Jiyong immediately knows Seungri is home from the absence of the cold silence that normally greets him when he opens the door.

It’s like Seungri is more than a person – he is a presence, a feeling, a manifestation like a warm tingle that creeps up at his toes when the younger is close by and launches straight into his heart (engulfing it) as he nears him, leaving him calmed but so shaken up at the same time. This feeling is so uniquely Seungri’s causing that Jiyong sometimes thinks he is an entire force of nature on his own. The Seungri-feeling is completely interwoven into his life, practically becoming a part of him that Jiyong feels so deprived, so fragmented when Seungri is away (it drives him to the edge of insanity).

Also, he can tell Seungri is home from the half-drunk bottle of Coke sitting on the counter.

Smile creeps into his eyes.

Divesting his jacket and tossing it onto the couch, he heads straight to the bedroom. The light spills through as a slit into the dark room when he cracks the door open (enough for him to make out the familiar lump in the blanket