mad.
BANG!
He puts down the glass pitcher of water on the table and looks at Daesung, who is startled beyond his wits.
“Hyung! What the - “
Jiyong is seeing red. He’s enraged.
“Yah, Daesung-ah! Are you and TOP-hyung having some kind of problems lately?”
His usually slit eyes went round as saucers and he almost choked on his banana.
“Jiyong, hyung! You crashed our apartment just to ask that?!”
Hearing the conversation, TOP suddenly walks into the kitchen. He knows that Jiyong is not in a good mood.
“What’s up with the sudden questions, Jiyong-ah?”
Top’s innocent look is killing all the sense that Jiyong has right now. He wanted to punch his face, shave his head bald, poke his eyes -
Top kisses Daesung full on the lips.
“There - Jiyong. We’re definitely okay, okay? If it’s Seungri you’re getting mad about, the boy needs more love and attention these days. I see that he’s not getting enough from everyone. No one was there during his comeback. I know Seungri doesn’t say anything about it, but the kid is hurt. So I am just making up for it. Unlike…”
Even before TOP finishes his speech, Jiyong walks out of the apartment and closes the door.
BANG!
Daesung couldn’t seem to move on, he was staring blankly at nothingness.
Top smirks at him and sees the big crack on the glass table.
“I am so going to charge this to Jiyong.”
--
Jiyong drives home to their apartment with so many thoughts going through his head. It wasn’t his fault that he was sick during his comeback, right?! When the music show’s producer banned him from performing, their manager had to drag him out of the studio because he didn’t really want to leave. He wants to perform with him. FOR HIS SOLO ALBUM COMEBACK. He knows how important this album is for Seungri.
He wrote him a 30-line (30 lines, that’s according to Seungri) text message criticizing him of his comeback performance. It’s for his own good, he needs to know what areas he needs to improve. He thought Seungri took it pretty well since he talked about it on his interviews and shows.
But what seems to be the problem?
He’s out with his friends most of the time these days.
He’s playing with TOP-hyung most of the time.
Okay, not most of the time.
ALL OF THE TIME.
What’s up with so much FAN SERVICE?!
It’s too much.
Jiyong stops in front of their apartment. He screams and pounds the steering wheel in frustration.
“ARGH!!!!”
He couldn’t be jealous, right?
--
Seungri sits in the kitchen. He just cooked ramyeon for two.
Where is Jiyong?
He hears the door clicks and he’s relieved.
“Hyung! Let’s eat, I cooked ramyeon!”
Jiyong just walks past him and goes straight to the wrong room.
He just refused the ramyeon he cooked. He never does that.
Now, he’s worried.
What the hell is going on?
--
Jiyong wakes up with a bouquet of purple roses on his bed. He couldn’t help but smile - that smile that only Seungri can bring out in him. He sits up on the bed and sees the card. He rubs his eyes. He can still feel dried tears and he thinks he cried too much last night that he was able to sleep in this bed, in this room. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
He opens the card.
He’s smiling too much. Ah, this kid.
--
Seungri waits.
1 hour.
2 hours.
5 hours.
8 hours.
And Jiyong still hasn’t left his room.
Still hasn’t talked to him.
He’s ranted to all his hyungs about the situation. And they all just laughed at him. Not helping at all.
This is too much. He picks up his phone and dials another number.
“TOP hyung! Jiyong isn’t talking to me. Did he say anything to you?”
Seungri sits on the bed, couldn’t believe what his hyung was telling him.
Jiyong is jealous?
“Really? That stupid Jiyong - “
And TOP starts nagging him about not calling Jiyong, hyung.
“Sorry. Arasso hyung. Neh,neh.”
He storms out of their room.
--
Seungri opens the door of the other room. But it’s locked.
Come. On.
Seungri's fists pound the door.
“Hyung!!! Open the door, let’s talk. Hyung!!! Hyung!”
The door clicks and opens.
Seungri looks at Jiyong, blonde hair and all. Such a beautiful sight.
“WHOA. Hyung! When did you color your hair?!”
“Today.”
“You went out and I didn’t hear you? What?!”
“You were too busy talking to your hyungs on the phone.”
What?! How’d he know?
“You went to our room?
I was waiting for you the whole day, hyung.”
Jiyong is leaning on the door and Seungri’s by the study table.
Seungri and Jiyong, they’re at the opposite ends of the room. What is happening?
Seungri makes an attempt to close the gap.
He sees Jiyong’s still swollen eyes and his knees weaken.
Jiyong doesn’t cry. He doesn’t.
He sits on the bed and and pats the space the beside him.
“Hyung, come here.”
Jiyong doesn’t budge and it’s now becoming a staring game.
Jiyong looks at Seungri and he sees a slightly broken kid trying to be whole.
Seungri breaks the silence and he does it without breaking the eye contact.
“Hyung, you know, you’re unfair. You go out often with your friends and I don’t say a thing. You get involved with a model and I was quiet. You had promotions with TOP hyung and you were busy on Christmas and I didn’t complain. Now, I go out with MY friends and you’re like this. I do fan service with TOP hyung and you act like a jealous bitch.”
Seungri’s words skins Jiyong’s heart like a paring knife.
“I’m just being careful, Hyung. The last time I thought I’d go mad. You remember what they did, don’t you?”
Jiyong slowly walks to Seungri’s side and sits on the bed.
They both look straight at nothingness.
Jiyong’s fingers makes his way towards Seungri’s and locks their fingers together.
“Yes. They locked this apartment and we had to go home to our own homes.”
Jiyong still thinks it’s madness when YG did that. They’re not doing anything wrong, are they?
“And both our managers made sure we didn’t see each other for 3 months. It didn’t help that the group’s not very active then. And you’re busy with Heartbreaker promotions.”
Remembering those times brings too much heartache to both of them.
“I don’t want that to happen again, hyung. Especially now that we’re starting our comeback promotions. I want this apartment to be opened for a long time, hyung. I don’t want this closed again. They never complain when I do it with other members so TOP hyung’s a fairly good target. Little slips are okay, hyung. But we can’t do it as often as we do it before.”
Seungri squeezes his hand and he sees Jiyong smile.
Jiyong moves nearer him and puts his head on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Ri. I just can’t - “
And he sighs.
“But this is okay, right? I mean, YG hasn’t installed cameras around the apartment, right?”
Seungri laughs.
“Hyung, I don’t think he’d like to see what’s been going on in this apartment. So, as much as he’d want to put cameras, I know he won’t. He wouldn’t want to see his golden son fucking - .”
Jiyong makes a slight jab on his stomach as he laughs an embarrassed laughter.
“Ri!”
Seungri joins him in his laughter.
They both lay flat on their bed and stare at sky and stars.
(But no really, it’s just their ceiling with neon star stickers on it.)
“Hyung, you think we’d do better this time?”
And Seungri’s not just talking about their upcoming comeback. And Jiyong knows it.
Seungri wraps his arms around Jiyong as he scoots and buries his head on his neck.
“We better, Ri. We need to.”
So we can stay like this forever.
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A.N. This is an entry for the Valentine's day event hosted by the GREAT micky unactivist over at gdkissri
Author: parkchoongjae
Pairing: GRI (Jiyong/Seungri)
Rating: PG13
Words: 1337
Summary: they think they're too much.
---
Jiyong is kind of mad.
BANG!
He puts down the glass pitcher of water on the table and looks at Daesung, who is startled beyond his wits.
“Hyung! What the - “
Jiyong is seeing red. He’s enraged.
“Yah, Daesung-ah! Are you and TOP-hyung having some kind of problems lately?”
His usually slit eyes went round as saucers and he almost choked on his banana.
“Jiyong, hyung! You crashed our apartment just to ask that?!”
Hearing the conversation, TOP suddenly walks into the kitchen. He knows that Jiyong is not in a good mood.
“What’s up with the sudden questions, Jiyong-ah?”
Top’s innocent look is killing all the sense that Jiyong has right now. He wanted to punch his face, shave his head bald, poke his eyes -
Top kisses Daesung full on the lips.
“There - Jiyong. We’re definitely okay, okay? If it’s Seungri you’re getting mad about, the boy needs more love and attention these days. I see that he’s not getting enough from everyone. No one was there during his comeback. I know Seungri doesn’t say anything about it, but the kid is hurt. So I am just making up for it. Unlike…”
Even before TOP finishes his speech, Jiyong walks out of the apartment and closes the door.
BANG!
Daesung couldn’t seem to move on, he was staring blankly at nothingness.
Top smirks at him and sees the big crack on the glass table.
“I am so going to charge this to Jiyong.”
--
Jiyong drives home to their apartment with so many thoughts going through his head. It wasn’t his fault that he was sick during his comeback, right?! When the music show’s producer banned him from performing, their manager had to drag him out of the studio because he didn’t really want to leave. He wants to perform with him. FOR HIS SOLO ALBUM COMEBACK. He knows how important this album is for Seungri.
He wrote him a 30-line (30 lines, that’s according to Seungri) text message criticizing him of his comeback performance. It’s for his own good, he needs to know what areas he needs to improve. He thought Seungri took it pretty well since he talked about it on his interviews and shows.
But what seems to be the problem?
He’s out with his friends most of the time these days.
He’s playing with TOP-hyung most of the time.
Okay, not most of the time.
ALL OF THE TIME.
What’s up with so much FAN SERVICE?!
It’s too much.
Jiyong stops in front of their apartment. He screams and pounds the steering wheel in frustration.
“ARGH!!!!”
He couldn’t be jealous, right?
--
Seungri sits in the kitchen. He just cooked ramyeon for two.
Where is Jiyong?
He hears the door clicks and he’s relieved.
“Hyung! Let’s eat, I cooked ramyeon!”
Jiyong just walks past him and goes straight to the wrong room.
He just refused the ramyeon he cooked. He never does that.
Now, he’s worried.
What the hell is going on?
--
Jiyong wakes up with a bouquet of purple roses on his bed. He couldn’t help but smile - that smile that only Seungri can bring out in him. He sits up on the bed and sees the card. He rubs his eyes. He can still feel dried tears and he thinks he cried too much last night that he was able to sleep in this bed, in this room. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
He opens the card.
He’s smiling too much. Ah, this kid.
--
Seungri waits.
1 hour.
2 hours.
5 hours.
8 hours.
And Jiyong still hasn’t left his room.
Still hasn’t talked to him.
He’s ranted to all his hyungs about the situation. And they all just laughed at him. Not helping at all.
This is too much. He picks up his phone and dials another number.
“TOP hyung! Jiyong isn’t talking to me. Did he say anything to you?”
Seungri sits on the bed, couldn’t believe what his hyung was telling him.
Jiyong is jealous?
“Really? That stupid Jiyong - “
And TOP starts nagging him about not calling Jiyong, hyung.
“Sorry. Arasso hyung. Neh,neh.”
He storms out of their room.
--
Seungri opens the door of the other room. But it’s locked.
Come. On.
Seungri's fists pound the door.
“Hyung!!! Open the door, let’s talk. Hyung!!! Hyung!”
The door clicks and opens.
Seungri looks at Jiyong, blonde hair and all. Such a beautiful sight.
“WHOA. Hyung! When did you color your hair?!”
“Today.”
“You went out and I didn’t hear you? What?!”
“You were too busy talking to your hyungs on the phone.”
What?! How’d he know?
“You went to our room?
I was waiting for you the whole day, hyung.”
Jiyong is leaning on the door and Seungri’s by the study table.
Seungri and Jiyong, they’re at the opposite ends of the room. What is happening?
Seungri makes an attempt to close the gap.
He sees Jiyong’s still swollen eyes and his knees weaken.
Jiyong doesn’t cry. He doesn’t.
He sits on the bed and and pats the space the beside him.
“Hyung, come here.”
Jiyong doesn’t budge and it’s now becoming a staring game.
Jiyong looks at Seungri and he sees a slightly broken kid trying to be whole.
Seungri breaks the silence and he does it without breaking the eye contact.
“Hyung, you know, you’re unfair. You go out often with your friends and I don’t say a thing. You get involved with a model and I was quiet. You had promotions with TOP hyung and you were busy on Christmas and I didn’t complain. Now, I go out with MY friends and you’re like this. I do fan service with TOP hyung and you act like a jealous bitch.”
Seungri’s words skins Jiyong’s heart like a paring knife.
“I’m just being careful, Hyung. The last time I thought I’d go mad. You remember what they did, don’t you?”
Jiyong slowly walks to Seungri’s side and sits on the bed.
They both look straight at nothingness.
Jiyong’s fingers makes his way towards Seungri’s and locks their fingers together.
“Yes. They locked this apartment and we had to go home to our own homes.”
Jiyong still thinks it’s madness when YG did that. They’re not doing anything wrong, are they?
“And both our managers made sure we didn’t see each other for 3 months. It didn’t help that the group’s not very active then. And you’re busy with Heartbreaker promotions.”
Remembering those times brings too much heartache to both of them.
“I don’t want that to happen again, hyung. Especially now that we’re starting our comeback promotions. I want this apartment to be opened for a long time, hyung. I don’t want this closed again. They never complain when I do it with other members so TOP hyung’s a fairly good target. Little slips are okay, hyung. But we can’t do it as often as we do it before.”
Seungri squeezes his hand and he sees Jiyong smile.
Jiyong moves nearer him and puts his head on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, Ri. I just can’t - “
And he sighs.
“But this is okay, right? I mean, YG hasn’t installed cameras around the apartment, right?”
Seungri laughs.
“Hyung, I don’t think he’d like to see what’s been going on in this apartment. So, as much as he’d want to put cameras, I know he won’t. He wouldn’t want to see his golden son fucking - .”
Jiyong makes a slight jab on his stomach as he laughs an embarrassed laughter.
“Ri!”
Seungri joins him in his laughter.
They both lay flat on their bed and stare at sky and stars.
(But no really, it’s just their ceiling with neon star stickers on it.)
“Hyung, you think we’d do better this time?”
And Seungri’s not just talking about their upcoming comeback. And Jiyong knows it.
Seungri wraps his arms around Jiyong as he scoots and buries his head on his neck.
“We better, Ri. We need to.”
So we can stay like this forever.
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A.N. This is an entry for the Valentine's day event hosted by the GREAT micky unactivist over at gdkissri