You Are My Butterfly
Title: Butterfly
Genre: Fluff :DD
Pairing: G-Ri
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I sighed when the door opened, but instantly smiled as I saw it was Seungri. He walked over to me on the bed and sat in front of me. He leaned into my embrace.
“Remember the night when you said ‘this song is for you’”? Seungri asked me unexpectedly.
I smiled, “Yes, why?”
“Which song on your album is it?”
“Now what makes you think it’s on my album?”
“I know it is,” He replied, grinning. I shook my head and smiled, kissing his hair lightly.
“You’re my butterfly,” I said softly. He laid quiet for awhile, but then, of course, had another
question to ask. He sat up and turned around to face me. “Is it a metaphor then when you say ‘3-
lettered name’?”
I chuckled at him, “You really don’t think outside of the box much, do you?”
He glared at me with his panda eyes and I just couldn’t fight the urge to tackle him down. A low
whine escaped his lips from the impact of our bodies.
“So?”
“What?”
“Is it a metaphor?”
“I never thought that when someone said ‘name’, it only applied to their first,” I replied, I pecked him on the lips and then headed for the door. He lay there with a blank face for a few minutes until I heard him yell, “Oh!” from the hallway.
I walked back into the room and looked at him expectantly, “Well? Are you coming?”
“Where?”
“Dinner. S to the O to the L is buying,” I grinned at him and he giggled.
“I am not buying dinner Jiyong!” Youngbae yelled from the living room. Damn he had good hearing.
“You are if I say so! Listen to your elders!”
“I’m older than you though!”
“Well… I’m the leader, and your leader is telling you to buy dinner,” I replied.
“I can cook,” Seungri offered. I gestured for him to come out of the bedroom and he followed.
“That won’t be necessary,” Youngbae mumbled to Seungri.
I patted him on the head, “Good boy.”
I heard a muffled ‘shut up’ as I helped Seungri into his coat. Seunghyun and Daesung quickly ran
outside, excited to eat, followed by Youngbae, Seungri and I.
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In the car ride on the way back from dinner, everyone was passed out except Youngbae and I.
Youngbae was driving, Daesung and Seunghyun were clinging to each other in their sleep in the
back seat, and baby Seunghyun had his head on my lap in the far back. I smiled at his sleeping figure
while lightly brushing his hair. His lips were slightly parted and I took the chance to quickly kiss
him. I quietly whispered against his mouth, “My butterfly.”
Genre: Fluff :DD
Pairing: G-Ri
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I sighed when the door opened, but instantly smiled as I saw it was Seungri. He walked over to me on the bed and sat in front of me. He leaned into my embrace.
“Remember the night when you said ‘this song is for you’”? Seungri asked me unexpectedly.
I smiled, “Yes, why?”
“Which song on your album is it?”
“Now what makes you think it’s on my album?”
“I know it is,” He replied, grinning. I shook my head and smiled, kissing his hair lightly.
“You’re my butterfly,” I said softly. He laid quiet for awhile, but then, of course, had another
question to ask. He sat up and turned around to face me. “Is it a metaphor then when you say ‘3-
lettered name’?”
I chuckled at him, “You really don’t think outside of the box much, do you?”
He glared at me with his panda eyes and I just couldn’t fight the urge to tackle him down. A low
whine escaped his lips from the impact of our bodies.
“So?”
“What?”
“Is it a metaphor?”
“I never thought that when someone said ‘name’, it only applied to their first,” I replied, I pecked him on the lips and then headed for the door. He lay there with a blank face for a few minutes until I heard him yell, “Oh!” from the hallway.
I walked back into the room and looked at him expectantly, “Well? Are you coming?”
“Where?”
“Dinner. S to the O to the L is buying,” I grinned at him and he giggled.
“I am not buying dinner Jiyong!” Youngbae yelled from the living room. Damn he had good hearing.
“You are if I say so! Listen to your elders!”
“I’m older than you though!”
“Well… I’m the leader, and your leader is telling you to buy dinner,” I replied.
“I can cook,” Seungri offered. I gestured for him to come out of the bedroom and he followed.
“That won’t be necessary,” Youngbae mumbled to Seungri.
I patted him on the head, “Good boy.”
I heard a muffled ‘shut up’ as I helped Seungri into his coat. Seunghyun and Daesung quickly ran
outside, excited to eat, followed by Youngbae, Seungri and I.
-
In the car ride on the way back from dinner, everyone was passed out except Youngbae and I.
Youngbae was driving, Daesung and Seunghyun were clinging to each other in their sleep in the
back seat, and baby Seunghyun had his head on my lap in the far back. I smiled at his sleeping figure
while lightly brushing his hair. His lips were slightly parted and I took the chance to quickly kiss
him. I quietly whispered against his mouth, “My butterfly.”