Big Bang Fic Challenge - Forgotten
Theme: Number Thirteen: Forgotten
Pairing: Seungri/Seungri
Summary: Seungri thought. Seungri thinks.
Genre: Uhh…angst? Not much of a genre.
Rating: PG
Author’s Note: Un-beta’d, so please excuse all the grammatical errors :(. First Big Bang Fic for Big Bang 30 Fanfics Challenge (1/30). Let me know how it is please :).
Seungri’s dream was to be recognized all over the world, so he would never be forgotten. Even after death.
When Seungri first arrived at the Big Bang house, excited as he was, he thought he would never be able to keep up with everyone. His thoughts weren’t very off.
Jiyong was the popular one, the fashionable one, the one every one loved, the one who molested him during practices. He was the leader, after all. He didn’t even have to try.
Youngbae was the handsome one; the one who looked good no matter what, the one he could go to with all his problems. He had a great body, a pure image, and with almost no effort, the fans’ love.
Seunghyun was the brooding one; the one who was great at rapping, the one who got to kiss Hyori, but even more, the one who cared for the entire group at an almost obsessive level.
Daesung was the one with the killer smile, killer voice, killer body, killer everything; the one who everyone said he had the most awkward relationship with. The Doraemon fanatic with the love of the entire nation.
What was Seungri? The cute one? The innocent one? The one with the dark shadows under his eyes? The maknae? The forgotten one? Seungri thought there would be more to it than that; that he shouldn’t have been in the group.
“Seungri, project your voice during that line,” Youngbae says. Seungri sings again, obeying his hyung. “Good job Seungri.”
“Hyung.” Seungri says.
“Yeah?”
“Thanks.”
Youngbae raises an eyebrow. “Why the sudden thanks? This is just normal routine for us.”
Seungri sits down on the floor. “I was just thinking, hyung.”
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
Seungri’s face sticks a tongue out at Youngbae, and then his face shifts back to normal. “I’m serious, hyung.”
Youngbae looks at Seungri carefully, and then sits down next to his maknae. “What’s wrong, Seungri?”
“I’ve been thinking…about my position in Big Bang.”
“Yeah…?”
“Am I always just going to be the maknae?”
“Yeah, since you are the youngest one.”
“I mean, am I always going to be just the maknae?”
“Ah...” says Youngbae. He scratches his head. “You aren’t just the maknae, Seungri.”
“Am I?”
“Yeah, you’re part of Big Bang.”
Seungri folds his arms and frowns. “Just the maknae of Big Bang.”
“No, Seungri. You’re an important part of Big Bang. It’s not Big Bang without you.”
Seungri puts his head on his knees. “Jiyong, Seunghyun, and you can all rap. And all of you can sing better than me. It makes me wonder why I’m Big Bang at all.”
“Ya. Seungri. Why are you thinking like that?”
Seungri’s eyes are now watery. “I don’t know.”
“Listen, Seungri…just think of it like this. We’re a star.”
“Don’t you mean we’re stars?”
“No, listen. A star has five arms. Each of us is an arm, and a star missing just one of the arms, isn’t a star. You are part of us.”
Seungri lets out a chuckle. “That was a lame analogy, hyung.”
Youngbae folds his arms and smiles. “Listen, Seungri. No matter what, Big Bang will never be Big Bang without you. Remember what we said after you cried at our first concert?”
Seungri blushes. “…Yeah.”
“We won’t cry ever again, until we become the best. And nobody ever forgets the best.”
“…Thanks hyung.”
Seungri thinks that he does have a place in Big Bang…and will never be forgotten.
Pairing: Seungri/Seungri
Summary: Seungri thought. Seungri thinks.
Genre: Uhh…angst? Not much of a genre.
Rating: PG
Author’s Note: Un-beta’d, so please excuse all the grammatical errors :(. First Big Bang Fic for Big Bang 30 Fanfics Challenge (1/30). Let me know how it is please :).
Seungri’s dream was to be recognized all over the world, so he would never be forgotten. Even after death.
When Seungri first arrived at the Big Bang house, excited as he was, he thought he would never be able to keep up with everyone. His thoughts weren’t very off.
Jiyong was the popular one, the fashionable one, the one every one loved, the one who molested him during practices. He was the leader, after all. He didn’t even have to try.
Youngbae was the handsome one; the one who looked good no matter what, the one he could go to with all his problems. He had a great body, a pure image, and with almost no effort, the fans’ love.
Seunghyun was the brooding one; the one who was great at rapping, the one who got to kiss Hyori, but even more, the one who cared for the entire group at an almost obsessive level.
Daesung was the one with the killer smile, killer voice, killer body, killer everything; the one who everyone said he had the most awkward relationship with. The Doraemon fanatic with the love of the entire nation.
What was Seungri? The cute one? The innocent one? The one with the dark shadows under his eyes? The maknae? The forgotten one? Seungri thought there would be more to it than that; that he shouldn’t have been in the group.
“Seungri, project your voice during that line,” Youngbae says. Seungri sings again, obeying his hyung. “Good job Seungri.”
“Hyung.” Seungri says.
“Yeah?”
“Thanks.”
Youngbae raises an eyebrow. “Why the sudden thanks? This is just normal routine for us.”
Seungri sits down on the floor. “I was just thinking, hyung.”
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
Seungri’s face sticks a tongue out at Youngbae, and then his face shifts back to normal. “I’m serious, hyung.”
Youngbae looks at Seungri carefully, and then sits down next to his maknae. “What’s wrong, Seungri?”
“I’ve been thinking…about my position in Big Bang.”
“Yeah…?”
“Am I always just going to be the maknae?”
“Yeah, since you are the youngest one.”
“I mean, am I always going to be just the maknae?”
“Ah...” says Youngbae. He scratches his head. “You aren’t just the maknae, Seungri.”
“Am I?”
“Yeah, you’re part of Big Bang.”
Seungri folds his arms and frowns. “Just the maknae of Big Bang.”
“No, Seungri. You’re an important part of Big Bang. It’s not Big Bang without you.”
Seungri puts his head on his knees. “Jiyong, Seunghyun, and you can all rap. And all of you can sing better than me. It makes me wonder why I’m Big Bang at all.”
“Ya. Seungri. Why are you thinking like that?”
Seungri’s eyes are now watery. “I don’t know.”
“Listen, Seungri…just think of it like this. We’re a star.”
“Don’t you mean we’re stars?”
“No, listen. A star has five arms. Each of us is an arm, and a star missing just one of the arms, isn’t a star. You are part of us.”
Seungri lets out a chuckle. “That was a lame analogy, hyung.”
Youngbae folds his arms and smiles. “Listen, Seungri. No matter what, Big Bang will never be Big Bang without you. Remember what we said after you cried at our first concert?”
Seungri blushes. “…Yeah.”
“We won’t cry ever again, until we become the best. And nobody ever forgets the best.”
“…Thanks hyung.”
Seungri thinks that he does have a place in Big Bang…and will never be forgotten.