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seungrishair:

There were things Jiyong didn’t like to admit to doing, feeling disappointment when his songs didn’t make it all the way to the top of the chart, for example, or admitting that his wardrobe choice had been a fashion mistake. And things like he was doing right now, stalking Seungri online while the night’s date slept under hotel sheets next to him, was something he’d never, ever admit because secretly it annoyed him that Seungri could be part of a circle of friends completely alienated from him. 
A month ago when he’d invited his donsaeng to be guest performer at his concert, this was not how’d he’d imagined the evenings. At least not entirely.
From the moment the airplane had landed and Seungri had checked into the hotel, he’d completely disappeared with a circle of friends that did not include Jiyong. And now, as he sat in the water-less bathtub and waded in jealousy, he switched from app to app on his phone as he scrolled through endless snapshots of maknae’s whereabouts without him. Actors, actresses, models, PR representatives, barefoot singing, dancing, drinking… a room full of happy people and this crowd did not include him.
It bothered Jiyong, the difference between Seungri’s circle and his. Jiyong’s circle always included brooding people in their self-absorbed atmosphere; sparkly jewelry shining brighter than their empty smiles. Seungri’s crowd was always filled with people laughing loudly with smiles that reached the eyes. And as he scrolled down the pictures, the only thing that bothered him more than the gift of the leather jacket or the guy he was carrying, was that Seungri had turned down the offer to spend the night out partying with him.
Jiyong had been reduced to being the kid at the pet shop tapping the glass to get the puppy’s attention from the other side, but no matter how hard he tapped the glass, the puppy just turned it’s back on him and slept. Every so often it would wag its little tail but it never gave him any attention. And Jiyong hated it. He hated it it with an obsessive passion because he hated the thought that Seungri could like anyone better than he liked him.  
And the more the puppy behind the glass ignored him, the more he wanted him, the more of a challenge he became, the deeper the obsession went because Jiyong hated common, he hated simple and ordinary more than he hated anything else in the world and Seungri was everything but these things.
And he hated the way Seungri would flirt with him in public and ignore him when they were out of the public’s eyes. And he loved the way he’d recoil from a hug or a kiss from his hyungs unless Jiyong was the one giving them.
But the last straw came the next day when ten seats had been specially saved under Seungri’s name for his special circle of friends. The action had left a bad taste in Jiyong’s mouth, it was his concert after all yet these people came specially to see the maknae, his maknae instead of him.
And before the concert Seungri had made sure to get his friend’s settled and had posed for pictures with them. And during the concert he could make out Seungri eyeing the crowd for his friends while he said things like “I love Thailand and Thailand loves ME.” All the while Jiyong had been reduced to being another random fan, backstage snapping phone pictures of Seungri from a tv screen.
So when they got back on the stage and Seungri began his fanservice skit asking Jiyong to kiss him, instead of simply eyefucking him like he did in China, Jiyong actually went in for the kiss. And as usual he found it cute when Seungri pushed him back and tried to avoid the kiss. But he remembered the friends that were not his in the crowd and he refused to let Seungri go from his grip. With his arm still wrapped around his donsaeng’s body, Jiyong brought his palm up to Seungri’s head, firmly dragging it towards him and holding it in place as he spoke into his ear,
“It doesn’t matter how hard you push. Maknae is mine. Remember this…”



HOMG. exactly

seungrishair:

There were things Jiyong didn’t like to admit to doing, feeling disappointment when his songs didn’t make it all the way to the top of the chart, for example, or admitting that his wardrobe choice had been a fashion mistake. And things like he was doing right now, stalking Seungri online while the night’s date slept under hotel sheets next to him, was something he’d never, ever admit because secretly it annoyed him that Seungri could be part of a circle of friends completely alienated from him.

A month ago when he’d invited his donsaeng to be guest performer at his concert, this was not how’d he’d imagined the evenings. At least not entirely.

From the moment the airplane had landed and Seungri had checked into the hotel, he’d completely disappeared with a circle of friends that did not include Jiyong. And now, as he sat in the water-less bathtub and waded in jealousy, he switched from app to app on his phone as he scrolled through endless snapshots of maknae’s whereabouts without him. Actors, actresses, models, PR representatives, barefoot singing, dancing, drinking… a room full of happy people and this crowd did not include him.

It bothered Jiyong, the difference between Seungri’s circle and his. Jiyong’s circle always included brooding people in their self-absorbed atmosphere; sparkly jewelry shining brighter than their empty smiles. Seungri’s crowd was always filled with people laughing loudly with smiles that reached the eyes. And as he scrolled down the pictures, the only thing that bothered him more than the gift of the leather jacket or the guy he was carrying, was that Seungri had turned down the offer to spend the night out partying with him.

Jiyong had been reduced to being the kid at the pet shop tapping the glass to get the puppy’s attention from the other side, but no matter how hard he tapped the glass, the puppy just turned it’s back on him and slept. Every so often it would wag its little tail but it never gave him any attention. And Jiyong hated it. He hated it it with an obsessive passion because he hated the thought that Seungri could like anyone better than he liked him.  

And the more the puppy behind the glass ignored him, the more he wanted him, the more of a challenge he became, the deeper the obsession went because Jiyong hated common, he hated simple and ordinary more than he hated anything else in the world and Seungri was everything but these things.

And he hated the way Seungri would flirt with him in public and ignore him when they were out of the public’s eyes. And he loved the way he’d recoil from a hug or a kiss from his hyungs unless Jiyong was the one giving them.

But the last straw came the next day when ten seats had been specially saved under Seungri’s name for his special circle of friends. The action had left a bad taste in Jiyong’s mouth, it was his concert after all yet these people came specially to see the maknae, his maknae instead of him.

And before the concert Seungri had made sure to get his friend’s settled and had posed for pictures with them. And during the concert he could make out Seungri eyeing the crowd for his friends while he said things like “I love Thailand and Thailand loves ME.” All the while Jiyong had been reduced to being another random fan, backstage snapping phone pictures of Seungri from a tv screen.

So when they got back on the stage and Seungri began his fanservice skit asking Jiyong to kiss him, instead of simply eyefucking him like he did in China, Jiyong actually went in for the kiss. And as usual he found it cute when Seungri pushed him back and tried to avoid the kiss. But he remembered the friends that were not his in the crowd and he refused to let Seungri go from his grip. With his arm still wrapped around his donsaeng’s body, Jiyong brought his palm up to Seungri’s head, firmly dragging it towards him and holding it in place as he spoke into his ear,

“It doesn’t matter how hard you push. Maknae is mine. Remember this…”

HOMG. exactly

Welcome to the G crew.

Welcome to the G crew.

Seungri is our cute maknae (youngest). He’s a very nice person. He has a good personality. He learns very quickly. He absorbs like a sponge. So I think he has a very bright future. And he has that something that makes him improve himself. He has the driving force.

— G-Dragon about Seungri (on Bigbang Around the World on MTV)