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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IU POV
Sobremesa (Spanish)
(n) the time after lunch or dinner spent talking to the people you shared the meal with.
I am driving down Apgujeong, following Ji Yong oppa-nim's directions to our meeting place. We decided to meet at 12:30 and the clock on the dashboard says it's already 12:20. I'm not gonna make it on time, that's for sure, as I need to find this place in the first place.
"...We're friends now, like you said, right?" That's what I said that last night before Ji Yong oppa-nim answers, "100%".
So if we are going to be kind, let it be out of simple generosity, not because we feel guilty or feel obliged that's what I wanted to say to him afterwards, but I didn't, and that floats my mind right now. Why I didn't said that, you ask? Because I don't want to sound like I'm lecturing him on how to make a friendship with another human. And because I'm partly sure if that will make our talk last night turned awkward. I don't know why. I just have this thing with awkwardness. Another thing is, I realised that Ji Yong oppa-nim also have this thing with awkwardness. We both need some seconds to think before talking and thus we always talk in a slow-kind-of pace, discernible rhythm, like we are reciting poetry (besides some occasion where Youngbae oppa topic came up, because that gets in my nerves. Oh. God. Why.)
By the time I finally found the place, I'm already 10 minutes late. I walk fast to the entry, the waitress greets and immediately ushers me to the 2nd floor after I mention Kwon Ji Yong's name. I only glance a little but this place has a nice ambience, a little Victorian with full-fledged classic English decorations. It's a bit dark and no one has recognized me so far. In the corner I found Ji Yong oppa-nim staring out to the window, with a cup of tea in front of him. He turns his head when he hears my steps.
"You're late."
"I'm sorry. Annyeonghaseyo."
"Annyeong. Sit."
"Hmm... I should've come sooner as I asked..."
"You don't have to explain, I'm sure you have your reason. Besides I don't seem to give you a good direction."
"No no, it's..."
"What?" He cheekily smiles.
"Are we playing what again?"
"What? Hahahaha okay okay."
I open the menu book and flip some of the pages. They have various kinds of tea, a bit limited selection of coffee, lots of choice for something to nibble on, several choice of salads and sandwiches, some main entrees, specials of the day, and many options of dessert. But to be honest I'm overwhelmed by the selection cause it all seems so delicious in my head. In other words, I'm confused. But here's him, who seems to be a regular here. So I ask, "What's your recommendation, oppa-nim?"
