snippet - big bang (g-top)
a snippet; big bang
g-top (side g-ri?) | pg | fluff
they’re waiting for a photoshoot, and seunghyun’s trying to get into character: gangster chic or something, that’s what the make-up artist said, and he thinks of an opened convertible and the hot chick from wardrobe lounging beside him as he freestyles from the driver’s seat. cool as shit. seungri comes back from getting his face patted dry and gives him a weird look.
jiyong reaches across his line of vision, swaddled in some kind of fake fur, and wraps an arm around seungri. he plants a big, wet one across his cheek. ‘hyung!’ seungri yells, ‘i don’t want to fix up again.’ seunghyun’s momentarily pulled out his preparation, and he blinks at the two. the photographer motions for seungri to come for his shoot, and he pulls out of jiyong’s grasp, moving with a swagger he’s acquired sometime in the past month.
with a laugh, jiyong hops himself up onto the make-up counter and sticks out his tongue. seunghyun pushes him off. sometimes around jiyong he feels big and clumsy, a little ridiculous, but it’s silly because jiyong’s such an idiot himself that they could fill a whole script with all the weird shit he’s done. case in point: jiyong flails dramatically as he pretends to fall from the force of the push, his arms swinging out and smacking seunghyun straight in the face.
for a moment, they pause. then seunghyun follows jiyong to the ground, wrestling him into submission as jiyong chokes out amiable protests. he gets a hand under his armpit and tickles, hard, as jiyong laughs, and then when he starts really pleading for mercy seunghyun leans back and stays put. ‘shit,’ jiyong says. ‘you’re heavy.’
seunghyun feels proud of this fact.
jiyong’s hand comes up and pushes at seunghyun’s, and without thinking he turns it palm up and stretches out his fingers, linking them between jiyong’s like he would with a new girlfriend. jiyong gives him a bright smile; they stare at each other.
youngbae comes back from the restroom and says, 'well, this is weird.'
it’s then that daesung starts cooing.
RANDOM SNIPPET IS RANDOM. recently, it seems like a lot of the writing i do is childofnazgul's fault o: so blame it all on her, yo! xD
g-top (side g-ri?) | pg | fluff
they’re waiting for a photoshoot, and seunghyun’s trying to get into character: gangster chic or something, that’s what the make-up artist said, and he thinks of an opened convertible and the hot chick from wardrobe lounging beside him as he freestyles from the driver’s seat. cool as shit. seungri comes back from getting his face patted dry and gives him a weird look.
jiyong reaches across his line of vision, swaddled in some kind of fake fur, and wraps an arm around seungri. he plants a big, wet one across his cheek. ‘hyung!’ seungri yells, ‘i don’t want to fix up again.’ seunghyun’s momentarily pulled out his preparation, and he blinks at the two. the photographer motions for seungri to come for his shoot, and he pulls out of jiyong’s grasp, moving with a swagger he’s acquired sometime in the past month.
with a laugh, jiyong hops himself up onto the make-up counter and sticks out his tongue. seunghyun pushes him off. sometimes around jiyong he feels big and clumsy, a little ridiculous, but it’s silly because jiyong’s such an idiot himself that they could fill a whole script with all the weird shit he’s done. case in point: jiyong flails dramatically as he pretends to fall from the force of the push, his arms swinging out and smacking seunghyun straight in the face.
for a moment, they pause. then seunghyun follows jiyong to the ground, wrestling him into submission as jiyong chokes out amiable protests. he gets a hand under his armpit and tickles, hard, as jiyong laughs, and then when he starts really pleading for mercy seunghyun leans back and stays put. ‘shit,’ jiyong says. ‘you’re heavy.’
seunghyun feels proud of this fact.
jiyong’s hand comes up and pushes at seunghyun’s, and without thinking he turns it palm up and stretches out his fingers, linking them between jiyong’s like he would with a new girlfriend. jiyong gives him a bright smile; they stare at each other.
youngbae comes back from the restroom and says, 'well, this is weird.'
it’s then that daesung starts cooing.
RANDOM SNIPPET IS RANDOM. recently, it seems like a lot of the writing i do is childofnazgul's fault o: so blame it all on her, yo! xD