Chapter 23: Phone Call

                Jiyong sighed, really wishing that you were a better actress. “It’s about something Eunsook told her,” he said, hoping that Seungri wouldn’t pry further. Unfortunately, the panda was not letting things go. “I already know that! She told me that much, but what did that tell her? You know don’t you?” he pouted, not wanting to be left out in the dark.

                “Yeah I know what it is.”

                “Then tell me.”

                “It’s personal.”

                “I’m her fiancé! Tell me already!”

                “She told her that I like her,” Jiyong admitted, not being able to come up with a better lie at the moment. Seungri laughed, “Is that what she’s all worked up about? What bull !” He smiled at Jiyong, hoping that his hyung would agree. Jiyong gave him a small smile back before turning on the TV. “It is BS, isn’t it?” he asked, examining Jiyong’s reaction.

                “Of course it is. Do you really think I’d like your girl? What kind of hyung do you think I am?” Jiyong answered in mild annoyance before locking Seungri in a headlock. “Ow! Ow! Ow! Okay, okay! I get it! Sorry for doubting you!” Seungri whined before Jiyong let him go. “Yeah, that’s right, you better be sorry.” Jiyong laughed as he let him go and then focused his attention on the television. Thank God he had gotten himself out of that.

                Once Seungri had fallen asleep on the couch, Jiyong walked back to his room with phone in hand. He quickly dialed your number as he closed the door behind him. You picked up on the third ring and answered in a sleepy voice, “Yeobseyo?”

                “You really need to become better at hiding what you’re thinking unless you want to get me in trouble,” he said as he flopped down on the bed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know he’d come to you,” you immediately answered, now completely awake, “Did something happen?”

                “No, I think it’s alright, I lied about it.”

                “So what did you make up?”

                “That I don’t like you.”

                “I wish that you didn’t have to lie about that,” you sighed. “Me too,” Jiyong chuckled, “but like is different than love.”

                “What do you mean?”

                “I mean I like you, but Seungri loves you.”

                “I love him too.” He could hear the smile in his voice. It hurt a little, but he was happy. “Aigoo, you’re such a heartbreaker, my heartbreaker.” You giggled, “Well, maybe you should’ve talked to me first.”

                “In our next life I will.”

                “I promise I’ll stay to listen.”

                “Good.”

                “So, can we avoid this emotional discussion from now on?”

                “Why?” he asked, sitting up. “I don’t like gooey, mushy stuff. I’d rather have you criticize my fashion sense any day of the week instead.” He smiled before laying back down, “Well, if that’s what you’d prefer… Those heels you wore on Friday…”

                “Yeah?”

                “Atrocious.”

                You laughed softly. “I’ll keep that in mind. But I think I need to go to sleep now. I can no longer tell if it’s dark because my eyes are closed or because my room is dark.” He laughed before kicking at the covers with his feet. “Alright, I’ll let you go then. See you on Monday.”

                “Yup, see you then.”

                “Good night.” You replied with the same sentiment before the line went dead. He yawned before hooking his phone up to the charger before turning off the lights. He pulled the covers up over him and closed his tired eyes, happy that the last thing he heard before going to bed would be your voice.

                Seungri stood outside Jiyong’s door, staring at the wooden surface. “So you lied to me, hyung?” he ran a hand through his hair and sighed, “No wonder she wouldn’t tell me what was on her mind… Stupid high school love triangles.”

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[A/N] sorry that this is so sshort, but i hope you liked it :)