my little playboy (complete)

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•(Jiyong pov)•

I see the door open out of the corner of my eye. Then Senguri looks up from the phone. Fuckkkk~. I push (y/n) off of me making sure she lands in the clothes. I dart after Senguri and when we get to the second to last step I tackle him on the floor in front of couch where the guys are sitting. "HOLY FUCK!! YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT JIYONG AND (Y/N) WERE DO-" Senguri starts to scream but I cut him off by yelling "SHUT THE FUCK UP SENGURI!! I SWEAR TO GOD!" He shuts up instantly. I don't like to yell so when I do they know I'm upset. I get off of him and push him to go sit with the rest off the guys. I walk over to the sink and pick up a paint palette with dried paint stuck to it. It calms me down to pick the paint off of them. Always has and always will calm me down instantly. I sit across from them and look at them. "Sooo.. what were you and her doing?" Daesung asks looking at me. I pick at a purple spot of acrylic paint. "Nothing." I say. "Bullshit. They were about to fuck." Senguri says looking at me. My face burns and I peel up a dark drown spot on the palette. "Dude... don't make her another hook up. She doesn't deserve you regular shit." Taeyang says. I pick harder at the middle of the palette where I mix the paints. We sit there for about 10 minutes. Just silence. I finish picking and peeling all the paint and take it back to the sink and set it with the other clean ones. I rest my hands on the counter and let my head hang. "She's not a fucking hook up. She's more than that. I don't know what it is about her. I don't have to be "playboy" gdragon around her... I can be Jiyong the painter, boy who hates his parents and is hurting inside. Who is lonely and sad. I can see the trust in her eyes. I can see the hurt of losing her mother. I want to be with her. The only way to mask my pain is painting be I found another way to make me happy... her" I say not looking at them and walking back to my room.
She has her legs pulled up close to her chest tightly. She's asleep. I move all the stuff off of my bed and move the covers over. I walk back to her and pick her up. She wraps her arms around me smiling that same dopey smile she had in the car. I put her down and cover her up. I make a little bittle bed out of spare blankets on the ground. I close the door and turn off the lights. I sleep for about two hours.
I wake up and check the time. 1:56. My thoughts won't be quiet. So I think. Does she actually like me? like, like like me? She can see the hurt in my eyes? I meant every word I told the guys. I've only known her for a day and yet I want to tell her everything that I've never told another living soul. And top in the car? "We all love someone.." I'm startled out of my trance by a hand pushing me. I respond to her with panic "What? What? Are you ok what's wrong?" I say grabbing her hand. She pulls her hand out of mine as she moves over in the bed, moving deeper into the darkness of the room. "Cmere~" she says almost inaudible. I push myself off the floor and roll onto the bed. She grabs me and pulls me into a hug. I close my eyes and hug her back.
Goodnight (y/n).

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I cried writing this ; - ; (shoutout to Yoonseokie93 for teaching me this >> ; - ;