Jiyong stepped inside the YG rehearsal room and roamed his eyes around; heaving a deep sigh. Peace at last. After Dara-ahjumma’s parade of catastrophes last night, he is so glad that he finally got rid of her and that his life is back to normal. Being with her is a nightmare! If that woman stays another day in his apartment, blood will probably start pumping in his eyeballs.
“Hey”, he greeted his group members who were sitting on the floor forming a circle as they all waited for their choreographer, Shaun.
“Hey!” Youngbae greeted back. He joined them and pushed his hands on the floor, reclining backwards as he observes his members. Seungri, the maknae, is his usual talkative self and is leading the conversation, although half of what he’s saying is not true. The eldest, TOP, is spacing out as usual. Daesung looks like he’s sleeping because of his tiny eyes, but he’s actually reading the lyrics sheet that were distributed to them. Youngbae is bobbing his head while listening to the music.
At times, he still cannot wrap his brain around the idea that Big Bang is now widely known around the globe and that their music is appreciated by millions of people. It seems like yesterday when they were all scared as hell, thinking that they will be cut from the group and will be sent home by Yang Hyun Suk, their CEO. Times have changed tremendously.
Did Dara-ahjumma find a place to stay? Heyyyyy. Where did that thought come from? Jiyong frowned and ruffled his hair. Why would he concern himself with that walking disaster? She must be creating chaos somewhere; exploding the brains of innocent civilians. He could already imagine the trail of mess that she’s creating right that very moment. Yeah, she’s pitiful. So what? Even if she cries tears of molten lava, there is no way he’s going to let her stay in his place again.
He sighed heavily and shook his head slightly, catching the attention of the other Big Bang members. “That was a very deep sigh. Is there something wrong?” Youngbae asked while studying his expression. Of course, he will ask. Expect Mother Youngbae to take everything seriously, no matter how miniscule it is.
“It’s a girl, isn’t it?” Seungri butted in. “Am I right? I’m right, aren’t I? Omo! Are you seeing someone? Is she from another company? She MUST be from another company! Girl group member? How did you two meet?! Oh no, are you going to leave us? You ARE going to leave us! No, hyung!”
Jiyong sighed once again while eyeing their maknae as he gives himself a heart attack. In a matter of seconds, Seungri has made up an intricate detail of his alleged love life and has predicted his marriage and the name of his future kids. Why this idiot is still alive is beyond him. Whenever he opens his mouth, all sorts of random hell come out.
“Jiyong has a girl? Nah. If any of us will have a scandal, I think it will be Seunghyun hyung”, Daesung said. Eyebrows were raised as they all looked at their eldest member who just blinked absentmindedly at all of them.
That was pretty hard to believe because he is TOP, the weirdest member of their group who talks to his toys and baptize each object in his room with a ridiculous name. And even though he is the oldest among them, they seldom see him act like one. When their hyung had flu, he was declaring his death every five minutes and bidding farewell to each and every one of them. That’s why they cannot imagine him in any kind of scandal involving girls.
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MY CELEBRITY ROOMMATE (Romantic Comedy)
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