Dreams
Title:Dreams
Rating: PG
Genre:Fluff
Paring: GRI
Summary: “One day, I’ll take you away from all of this.”
A fluffy little thing because stupidefleurk made an amazing G-Ri video that couldn't be ignored
He held on even though the world was watching. Seunghyun was doing something nearby that drew in laughter and he smiled with them. His focus wasn’t on the rapper, though. It was on the way Seungri’s breath didn’t falter in the slightest when he slid his arm through his like they were lovers. His eyes didn’t stray and his smile didn’t move an inch as he laid his head down on his shoulder. He looked to Seunghyun and laughed but really he wanted to burst with happiness at the joy the boy filled him with. How seamlessly had they filled each other’s lives that even attaching himself like another limb didn’t sway the boy?
Their manager glared at him from behind the cameras and he reluctantly let go. Seungri clapped next him and he followed in suit. He had no idea if it was for something Daesung had said or if he was just clapping because he was happy. Either way, the sudden loss of warmth made he shudder. Protectively, his arms slunk around himself. He could see Seungri glance at him out of the corner of his eye before he took the hint.
Right, press conference. Cameras. Newspapers.
He dropped his arms and felt the loss all the more. It suddenly felt like the little space between them was miles. His eyes dropped to the floor and he wondered how much longer they would have to stand like prize animals on display. A whisper of fabric next to him drew his shallow attention. Seungri’s shoe touched his lightly as the boy slowly slid as close as possible.
He tried to hold in his smile and pretend to pay attention to the questions being thrown at him but the warmth of his love’s arm was lulling him into a dream world. A place somewhere far away from the cameras and bright, judging lights where he could hold Seungri and touch him as much as he liked. Their manager nodded to them and Youngbae thanked the crowd of journalists for coming. Seunghyun bowed next to him but he couldn’t focus on anything other than the way Seungri leaned on him for just a moment before pulling away.
They filed out of the room, exhausted, to their waiting van. He pushed Seungri into the back seat before sliding in next to him. The boy complied easily, and relinquished all personal space as Jiyong slid so close they were breathing the same air.
“One day, I’ll take you away from all of this.”
Seungri grinned at him with his lopsided smile.
“No you won’t.”
Jiyong’s smile fell. He pulled back from the boy to pout against the unfairness of life and maknaes that didn’t know when to shut up when he felt a soft hand slide into his. He looked up and saw far more seriousness on a teenager than he should have.
“But, thank you for dreaming enough for us both.”
He felt his smile come back in full force. The van roared to life and soon the world was flashing around them. Jiyong couldn’t tell if it was from the speed of the images or if it was from the boy in front of him, but he felt dizzy. He drew a gentle hand behind Seungri’s head and tugged him closer.
Finally out of the camera view he placed his lips exactly where they most belonged. Seungri moaned lightly in the kiss and he closed his eyes. Everything else in the world faded around him. Nothing mattered except this boy and this moment. He pulled back reluctantly as the van came to a stop and Youngbae announced they were at the next interview. He sighed before allowing Seungri to exit the van. His shoulders held steady and he walked with the purpose of someone who had something to prove. Jiyong smiled at his strong baby.
One day he would be able to stand on his own, and that would be the day Jiyong would whisk him away to a life together. He shook his head out of his dream world and ran to catch up the rest of the group.
Seungri was right. He really could dream enough for the two of them. But, it was ok to dream. Because so far, all his dreams had come true.
And as far as he was concerned, it was only a matter of time until his final one followed in kind.
Rating: PG
Genre:Fluff
Paring: GRI
Summary: “One day, I’ll take you away from all of this.”
A fluffy little thing because stupidefleurk made an amazing G-Ri video that couldn't be ignored
Click to viewHe held on even though the world was watching. Seunghyun was doing something nearby that drew in laughter and he smiled with them. His focus wasn’t on the rapper, though. It was on the way Seungri’s breath didn’t falter in the slightest when he slid his arm through his like they were lovers. His eyes didn’t stray and his smile didn’t move an inch as he laid his head down on his shoulder. He looked to Seunghyun and laughed but really he wanted to burst with happiness at the joy the boy filled him with. How seamlessly had they filled each other’s lives that even attaching himself like another limb didn’t sway the boy?
Their manager glared at him from behind the cameras and he reluctantly let go. Seungri clapped next him and he followed in suit. He had no idea if it was for something Daesung had said or if he was just clapping because he was happy. Either way, the sudden loss of warmth made he shudder. Protectively, his arms slunk around himself. He could see Seungri glance at him out of the corner of his eye before he took the hint.
Right, press conference. Cameras. Newspapers.
He dropped his arms and felt the loss all the more. It suddenly felt like the little space between them was miles. His eyes dropped to the floor and he wondered how much longer they would have to stand like prize animals on display. A whisper of fabric next to him drew his shallow attention. Seungri’s shoe touched his lightly as the boy slowly slid as close as possible.
He tried to hold in his smile and pretend to pay attention to the questions being thrown at him but the warmth of his love’s arm was lulling him into a dream world. A place somewhere far away from the cameras and bright, judging lights where he could hold Seungri and touch him as much as he liked. Their manager nodded to them and Youngbae thanked the crowd of journalists for coming. Seunghyun bowed next to him but he couldn’t focus on anything other than the way Seungri leaned on him for just a moment before pulling away.
They filed out of the room, exhausted, to their waiting van. He pushed Seungri into the back seat before sliding in next to him. The boy complied easily, and relinquished all personal space as Jiyong slid so close they were breathing the same air.
“One day, I’ll take you away from all of this.”
Seungri grinned at him with his lopsided smile.
“No you won’t.”
Jiyong’s smile fell. He pulled back from the boy to pout against the unfairness of life and maknaes that didn’t know when to shut up when he felt a soft hand slide into his. He looked up and saw far more seriousness on a teenager than he should have.
“But, thank you for dreaming enough for us both.”
He felt his smile come back in full force. The van roared to life and soon the world was flashing around them. Jiyong couldn’t tell if it was from the speed of the images or if it was from the boy in front of him, but he felt dizzy. He drew a gentle hand behind Seungri’s head and tugged him closer.
Finally out of the camera view he placed his lips exactly where they most belonged. Seungri moaned lightly in the kiss and he closed his eyes. Everything else in the world faded around him. Nothing mattered except this boy and this moment. He pulled back reluctantly as the van came to a stop and Youngbae announced they were at the next interview. He sighed before allowing Seungri to exit the van. His shoulders held steady and he walked with the purpose of someone who had something to prove. Jiyong smiled at his strong baby.
One day he would be able to stand on his own, and that would be the day Jiyong would whisk him away to a life together. He shook his head out of his dream world and ran to catch up the rest of the group.
Seungri was right. He really could dream enough for the two of them. But, it was ok to dream. Because so far, all his dreams had come true.
And as far as he was concerned, it was only a matter of time until his final one followed in kind.