"Hyung, what I'm about to tell you is going to make you want to kill me," Seungri begins sheepishly.
"I'm not going to kill you. It would take too much effort to break in a new maknae," Ji Yong blows out smoke. "What did you do?"
Seungri shuffles his feet and looks anywhere, but at his leader. He rubs the back of his neck. JiYong narrows his eyes and sits back in his chair. He's looking a bit Godfather, despite being a marshmallow. Seungri gulps and slowly starts backing away.
"Umm, never mind, we can talk later," he says with a nervous smile.
Seungri ruffles his hair and shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He begins to turn to leave the room, but just as his hand reaches the doorhandle, BAM! Ji Yong's long slender hand slaps the door right beside Seungri's face. He narrows his eyes even further as Seungri looks at him with an expression both of surprise and vacancy.
"You'd better spill it," Ji Yong begins with a saccharine sweet smile, "because if I find out from someone else it will not go well for you."
"Aish, dammit, ok!" Seungri gives in.
Ji Yong removes his hand from the door and crosses his arms. He gives the universal hand gesture to get on with it already.
Seungri pins on his most charming smile. He gathers his winning persona up and begins.
"Well, you know that fur coat you love so much? The mostly white one with bits of black on it?"
Ji Yong nods and says, "Yeah Yeah, go on."
Seungri shifts and pulls back his shoulders.
"Well, funny story! You may even just laugh!" He chuckles, but Ji Yong isn't laughing yet. "Right," he continues," well I had some friends over to the studio the other day and you had left it in the room we usually practice in by mistake." He gives yet another hopeful chuckle, "we had a few drinks and they encouraged me to do my impression of you."
Ji Yong still stands there with a deadpan stare.
"Annnyyyyway, I put on your fur coat and was having a good time." Seungri clears his throat, "I stumbled and spilled a glass of read wine all over it." He cringes on the last few words.
Ji Yong, cocks his head slightly, "And?"
Seungri's face falls, "What do you mean and?"
Ji Yong grins, "I have two more of those."
"Freaking WHAT?"
Ji Yong laughs at his stricken face, "Oh yes. I love those. You didn't think I would have a backup or two?"
Seungri feels his stomach settle, and breathes. He chuckles slightly and rubs his neck again.
"Oh thank God," he says, "I was so worried you would be mad."
"Oh I'm not happy," Ji Yong claps him on the shoulder and squeezes the pressure point there, "and you're buying me a new one even if I have two more."
"Oww owwww wowww," Seungri shrinks away until Ji Yong lets go. Rubbing his shoulder he says, "ugh fine." He follows with a mumbled, "even if you're richer than the devil."
"What?"
Seungri smiles, "Nothing! Do you want to go get dinner?"
Ji Yong smiles again, "Sure," then his stern look returns, "but you're buying as punishment for taking so long to tell me."
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Big Bang Daydreams
FanfictionScenarios and imagines of The Kings of Kpop Cute, sometimes smutty, sometimes sad, just whatever I feel like writing.