Black Ties & Wedding Dresses [[ PROLOGUE ]]
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Title : Black Ties & Wedding Dresses [[ PROLOGUE ]]
Author : xomg_dragonluvx
Rating : (may vary with each chapter)
Genre: Romance, angst
Pairing(s) : G-TOP
Summary: < TAGLINE >When they said "I do," was it really final - were they ready for a full lifetime of commitment?
Kwon Ji Yong had Choi Seung Hyun. Choi Seung Hyun had Kwon Ji Yong. What could possibly be missing?
Disclaimer : I DO NOT OWN BIG BANG --> darn... TT^TT
A/N : Hi Hi! I am back to writing dark fics. Don't hate me! *prepares herself for downpour of tomatoes* ...and about my other unfinished G-Ri fic, Giving Him To You, the ending is in progress.
Remember, this new story isn't your typical love - hate story, so please don't go! (<-- no pun intended; if you don't get it, take a glance over at the muzik I'm listening to...got it now? Har har har...! *chokes on spit*)
Black Ties & Wedding Dresses [[ PROLOGUE ]]
Kwon Ji Yong - blond locks of hair flopping around and all - sauntered along the vacant, soundless streets of Seoul, on the route towards the home he shared with his "husband" after a long days' work. A heather gray - slightly oversized - sweatshirt, dark-washed skinny jeans, black belt with silver loops, silver Converses (high-tops), black trench coat, and a massive red rose ring he wore occasionally (accompanied by another silver band with engravings of their - his and his lover's - names on his ring finger on the left hand) were sported in a beautiful manner by him, his lithe form fitting well in the typical GD clothing.
He turned a corner, now travelling down an unfamiliar desolate alley, feeling the walls with the tips of his fingers for guidance. He could see the street lamp hovering in the distance, as if by some sinister magic. Just a few more steps...
THUD!
Ji Yong's light body was pushed backwards by a force far too strong for his skinny arms that endeavored to claw and push it in the opposite direction and were pinned securely above his head. After all the force the muscles in his forearm exerted in that one failed attempt, they began to strain, the blood pumping and thumping against the inner walls of raw skin throbbing erratically. It was painful - his wrists that were in a merciless, unsparing death grip.
He thrashed wildly, flinging his limp body in all random directions, trying desperately to break free of the darkness surrounding him. But he soon realized what was happening when hot breath ghosted over the soft flesh at his neck.
"Shut up and be good or you die, y'hear me, bitch?"
The blade glimmered in the dim moonlight that washed over it, the cool, silvery metal pressing dangerously close to his sensitive neck in idleness. The way it reflected the light in its mischievous, sinister mockery signified that it was waiting to cut flesh, ready to taste the blood pumping through his veins, and prepared to strike at any time. If he so much as turned his head one degree to the left, the sharp knife would break skin in a clean, undeniable cut, even if not deep.
Kwon Ji Yong could only nod, accepting his cruel fate.
* * * * *
*A/N : *coughs* So, whad'ya think? No, you don't have to tell me. Just vote in the poll above!
And NO, this isn't gonna be one of those typical rape stories --> there WILL be an actual plot + storyline, so stick around if you can! ~
XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
Title : Black Ties & Wedding Dresses [[ PROLOGUE ]]
Author : xomg_dragonluvx
Rating : (may vary with each chapter)
Genre: Romance, angst
Pairing(s) : G-TOP
Summary: < TAGLINE >When they said "I do," was it really final - were they ready for a full lifetime of commitment?
Kwon Ji Yong had Choi Seung Hyun. Choi Seung Hyun had Kwon Ji Yong. What could possibly be missing?
Disclaimer : I DO NOT OWN BIG BANG --> darn... TT^TT
A/N : Hi Hi! I am back to writing dark fics. Don't hate me! *prepares herself for downpour of tomatoes* ...and about my other unfinished G-Ri fic, Giving Him To You, the ending is in progress.
Remember, this new story isn't your typical love - hate story, so please don't go! (<-- no pun intended; if you don't get it, take a glance over at the muzik I'm listening to...got it now? Har har har...! *chokes on spit*)
Black Ties & Wedding Dresses [[ PROLOGUE ]]
Kwon Ji Yong - blond locks of hair flopping around and all - sauntered along the vacant, soundless streets of Seoul, on the route towards the home he shared with his "husband" after a long days' work. A heather gray - slightly oversized - sweatshirt, dark-washed skinny jeans, black belt with silver loops, silver Converses (high-tops), black trench coat, and a massive red rose ring he wore occasionally (accompanied by another silver band with engravings of their - his and his lover's - names on his ring finger on the left hand) were sported in a beautiful manner by him, his lithe form fitting well in the typical GD clothing.
He turned a corner, now travelling down an unfamiliar desolate alley, feeling the walls with the tips of his fingers for guidance. He could see the street lamp hovering in the distance, as if by some sinister magic. Just a few more steps...
THUD!
Ji Yong's light body was pushed backwards by a force far too strong for his skinny arms that endeavored to claw and push it in the opposite direction and were pinned securely above his head. After all the force the muscles in his forearm exerted in that one failed attempt, they began to strain, the blood pumping and thumping against the inner walls of raw skin throbbing erratically. It was painful - his wrists that were in a merciless, unsparing death grip.
He thrashed wildly, flinging his limp body in all random directions, trying desperately to break free of the darkness surrounding him. But he soon realized what was happening when hot breath ghosted over the soft flesh at his neck.
"Shut up and be good or you die, y'hear me, bitch?"
The blade glimmered in the dim moonlight that washed over it, the cool, silvery metal pressing dangerously close to his sensitive neck in idleness. The way it reflected the light in its mischievous, sinister mockery signified that it was waiting to cut flesh, ready to taste the blood pumping through his veins, and prepared to strike at any time. If he so much as turned his head one degree to the left, the sharp knife would break skin in a clean, undeniable cut, even if not deep.
Kwon Ji Yong could only nod, accepting his cruel fate.
* * * * *
*A/N : *coughs* So, whad'ya think? No, you don't have to tell me. Just vote in the poll above!
And NO, this isn't gonna be one of those typical rape stories --> there WILL be an actual plot + storyline, so stick around if you can! ~
XOXOXOXOXOXOXO