An IU x GD fanfic.
Here they are playing their own persona as the singer IU and BIGBANG GD that we know.
This is their conversation, their interaction, and their newly found comfort around each other.
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GD POV
Ras-le-bol (French)
To be done, or fed up; a feeling of despair
Summer marched through and by the time I realized it, it's already over. Just like my relationship with Kiko, that particular her. Our relationship was the sun, the moon, and the stars for me. The light that keep me alive, the satellite that keep me grounded.
I can't re-create the first time(s) I promise to love her. I cannot relive the sensation of fear, admiration, self-consciousness, passion, and desire all mixed into one because with her, it never happens twice. I chase it like the first high for the rest of my life. The one spontaneous moment, the split second that I took the leap, when my heart was racing and my mind was muddled with What ifs?—that moment—never happen the same way. Numerous times we have broken up, but each and every time I got back with her the first time happens all over again. She always gives me new impression that makes me fall in love with a new but familiar person within her. At least, that's the way I remember it.
And thus, everything seems better in a memory. My memory.
Actually, I can never get away from her. Only now I am tired of it. I am weary. I am worn down and worn out and worn through. Simply put, I fed up with her. And only when I finally allow myself to accept in this tiredness, I let go of this thread of feelings that let me hold on to her. That's when the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away.
It simply moves on.
All things pass. None of us can manage to hold on to anything. In that way, we live our lives.
And here I am, living my busy life. Staring at Seoul's highway in a midsummer night give me a slight moment of zen. I stopped myself from thinking and breathe and checked my phone. The last katalk message is from Ji Eun:
You're dope Ji Yong oppa-nim
I smile to myself. She always has a good comeback, Ji Eun I mean. Never stray out of what deemed appropriate of our relationship as a colleague, fellow musician, still maintaining the context of our former conversation, has familiarity, and witty. Exact opposite of awkward, the word she always used when describing herself. I don't even know how and why she considers herself awkward.
"How's my schedule for this week?" I asked my manager
"Not much. Weekend concert's for sure, but you have plenty of time in between in the weekdays. Besides you said you need to go to Jeju," he said.
"In between in the weekdays? Means I have to do other things?" I ask. I stretched myself so far this summer and that's still not enough for me to cover all of the schedules for this cycle of promos. I still have other things to do, Jeju café, catching up with the guys, meeting Ji Eun.....
"Oh yes. Were you not in the meeting?" He asks, raising one eyebrow, half-mocking.
