Fic: Hot
Title: Hot
Author: Sky
Pairing: GTOP
Rating: PG-15
A/N: It's not GD's or TOP's or anyone's birthday, really. But let's just pretend it is :D:D Ah
A ‘fun’ night out. Top sighed as he sat on a bar stool and watched G-Dragon mingling with people on the dance-floor.
He was never going with the over-enthusiastic leader to any more of his ‘wonderful’ birthday ideas. Nor was he going to be blackmailed bullied into going by his fellow group members.
And where were the other three? In a studio somewhere away from here, recording GD’s birthday CD.
They’d insisted that someone stay behind and distract Jiyong until at least 7AM.
It seemed that the world had it out for him.
“Hey, hyung!” Jiyong appeared from the crowd of people with a broad grin on his face. He gestured to the dance-floor. “Come dance!”
Seunghyun frowned. “No way.”
“Why not? Afraid I’ll be hotter than you?” GD goaded lightly. He plopped onto the stool beside Top and ordered a drink - only juice, though. Manager Yang would kill him if he got drunk… He turned his attention to his friend.
“You’re not having fun.” He stated plainly, gulping down the icy beverage when it came.
Top looked at Jiyong. “Don’t mind me. It’s your birthday. Go dance!” he insisted.
GD shot an uncertain look at him. Seunghyun smiled. “Go!”
Jiyong brightened and slid away, shouting “I’m still hotter than you!” over his shoulder. He fell into the beat of the pounding music and lost himself as he moved.
Top sipped another drink as he watched Jiyong the dance-floor. Suddenly, a tall, vaguely good-looking man appeared behind the group leader. And that idiot has no idea he was basically grinding himself against a total stranger, did he?
When the man dipped his head towards the smooth column of Jiyong’s neck, Seunghyun had a totally irrational burst of … something.
He slipped off the stool and strode determinedly towards the dancing pair. Top yanked the stranger’s arms off his leader and gave him a dark glare.
The man was indignant. “Hey! I found him first!”
Abruptly, felling the urge to establish his closeness with Jiyong, he wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed himself tightly to his back. He glared at the rather pissed off man again. “No. I did. Years ago.”
Seunghyun turned a by-now-surprised Jiyong around and pressed their lips together. Satisfaction ran through him when the stranger scoffed and moved away.
Then it hit him. He’d just…
Top felt Jiyong pull away gently. He looked away from the inevitable weight of disgusted eyes on him. But instead, Seunghyun felt arms sliding around his neck.
“You came to dance.” Jiyong said, his voice laced with amusement.
Hesitantly, he directed his eyes to the leader’s face. There was no disgust there. He grinned slowly.
“It means I’m hotter then.”
Jiyong pouted. He forced Top to move with him as he resumed dancing. “No way.”
And he leaned up and caught Seunghyun’s lips with his own.
They pulled away out of breath. “Ok,” Jiyong panted. “Maybe you’re a good kisser. But that doesn’t mean you're hotter!”
Top raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t matter,” he replied with a small smile. “It’s your birthday, so you can be the sexiest being alive.”
Jiyong squawked with great offense, but Seunghyun had ways of shutting him up.
-+-+-
“Jiyongie-hyung!” Seungri called. “Happy birthday!!”
There was no response.
“Maybe he’s not home yet.” Youngbae suggested.
“I called hyung two hours ago, though! He said they were home.” Daesung took out his phone again. “I’ll call him.”
The three froze when a complementary ringing arose from inside Top’s room. What had them falling into silent laughter was that it was Jiyong’s voice that punctuated the apartment’s quiet. “Hyung. Turn off your phone~ I’m still tired…”
Seunghyun’s deep tones replied from the same room, equally as blearily. “’s not my fault…”
A click was heard from Daesung’s phone. “He hung up.” He informed his counterparts. All stifling smiles, they retreated outside.
Seungri grinned. “Who knew Jiyong-hyung would get extra presents?”
They shared a three way high-five before heading off the find something else to amuse themselves with until the two rappers decided to get up.
Author: Sky
Pairing: GTOP
Rating: PG-15
A/N: It's not GD's or TOP's or anyone's birthday, really. But let's just pretend it is :D:D Ah
A ‘fun’ night out. Top sighed as he sat on a bar stool and watched G-Dragon mingling with people on the dance-floor.
He was never going with the over-enthusiastic leader to any more of his ‘wonderful’ birthday ideas. Nor was he going to be blackmailed bullied into going by his fellow group members.
And where were the other three? In a studio somewhere away from here, recording GD’s birthday CD.
They’d insisted that someone stay behind and distract Jiyong until at least 7AM.
It seemed that the world had it out for him.
“Hey, hyung!” Jiyong appeared from the crowd of people with a broad grin on his face. He gestured to the dance-floor. “Come dance!”
Seunghyun frowned. “No way.”
“Why not? Afraid I’ll be hotter than you?” GD goaded lightly. He plopped onto the stool beside Top and ordered a drink - only juice, though. Manager Yang would kill him if he got drunk… He turned his attention to his friend.
“You’re not having fun.” He stated plainly, gulping down the icy beverage when it came.
Top looked at Jiyong. “Don’t mind me. It’s your birthday. Go dance!” he insisted.
GD shot an uncertain look at him. Seunghyun smiled. “Go!”
Jiyong brightened and slid away, shouting “I’m still hotter than you!” over his shoulder. He fell into the beat of the pounding music and lost himself as he moved.
Top sipped another drink as he watched Jiyong the dance-floor. Suddenly, a tall, vaguely good-looking man appeared behind the group leader. And that idiot has no idea he was basically grinding himself against a total stranger, did he?
When the man dipped his head towards the smooth column of Jiyong’s neck, Seunghyun had a totally irrational burst of … something.
He slipped off the stool and strode determinedly towards the dancing pair. Top yanked the stranger’s arms off his leader and gave him a dark glare.
The man was indignant. “Hey! I found him first!”
Abruptly, felling the urge to establish his closeness with Jiyong, he wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed himself tightly to his back. He glared at the rather pissed off man again. “No. I did. Years ago.”
Seunghyun turned a by-now-surprised Jiyong around and pressed their lips together. Satisfaction ran through him when the stranger scoffed and moved away.
Then it hit him. He’d just…
Top felt Jiyong pull away gently. He looked away from the inevitable weight of disgusted eyes on him. But instead, Seunghyun felt arms sliding around his neck.
“You came to dance.” Jiyong said, his voice laced with amusement.
Hesitantly, he directed his eyes to the leader’s face. There was no disgust there. He grinned slowly.
“It means I’m hotter then.”
Jiyong pouted. He forced Top to move with him as he resumed dancing. “No way.”
And he leaned up and caught Seunghyun’s lips with his own.
They pulled away out of breath. “Ok,” Jiyong panted. “Maybe you’re a good kisser. But that doesn’t mean you're hotter!”
Top raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t matter,” he replied with a small smile. “It’s your birthday, so you can be the sexiest being alive.”
Jiyong squawked with great offense, but Seunghyun had ways of shutting him up.
-+-+-
“Jiyongie-hyung!” Seungri called. “Happy birthday!!”
There was no response.
“Maybe he’s not home yet.” Youngbae suggested.
“I called hyung two hours ago, though! He said they were home.” Daesung took out his phone again. “I’ll call him.”
The three froze when a complementary ringing arose from inside Top’s room. What had them falling into silent laughter was that it was Jiyong’s voice that punctuated the apartment’s quiet. “Hyung. Turn off your phone~ I’m still tired…”
Seunghyun’s deep tones replied from the same room, equally as blearily. “’s not my fault…”
A click was heard from Daesung’s phone. “He hung up.” He informed his counterparts. All stifling smiles, they retreated outside.
Seungri grinned. “Who knew Jiyong-hyung would get extra presents?”
They shared a three way high-five before heading off the find something else to amuse themselves with until the two rappers decided to get up.