Wavering at the Thought of You

Last night.

-Jiyong's POV-

After recalling last nights 'episode', I couldn't help but burn up and ruffle my hair in frustration. I clasped my hands together and squeezed my eyes shut, praying that it wouldn't affect our relationship, as to be frank I was quite content on how we all just clicked together.

I heard groans and grumbling coming from the curled up ball beside me. The night before, after a very, very long cold shower, I climbed back into my bed, sniffling, watching as the angelic face beside me was fast asleep (luckily).

I groaned as I realised that 'it' had grown again. Sigh, all these cold showers I'm having lately is going to cause a unnatural phenomenon to occur in my nether regions, I swear if I don't get some sort of release soon I'm going to be as horny as fck.

That reminds of the time when that actually happened, I was ready to jump anyone, there and then, even my coach. After that I got a good scolding from YG's doctor saying I was a grown man now and it shouldn't be something I should 'hold in'. That was also the fault of our supposedly innocent Maknae. Last nights events surely proved he wasn't as innocent as he seemed to be. He's being changing a lot during the time we're together, the sexy-cute combo he's successfully pulling off, is seriously not good for my heart and health.

Wait a minute. If he could pull off something like that, doesn't it mean he's done it before? I mean come on after all those scandals he couldn't still be a vir... Or could he? My lips curled into a smirk as I found another topic to tease the panda with. But then again after what happened he could still feel awkward/sensitive talking about it. Aigoo... This is giving me a bad headache, eotteokae, eotteokae...

The bed started to creak as Seungri shifted his weight. I turned to eye the Maknae curiously as he stirred from his slumber. Suddenly he shot up, uttering a few incoherent words, before making his way quickly to the bathroom. The sounds of puking filled the apartment. Worried, I made my way hastily towards the puking panda.

-Seungri's POV-
My stomach churned as woke up mumbling, 'I'm gonna puke', before quickly toddling towards the bathroom, stumbling ever so slightly. Leaning over the toilet, my stomach hurled out last nights alcohol and anything else I had supposedly consumed over the last 24 hours (or even before that). After my puking session had finished, I felt a hand brush past my shoulder to hand me a tissue and a cup of water,

"Thanks." was all I managed to grunt before downing the water that was held before me (my throat burned from all the puking). I hesitantly turned around not only to realise my saviour was no one other than, Jiyong Hyung. I shivered, realising that I was only in my boxers, blushing I was only able utter,

"I-I'll just go get dressed.", this came out in a hoarse whisper. Memories from last night flooded back like a flash flood. I smacked my head in embarrassment, quickly scurrying back to the bedroom to retrieve my scattered clothes. Aish, you PABO! I can't believe you did that!

I continued to scold myself while getting dressed, vowing that I wouldn't drink a single drop of alcohol ever again! With my fist held in the air, I slowly slumped against the wall and my face had become sullen, As if... My inner Seungri's always right. I pouted and puffed my cheeks out in exasperation, until I heard chuckles coming from the doorway of the bedroom.

-Jiyong's POV-

I decided to check on the Maknae as he was taking way too long if he was just putting his clothes on. Worried he might have fainted or something, I found myself rushing to the bedroom, only to find the cutest thing ever. I peeked slightly into the room, finding a frustrated panda muttering to himself with a scowl on his face. He slowly changed to determined, dejected then annoyed. He pouted while puffing his adorable little face out.

I couldn't stop myself, I just wanted to pinch those cutie pie cheeks. Stepping out of hiding, I made my way to Seungri, who had a bewildered expression on and was blushing a little from getting found out. I pinched both cheeks and stretched them out.

"Hung! Whap art ya duin~"

"Hmm?"

Seungri slapped my hands away scowling slightly. He rubbed his cheeks while saying,

"Hyung! What was that for! It hurt..."

He crossed his arms and pouted while looking downwards. I chuckled at the sight of this, resisting the urge to pinch his now rosy pink cheeks again. An awkward atmosphere filled the room, and I wasn't the only one who noticed this. I coughed and did my best to start up a conversation.

"Umm...Well, I ordered some chicken noodle soup early in the morning, its best if you eat that then have some hangover medicine, or at least a painkiller, but you have to eat something, it's not good to eat medicine on a empty stomach."

I looked over to see any reaction from Seungri's unreadable poker face.

-Seungri's POV-

I looked at the flustered and confused G-dragon, chuckling as I cheekily replied,

"Ne, Eomma~"

Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, I stealthily ran (PANDA STYLE) to the safety of the covers to hide, but I was too slow. Ji Hyung attacked me on the bed tickling my sides and any other place available.

"Pwhaha! Hyung! Stop! Wait! Ah~"

We both froze as the air had become tense.

-Seungri and Jiyong POV-

Shit.