Fic: Dark Eyes (GTOP) [2/10]
Title: Dark Eyes (2/10)
Author: Sky
Pairing: GTOP
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This is very very short. I just needed some GTOP love to cheer me up today so this is what happened haha. I hope it's not too strange and detached from the previous part though. I really really promise the next part will be longer than 500 words, which seems to be a sort of habit I'm developing in these last few entries. Gosh, it hasn't even been edited yet, so point out any mistakes! <3
“Did you notice it?” Seunghyun demanded. They stood in the dressing room corner, where Jiyong was tediously removing his makeup in a mirror. He turned to face TOP.
“Notice what?” he asked. One make-up-free eye peered up.
Seunghyun frowned. His eyes flashed with a veiled annoyance that Jiyong did not miss. “What happened?” the leader asked again, laying a hand on TOP’s right sleeve.
“You really didn’t notice?”
Jiyong stepped in closer to Seunghyun and proceeded to fiddle with his lover’s jacket buttons, drawing the Dae’s camera attention on the other side of the room away from; away from them. The other three didn’t particularly want the relationship being broadcasted into the public forum.
TOP tilted Jiyong’s head up and leaned in to speak quietly into his ear. “She was the one we saw at the concert.”
A blank look.
“She was following us backstage.”
Jiyong was silent for a moment, then recognition flickered across his face. He frowned. “Now that you say it, she did have a resemblance to that woman.” He pressed himself against TOP who weaved a comforting hand through his slightly sweat-soaked hair. “You think she’s a stalker?”
“Hope not.”
“Ok then.”
There was a pause as Seunghyun hummed, the vibrations tingling down Jiyong’s spine. He hid his face against the taller rapper’s neck as an idea appeared; every bit of talk of stalkers and obsessive fans wasn’t good for his hyung’s health after all. Deliberately, he slid a hand down the other’s leather clad arm, all the while unbuttoning the jacket discreetly. As he felt Seunghyun stiffen in surprise, he gave a long lick of the neck positioned so closely, so invitingly near.
“Jiyongie!” Top hissed. His arms tried to resist his mind, which had a logical part of it saying thisisapubicareathisisapublicarea, but when G-Dragon pulled away with that innocent look on his flushed face, he was inexplicably drawn towards the finest details of his lover, from the gelled tips of his hair to the way he blushed.
A voice rang out from the opposite side of the room. “Hey! We’re going home, Jiyong, Seunghyun-hyung! You guys coming?” Youngbae called, picking up his final few accessories and left after shooting a raised eyebrow at them. That was a look suited to fathers who knew their sons were up to something but didn’t really see the need to say anything; Seunghyun was sort of glad Jiyongie had someone else to depend on. But not really. Not all the time, because sometimes, he just needed their ‘us’ moments.
“Ah, you heard what the mother said.” The leader said, smiling cheekily and effectively moving his thoughts away from any doubts. “Let’s go.”
He moved a few steps then stopped. The younger man looked back coyly and spoke so softly that Seunghyun had to strain his ears to discern all the words. “I think it’ll be a little chilly out tonight, and my room will be awfully cold.”
Seunghyun basically salivated grinned after the slim figure all the way to the waiting car.
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Author: Sky
Pairing: GTOP
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This is very very short. I just needed some GTOP love to cheer me up today so this is what happened haha. I hope it's not too strange and detached from the previous part though. I really really promise the next part will be longer than 500 words, which seems to be a sort of habit I'm developing in these last few entries. Gosh, it hasn't even been edited yet, so point out any mistakes! <3
“Did you notice it?” Seunghyun demanded. They stood in the dressing room corner, where Jiyong was tediously removing his makeup in a mirror. He turned to face TOP.
“Notice what?” he asked. One make-up-free eye peered up.
Seunghyun frowned. His eyes flashed with a veiled annoyance that Jiyong did not miss. “What happened?” the leader asked again, laying a hand on TOP’s right sleeve.
“You really didn’t notice?”
Jiyong stepped in closer to Seunghyun and proceeded to fiddle with his lover’s jacket buttons, drawing the Dae’s camera attention on the other side of the room away from; away from them. The other three didn’t particularly want the relationship being broadcasted into the public forum.
TOP tilted Jiyong’s head up and leaned in to speak quietly into his ear. “She was the one we saw at the concert.”
A blank look.
“She was following us backstage.”
Jiyong was silent for a moment, then recognition flickered across his face. He frowned. “Now that you say it, she did have a resemblance to that woman.” He pressed himself against TOP who weaved a comforting hand through his slightly sweat-soaked hair. “You think she’s a stalker?”
“Hope not.”
“Ok then.”
There was a pause as Seunghyun hummed, the vibrations tingling down Jiyong’s spine. He hid his face against the taller rapper’s neck as an idea appeared; every bit of talk of stalkers and obsessive fans wasn’t good for his hyung’s health after all. Deliberately, he slid a hand down the other’s leather clad arm, all the while unbuttoning the jacket discreetly. As he felt Seunghyun stiffen in surprise, he gave a long lick of the neck positioned so closely, so invitingly near.
“Jiyongie!” Top hissed. His arms tried to resist his mind, which had a logical part of it saying thisisapubicareathisisapublicarea, but when G-Dragon pulled away with that innocent look on his flushed face, he was inexplicably drawn towards the finest details of his lover, from the gelled tips of his hair to the way he blushed.
A voice rang out from the opposite side of the room. “Hey! We’re going home, Jiyong, Seunghyun-hyung! You guys coming?” Youngbae called, picking up his final few accessories and left after shooting a raised eyebrow at them. That was a look suited to fathers who knew their sons were up to something but didn’t really see the need to say anything; Seunghyun was sort of glad Jiyongie had someone else to depend on. But not really. Not all the time, because sometimes, he just needed their ‘us’ moments.
“Ah, you heard what the mother said.” The leader said, smiling cheekily and effectively moving his thoughts away from any doubts. “Let’s go.”
He moved a few steps then stopped. The younger man looked back coyly and spoke so softly that Seunghyun had to strain his ears to discern all the words. “I think it’ll be a little chilly out tonight, and my room will be awfully cold.”
Seunghyun basically salivated grinned after the slim figure all the way to the waiting car.
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