Tempo's Very Special Week - Thursday
Title: Tempo's Very Special Week
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Thursday
Tempo had felt a bit apprehensive about getting out of bed in the morning, but his dance rehearsal and vocal training had gone without a hitch. He was sitting at a piano with Dae Sung (at a safe distance) when Sean poked his head into the room and cheerfully told Tempo that YG wanted to see him.
In his apartment.
Tempo tried to ignore the ominous, sinking feeling in his stomach as he made his way up to YG's place. YG was his boss. YG was professional. ... YG was the gayest man in Korea. He winced as he knocked on the door. There was still a chance that he just wanted to yell at Tempo, though. For not dancing well enough or something. Yeah, that had to be it. He'd yell a bit and Tempo would nod and look suitably contrite and then he'd go.
A few minutes later, he was sitting on YG's couch with a glass of wine in his hand and a shell-shocked look on his face. YG was sitting way too close, wearing a semi-transparent shirt with a couple of buttons undone and babbling enthusiastically about how much progress Tempo had made and how great he was at rapping.
"You look so tense~ Have you been dancing too much?" he asked before putting his glass down and standing behind him to rub his shoulders.
Tempo blinked (he seemed to be doing a lot of blinking these days). "Um. No. I'm just not used to getting molested by my boss," he blurted out.
YG giggled. "You're so funny~" He ruffled his hair, then went back to the massage.
Tempo sighed resignedly and sipped his wine.
***
The relaxed, blissful look on YG's face as he lit his cigarette and took a deep drag was enough to make Tempo feel kind of flattered, despite the utter weirdness of the situation. He was getting molested by the people he worked with, but hey, at least he was damn good at it.
"That was wonderful~" YG said, stretching out like an oversized happy cat.
Tempo smiled a bit. "Thanks. Uh... It wasn't Ji Yong's idea, was it?"
"Of course not, silly," YG replied with a little laugh. "Why would it be Ji Yong's idea? Is he trying to find me a boyfriend?"
Tempo shook his head and buried his face in YG's pillow, trying to ignore the panicky feeling induced by YG using the word "boyfriend" while naked in bed with him. Maybe it wasn't a prank. Maybe it was just a dream. Tempo had eaten some weird nachos he'd found on the floor of Big Bang's apartment on Sunday night, and that was when the weirdness had started. He'd wake up anytime now, and then he'd throw away the rest of the nachos and never ever eat any again.
*pointspoints* CEO nipple! :D
Rating: PG
Pairing: Tempo/?
Thursday
Tempo had felt a bit apprehensive about getting out of bed in the morning, but his dance rehearsal and vocal training had gone without a hitch. He was sitting at a piano with Dae Sung (at a safe distance) when Sean poked his head into the room and cheerfully told Tempo that YG wanted to see him.
In his apartment.
Tempo tried to ignore the ominous, sinking feeling in his stomach as he made his way up to YG's place. YG was his boss. YG was professional. ... YG was the gayest man in Korea. He winced as he knocked on the door. There was still a chance that he just wanted to yell at Tempo, though. For not dancing well enough or something. Yeah, that had to be it. He'd yell a bit and Tempo would nod and look suitably contrite and then he'd go.
A few minutes later, he was sitting on YG's couch with a glass of wine in his hand and a shell-shocked look on his face. YG was sitting way too close, wearing a semi-transparent shirt with a couple of buttons undone and babbling enthusiastically about how much progress Tempo had made and how great he was at rapping.
"You look so tense~ Have you been dancing too much?" he asked before putting his glass down and standing behind him to rub his shoulders.
Tempo blinked (he seemed to be doing a lot of blinking these days). "Um. No. I'm just not used to getting molested by my boss," he blurted out.
YG giggled. "You're so funny~" He ruffled his hair, then went back to the massage.
Tempo sighed resignedly and sipped his wine.
***
The relaxed, blissful look on YG's face as he lit his cigarette and took a deep drag was enough to make Tempo feel kind of flattered, despite the utter weirdness of the situation. He was getting molested by the people he worked with, but hey, at least he was damn good at it.
"That was wonderful~" YG said, stretching out like an oversized happy cat.
Tempo smiled a bit. "Thanks. Uh... It wasn't Ji Yong's idea, was it?"
"Of course not, silly," YG replied with a little laugh. "Why would it be Ji Yong's idea? Is he trying to find me a boyfriend?"
Tempo shook his head and buried his face in YG's pillow, trying to ignore the panicky feeling induced by YG using the word "boyfriend" while naked in bed with him. Maybe it wasn't a prank. Maybe it was just a dream. Tempo had eaten some weird nachos he'd found on the floor of Big Bang's apartment on Sunday night, and that was when the weirdness had started. He'd wake up anytime now, and then he'd throw away the rest of the nachos and never ever eat any again.
*pointspoints* CEO nipple! :D