A Fan's Diary [BIGBANG 'SEUNGRI']

IV. A Beginning of An Affair

You know that hugged by the one you always loved was amazing and the moment when Seungri hugged me... I could say no word.

Being in his arm, it felt like heaven was in this room. I felt flying, beyond content. And there was no word which could describe how I was. Nothing. I wanted to stay like this forever. I wanted to be in his embrace as it felt so good. Too good to be true.

"Are you alright know?" The deep voice realized me from my fantasy world. I looked up my face, staring straight to his superb handsome face. He was smiling to me and I felt like I could fainted any time.

"You're quite pretty when you're blushing, you know?" Seungri chuckled.

I suddenly got off from his arms and lowered my face. It wasn't that I didn't like being called pretty by the one I loved but, I was just shocked to know I was blushing in front of him. Well, I still couldn't calm my racing heart and now, he just said I was pretty, my world was whirling up.

"What's wrong?" he asked, touching my shuddering shoulder.

I just shook my head feebly, still looking at the floor. No, I didn't have enough brave to look at him. He was too handsome to my own world. I might have gotten a heart attack if I had looked at him. He was too special.

"May I go home now? I'm feeling better," I whispered, intertwining all my fingers, wishing my nerve to calm down. But then, what a useless thing.

I shrugged, expecting he would let his hand off me but it just made him touch my shoulder tighter. I was so confused, a bit worried that abruptly the discomfort was approaching.

I stayed still, eyes wandering on the floor. I waited for him to speak just a word but he didn't. He kept silent and my shoulder started feeling acute.

I shouldn't think like this. I meant, I was being with Seungri! He was the hottest man in the world I had ever known. This couldn't be threatening for me.

"Look at me," he spoke up eventually. Yet, I didn't like the way he voiced out. It was so deep and dark.

"I wanna go home," I whispered again, lifting up my face and straightly looking into his eyes. It was so dark and a bit scary.

"I can't drive you to home." What? How was I going to go home?

Seungri sighed, letting off his grab on my shoulder.

"I'm just afraid that sasaeng may be around us. You know, I'm so famous and fans always follow me."

I couldn't help but frown. Was he a narcissistic or what? I realized so much how famous he was but convincing himself too exaggerating like this? No way it was too much for me.

"I can call my friend or my mom. You can leave now," I said as slowly as possible so he could catch what I said. The affection toward him somehow lessened, knowing what kind of human which was over narcissistic like him.

Well, it was Seungri. My crush for forever. But this behaviour was shocking me a lot. And I was like 'oh my god'.

"I don't want to leave you. Instead, you may stay in my hotel tonight," he said, smiling to tempted me.

But, I was tempted. Honestly. Because.... Oh my god! Seungri was smiling to me and he even asked me to stay with him in a hotel! I should call Tan about this and she might have been dying in jealousy.

Oh well, I remembered my mom's advice. I shouldn't go with any stranger. Seungri was probably a stranger for me, literally. Excluded the fact that I was into him all this time.

"I can't. Mom told me I shouldn't have gone with any stranger. I'm so sorry but I appreciate your help so much," I told him apologetically.

He looked at me, a weak smile curved on his cherish lips (it was a dead temptation for me to jump onto hip and ate up his lips). He shrugged and pull out his phone.

"I'll text my manager to call a taxi for us. Is your house far from here?"

"No, but your hotel is closer. We can drive you first."

So, he called his manager, speaking in language that I perfectly knew it was Korean. I couldn't catch what he talked since his language was rather different from the one I learned. I shouldn't have wondered though. I only learned about some simple sentences but he was a native. At least, I could have caught him while saying "Gomabda" which meant thank you.

Then, we just stayed silent. Seungri was busy with his phone and I was busy to watch him. He looked like an angel, you know. His black hair, his pointed nose, his small eyes, his heavy eye bags which made him look tired, his lips, his perfect jaw line. Everything about him was just perfect and watching him this close, it made me love him more. I could feel how my heart was beating faster right now. I meant, you might have felt the same if you were in the same room with the one you adored the most, right? It was undeniable because it was fangirl nature.

Seungri suddenly looked at me and I was like dumbfounded. He smiled. Maybe it was funny for him finding out that I was watching him intensely like a freak.

"Give me your phone number. I can't follow you on Twitter or receive your request on Facebook. I'm a famous artist," he said, jokingly, offering his phone to me. But his words were enough to piss me off. He was famous but it didn't mean he should have been like that.

I accepted his phone, typed my number, and gave it back to him. Like a rock hitting me, a realization knocked me. Seungri just asked my phone number! Oh well, let's just forget his annoying behaviour because Seungri had my number and he would call me next time.

Well, I wasn't sure though but I just hoped he would call me.

"I'm going to call you later. May I know you more? Chua?" he asked, tilting his head a bit and giving me the most tempting smile ever.

I was absolutely going to die tonight....