GD X Reader 2

Chapter 3

Waking up and realizing the GD's arm was still around me, I gave up on the idea of getting and laid back down.

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I had gotten up about 30 minutes ago and started making breakfast, I felt to arms wrap around my waist. Smiling, I put down the bowl of pancake mix and turned around in the arms.

"Morning Jiyong," I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Morning," he sounded so tried. Giggling, I kissed his cheek and turned back to the bowl. I felt him lay his head on my shoulder, he was falling asleep. He put lazy kisses on my neck and squeezed his arms tighter when foot steps were heard.

"Spicing things up in the kitchen are we?" Taeyang smirked, "should I come back later?"

"Yes," Jiyong snapped releasing me and walking to the table. When he was one or two feet away he shot his hand back smacking me in the butt, jumping I dropped a plate and it shattered.

Jiyong and Taeyang bursted out laughing as my dad wheeled into the kitchen.

"(Y/N) are you ok? What happened?"

"I'm fine dad, just got spooked." I glared at Jiyong, he shrugged grabbing the broom and helping me clean up.

"Taeyang, what happened?" My dad looked to Taeyang since I wasn't talking.

"Jiyong had his head on her shoulder with his arms around her waist and I came in and said ' spicing things up in the kitchen are we, should I come back later' and Jiyong said 'yes' and turned to leave but before he got to far away he smacked her butt making her jump therefore dropping the dish, which is in pieces, on the floor."

My dad sighed rolling over to where Jiyong had his head resting on the table now that he finished cleaning up the broken glass for me and I was setting the table.

"So ah Jiyong," my dad went next to him as I was on the other side.

"Hmmm." Wow Jiyong you know how to reply to people don't you. Taeyang entered the room drinking a glass of orange juice.

"Should I be expecting grandchildren any time soon?"

I gasped and Taeyang started chocking on the drink. Jiyong smiled and looked up at me in puppyish expression, so cute. I finished the table and walked back into the kitchen to turn on the stove and make the pancakes. From the kitchen I heard Jiyong talking.

"Only if she let's me."

"I don't mind waiting a little bit, I guess." Ugh, my dad is so annoying some time.

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Everyone was laughing at the breakfast table as Taeyang finished the story for the thousandth time that morning. Jiyong got up and took my hand and lead me away.

"Im leaving tomorrow, for Canada."

"I know," I sighed tears building up in my eyes.

"Um, I'm going out, to the practice room." Daesung said passing us to to the door.

"You know that's a good idea, its been awhile since I saw you dance." He smiled grabbing my hand.

On the way we stopped and got a smoothie and some cookies, when we got to the practice house, Daesung's ride wasn't the only on there.

"Who bike is that?" Jiyong said pointing to the sliver and blue motorcycle by Daesung's car.

"Umm, Hailey's, I got it for her for her birthday."

"Who gets a friends a expensive bike?" He was clearly puzzled.

"Heres a better one," I got out of the car meeting him at the door for the building sucking on my straw. "Why's it here."

He opened the door for me and we went to the door opening it quietly. The mirrors were freshly cleaned and floor moped. You wouldn't be able tell if anyone was there if the refection wasn't in the mirror.

There in the middle of the floor was Hailey and Daesung in a very passionate make out session. We stepped through, they didn't notice.

When i screamed hailey Jiyong shouted Daesung. They broke apart, startled and wide eyed.

"(Y/N)! W-what are you doing here!?!" Her thick british accent sounding beautiful.

"I could ask you the same thing!?!?" We stepped closer to them as they awkwardly shuffled on their feet.

"Daesung," Jiyong glared down at him, he lifted his fist.

"Good job." Jiyong smiled as Daesung gave him an awkward fist bump, I rolled my eyes.

"How could you not tell me!" I whined, Hailey laughed.

Gosh her accent was so flipping beautiful.

"We didn't want people to know because of the media and reporters and all, sorry we didn't want to risk it getting out." She sighed lacing her fingers with Daesung's.

"But you hid it from me," I raised an eyebrow, and she back up.

"Please, no!" She ran, and I chased.