{ chaptered } Tell Me Goodbye ★ 1
Title: Tell Me Goodbye [1/7]
Fandom: Big Bang
Genre: Angst, smutfic
Pairing: GRi
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Uses of alcohol, sex, rape. Not something to read to your younger sis.
Summary: There was always something bonding Jiyong and Seungri.
N/A: OH HEY I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING.
There has always been something special between Jiyong and Seungri. Anyone could tell that something bonded them just by seeing how they looked at each other or see how they always seemed to be touching each other. Some thought it was just a typical maknae and leader relationship and some suspected them to be more than friends or in love.
Yes, their bond was much more than just friendship but it was far more complicated than being in love with each other. In fact, it had nothing to do with love or feelings at all. It was about relieving each other, about being there for each other, about being as close to each other as possible without venturing into that hazardous place beyond the line between this and feelings that could ruin everything they had.
It was purely physical. It had always been that way from the very start.
Working as had as they did under the strict rules they followed had its aftermath. No matter how many people would acclaim them as G-Dragon and Seungri of Big Bang, Kwon Jiyong and Lee Seunghyun were both very lonesome, especially Jiyong. The older of the two was never very good at handling solitude, rejection and the numerous heartbreaks that just kept coming his way each time he attempted at love. He was prone to depression and had trouble finding the neutral point between being absolutely alright and feeling completely miserable.
When it all started, they still lived together... One night, Jiyong had reached the bottom. His girlfriend recently broke up with him and he did not find any other way to blur it all out than cigarette smoke and much more alcohol than what his body could handle. He needed comfort.
"It's going to be okay, hyung. There will be other girls. Come here."
Jiyong should not have enjoyed the warmth of the younger boy's embrace or the kindness in his words of encouragement so much. He should not have been so smashed, greedy and desperate for another's touch.
"Your skin is so soft, Seungri... Such cute thighs. Like a girl's."
"Thanks..?" Seungri blushed. He was not used to having anyone fondling his thighs. He knew Jiyong always touched him wherever at all times but this was very different from usual. He assumed it was because Jiyong was too drunk to realize it.
"Lay down."
Seungri was submissive and naïve, all he knew about desperately inebriated men was that he should never disagree with them for fear that they become violent. He let Jiyong take his shorts off and touch his legs and his rear end, trying hard to tell himself that he was just consoling him and that Jiyong was going to fall asleep once he had his fill of skinship. But Jiyong did not stop here.
"Let's take your shirt off..." Said the older man between a few kisses to the young boy's neck.
"W-what?" Seungri looked down at his shirt that was slowly being raised.
"Don't you want me to feel better? Raise your arms..."
Seungri complied. It was not a big deal to be shirtless between men after all.
"Hyungnim... what are you doing?"
"Taking your boxers off." Jiyong said as he pulled at the waistband of the checkered underwear, "I wanna see you fully..."
The younger man frowned, they had slept in the same bed naked before on laundry day but they both had nightwear tonight.
"But, hyung... How does seeing my body make you feel better? I don't get it."
"You're so cute, Seungri... You're so much prettier than she was..." Jiyong licked his lips and leaned toward the other, his hands going down his arms to stop at his wrists to pin them against the bed firmly, "Such a pretty body... it makes me want to..."
"What? Hyun-"
The younger boy realized what was going on when it was already too late to say no since Jiyong's hand covered his mouth.
Jiyong should not have taken advantage of a kid who just wanted to cheer him up, he should not have given this to him in return... but it felt so good to have a person this close to him again... so good to feel him, so good to sheath himself in the tight warmth of his innocence. Jiyong was far too intoxicated by the jumble of feelings in his heart and the alcohol to be conscious of what wrong he was doing.
The next day, Jiyong woke up to two things: a horrible hangover and Seungri's back turned to him. The boy refused to even look at him no matter how Jiyong tried to get his attention and see his eyes. Jiyong could not even imagine what kind of expression was on the usually so endearing face of his band-mate. He felt horrible, even more so when he noticed that there was dried blood down the boy's pale thigh when he walked to his drawers with such an awkwardly painful-looking gait.
"Oh God, Seungri... I'm so sorry." He apologized, feeling the sting of guilt in his eyes.
"It's okay, hyungnim." Seungri said, never turning to face the other even once. "I know that if it were me, you would have been there for me too... I just hope it made you feel better."
His voice sounded completely bare of the lighthearted gaiety that would habitually punctuate everything the maknae said. It broke Jiyong's heart even more that it already was... He promised to himself that he would drink less and more importantly, he swore to never lay a finger on Seungri again.
Fandom: Big Bang
Genre: Angst, smutfic
Pairing: GRi
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Uses of alcohol, sex, rape. Not something to read to your younger sis.
Summary: There was always something bonding Jiyong and Seungri.
N/A: OH HEY I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING.
There has always been something special between Jiyong and Seungri. Anyone could tell that something bonded them just by seeing how they looked at each other or see how they always seemed to be touching each other. Some thought it was just a typical maknae and leader relationship and some suspected them to be more than friends or in love.
Yes, their bond was much more than just friendship but it was far more complicated than being in love with each other. In fact, it had nothing to do with love or feelings at all. It was about relieving each other, about being there for each other, about being as close to each other as possible without venturing into that hazardous place beyond the line between this and feelings that could ruin everything they had.
It was purely physical. It had always been that way from the very start.
Working as had as they did under the strict rules they followed had its aftermath. No matter how many people would acclaim them as G-Dragon and Seungri of Big Bang, Kwon Jiyong and Lee Seunghyun were both very lonesome, especially Jiyong. The older of the two was never very good at handling solitude, rejection and the numerous heartbreaks that just kept coming his way each time he attempted at love. He was prone to depression and had trouble finding the neutral point between being absolutely alright and feeling completely miserable.
When it all started, they still lived together... One night, Jiyong had reached the bottom. His girlfriend recently broke up with him and he did not find any other way to blur it all out than cigarette smoke and much more alcohol than what his body could handle. He needed comfort.
"It's going to be okay, hyung. There will be other girls. Come here."
Jiyong should not have enjoyed the warmth of the younger boy's embrace or the kindness in his words of encouragement so much. He should not have been so smashed, greedy and desperate for another's touch.
"Your skin is so soft, Seungri... Such cute thighs. Like a girl's."
"Thanks..?" Seungri blushed. He was not used to having anyone fondling his thighs. He knew Jiyong always touched him wherever at all times but this was very different from usual. He assumed it was because Jiyong was too drunk to realize it.
"Lay down."
Seungri was submissive and naïve, all he knew about desperately inebriated men was that he should never disagree with them for fear that they become violent. He let Jiyong take his shorts off and touch his legs and his rear end, trying hard to tell himself that he was just consoling him and that Jiyong was going to fall asleep once he had his fill of skinship. But Jiyong did not stop here.
"Let's take your shirt off..." Said the older man between a few kisses to the young boy's neck.
"W-what?" Seungri looked down at his shirt that was slowly being raised.
"Don't you want me to feel better? Raise your arms..."
Seungri complied. It was not a big deal to be shirtless between men after all.
"Hyungnim... what are you doing?"
"Taking your boxers off." Jiyong said as he pulled at the waistband of the checkered underwear, "I wanna see you fully..."
The younger man frowned, they had slept in the same bed naked before on laundry day but they both had nightwear tonight.
"But, hyung... How does seeing my body make you feel better? I don't get it."
"You're so cute, Seungri... You're so much prettier than she was..." Jiyong licked his lips and leaned toward the other, his hands going down his arms to stop at his wrists to pin them against the bed firmly, "Such a pretty body... it makes me want to..."
"What? Hyun-"
The younger boy realized what was going on when it was already too late to say no since Jiyong's hand covered his mouth.
Jiyong should not have taken advantage of a kid who just wanted to cheer him up, he should not have given this to him in return... but it felt so good to have a person this close to him again... so good to feel him, so good to sheath himself in the tight warmth of his innocence. Jiyong was far too intoxicated by the jumble of feelings in his heart and the alcohol to be conscious of what wrong he was doing.
The next day, Jiyong woke up to two things: a horrible hangover and Seungri's back turned to him. The boy refused to even look at him no matter how Jiyong tried to get his attention and see his eyes. Jiyong could not even imagine what kind of expression was on the usually so endearing face of his band-mate. He felt horrible, even more so when he noticed that there was dried blood down the boy's pale thigh when he walked to his drawers with such an awkwardly painful-looking gait.
"Oh God, Seungri... I'm so sorry." He apologized, feeling the sting of guilt in his eyes.
"It's okay, hyungnim." Seungri said, never turning to face the other even once. "I know that if it were me, you would have been there for me too... I just hope it made you feel better."
His voice sounded completely bare of the lighthearted gaiety that would habitually punctuate everything the maknae said. It broke Jiyong's heart even more that it already was... He promised to himself that he would drink less and more importantly, he swore to never lay a finger on Seungri again.