Based off of: The 2NE1 TV footage of YG Family heading to Japan for YGEX (Season 3 Episode 8). But what happens when the cameras are put away?

It was shortly after mid-2011. The entire YG Family had their schedules cleared for a couple of days to attend the officiation of YG's new business venture into the Japan market; YGEX.

Heading to the country overseas with their fellow label mates was truly a rare occasion as well as a moment that the fans must never miss no matter what. Rather than hiding from the cameras, the 2NE1 girls were being filmed constantly by the producers of Mnet. All of the footage - that was deemed television 'appropriate' - would be aired for the viewers to see. With each member being given a camera to film individually and to give the audience a peek of what they are off-stage, everything had gone well until this very moment.

Being with the rest of YG Family meant being around a particular someone, in Bom's case. There were times where she'd be completely careless or think nothing will be misinterpreted, but this particular trip was meant to be closely monitored. She couldn't have anything revealed or even hinted at by the fans.

After hours of being bombarded with cameras and their flashes as well as nonstop interviewing, the artists were finally granted the time off. Thus they decided to have a company dinner - which Dara had mentioned in her segment - and most likely inferred by everyone, a bit of letting loose to occur. 

As the dinner came to an end and everyone decided to take their party elsewhere, Bom checked to see that her camera was shut off and nowhere in sight. Although she was known to be the best in holding her alcohol, drunken footage is the least that she needs at the moment. 

"Bom-ah," She zipped up her purse and gave her attention to the person that had called her name. It was Se7en. With his presence and constantly being near her, she knew that he was on guard. Just in case anyone would see anything, they could coyly play it off with the excuse that they had been conversing with Se7en. 

This happened back in 2010 when they were preparing for the end of the year concert thrown by the entertainment company. A photo being added to the photo book of Se7en sneaking his way in between the two to pretend that he had been a part of the conversation they held.

"Don't party too hard. And if you need anything, I'll always be here." He patted her shoulder and she rested her head on his. "Finally no cameras around, eh?"

"Mhmm." She closed her eyes for a moment. Instantaneously, she could feel a pair of eyes staring intently at her. As soon as she looked over at him, he played it off and turned the other way; even having the nerve to pretend to talk with Seunghyun and Chaerin. 

"I need a club banger!" Big Bang's Maknae shouted. "Let's take this party elsewhere. First round of drinks on me!"

"Are you serious?!" Bom heard that familiar voice and before she knew it, Dara and Chaerin led her to their transport while the young Minji called it a night and went off back to the hotel.

"Don't get too crazy, alright? We have a flight back to Korea early in the morning and we can't miss it." The leader amongst the three of them warned and the two eldest nodded their heads in agreement. 

One by one, the cars made their way to a nearby club that YG personally held connections with. After all, they were top idols that wanted to have a night of fun, but in seclusion, of course.

"One shot!"

"Woohoo!"

They all roared in excitement. After a long and tiring day of nonstop cameras being in their faces, they were finally able to let loose and have some legit fun. Not to forget, the girls of 2NE1 were allowed to stop the cameras from rolling for the night.

"Let's dance, Dara-yah!" Bom jumped up from her seat and tugged on the latter's arm. Everyone else in the private room involved in their own little conversations, but nonetheless, everyone knew what was going on. Even Bom's overenthusiastic mood. All fueled by the alcohol coursing through her bloodstream.

"Bom-ah, you're wasted. But who the hell cares?! Let's go!" 

"Now that's the Dara that I love. Park Sisters until the end, baby!" Dara let out a laugh at Bom's bluntness and character. It was already bad enough that her personality was eight dimensional. Mix some alcohol into the equation and you've got a too-much-to-count dimensional Park Bom.

"I love this song." The two partied and danced like they never did before. "Wait, we need more drinks." Bom stumbled and made her way towards the mini bar in the corner.

"Noona, that's way too much for you." Daesung remarked. He had sworn that she had already been on her fifth shot and the ones she held in her hand would result in a sixth round of drinks.

"I-I'm fine." She stuttered and walked back over to Dara. "Here you go…Let's make a toast to…Uhmm…Let's just make a damn toast!"

"Cheers!" Dara held the glass up to her lips and paused. She watched as Bom gulped the potent liquid as if there was no after effect of a burning sensation in your throat after doing so. 

"Oh, you didn't drink it?" Bom's vision blurred for a moment, but she managed to see that Dara didn't follow through with their toast. "Ah, here, give it to unnie." She cooed. Dara stepped back. Bom was already wasted and she needed to bring her drinking to a stop in this instance. 

Before she could take the drink elsewhere, Bom snatched it from her hands and downed it in no time.

"Ah, it feels so good." Bom's body swayed from side to side. "Where's Seunghyun?" Her eyes squinted as she searched for him.

"Which one?" Dara asked shakily. 

"Any of the two!"

"No, Bom, you need to sit down and cool off that hot body of yours." Dara took Bom's hand and attempted to make her way back to their seats. 

"Don't ruin all of the fun~" She whined. "You can go back to the hotel if you want. I'll stay here with Chaerin and the boys. They'll keep me company." Bom's words were coming out slurred. She had not seen Bom so out of it like this before. It was surprising, no doubt about that.

Dara observed her surroundings and found that their precious leader was nowhere to be found. 

"Seungri-ah, Dongwook-ah," She called out to the two that had been conversing at their table; throwing jokes back and forth. "Where did our Chaerinnie go?"

"Oh, noona," Seungri looked up at the two. "She went back to the hotel because she was tired and said that she doesn't want to miss your flight back home tomorrow. Don't worry, Daesung tagged along with her and their managers."

Dara nodded in relief. Now it's time to get Bom back to the hotel safely.

Turns out, that was a whole new mission to accomplish. Bom got up and joined Youngbae on the dance floor. Dara let out a yawn and Seungri couldn't help but take notice of that.

"Noona, go back to the hotel. Bom noona will be in great hands." Dara rolled her eyes. There was no way that she was going to leave her with five men and her being the only female left. It's not that she didn't trust them, but at this point, she couldn't trust anyone other than herself to be responsible in keeping an eye on Bom.

"I'm fine. Don't-" She yawned once more, not being able to cover this time. 

"Dara-yah, I actually think that Seungri's right. You can leave her here. I'll be the one watching over her." Se7en intervened. 

Dara looked over at Bom who had laid off on the drinks and just resorted to dancing and making unnecessary noises. She gave in.

"Let me know when you all are heading back to the hotel so I can get her into bed." Dara had her things in her hand and was about to make her departure. Saying really quick goodbyes, she rushed out of the club and let out a sigh.

Finally, she would be able to fall asleep after a long and tiring day. She can only help but hope that Se7en stuck to his word and watches over her lovely unnie.

--

"We're leaving now!" The two Seunghyuns announced, leaving only three of them left; Se7en, Jiyong, and Bom.

"Bye!" Bom fluttered her eyes and bid them farewell. "Now that they left, let's go and get some more drinks." She was about to get up when she felt a hand restrain her.

"Noona, I'll help you." He finally spoke to her. After hours consisting of the dinner and their partying, he said talked to her. 

The two made their way to the mini bar and ordered. Awkwardness filled the atmosphere and Bom couldn't help but tap her feet as she impatiently waited for the server to get their drinks. 

"Finally." Bom muttered and rush away with her drink and Se7en's in her hands. 

"Be careful!" Jiyong warned, he too slurring a bit. It was as if the two were the only ones that pushed themselves to the limits and let loose tonight. 

"Wait…oppa?" Bom was stunned. There was no trace of him. "Dongwook-ah," She breathed. He was gone.

"Oh, I told hyung it was okay for him to leave us."

"Why would you do such a thing? I am going to get scolded by Dara in the morning like it's not enough." She replied back as she turned around to face him.

"Who cares about what they have to say? They brought the party mood down anyway. Come on, dance with me." He took her drink from her hand and set it on the table nearby. Bom shrugged and decided to go with the flow. 

The two found themselves laughing like there was no tomorrow and even shared a few more rounds of drinks. The two were completely wasted. Thankfully they were still sane enough to function properly and know of their surroundings.

Suddenly, Bom accidentally bumped into him. Something different and foreign filled the air. They paused and stared at one another. 

"You feel it too?" Jiyong said and earned a nod from Bom. "Let's go back to the hotel now. Time to call it a night." 

"Yeah, let's do that." Bom shook her head in attempt to get that weird feeling out of her system. It was definitely not from the alcohol in her system. 

The two sat correspondingly in the van on their way back to the hotel the entire entertainment company stayed at. 

The entire ride was silent and the trip in the elevator was also. They walked side by side down the hallway, when out of the blue, Bom tripped over her own feet. Thankfully, Jiyong caught her in time. Bom's breath hitched as his face was only an inch away from hers. 

She straightened herself and with a clear of , continued on to her room. 

"Uhmm…" She pondered as she reached hers. "I guess we can call it a ni-" She let out a shriek as she felt herself being lifted off of the ground and the walls rushed past her. Before she knew it, she was already secluded behind a door and in a hotel room.

She looked around shamelessly and watched as he took off his shoes and the lights in the room. She moved towards the made bed and sat at the foot of it. Bom continued to watch his every move like a hawk.

Looking over at the clock, it was way past midnight. 2 AM to be a bit more specific.

With her mind and heart racing rapidly - for reasons she knew not - she stood to her feet once more. Her fingers cascaded along the sleek night stand and the dresser that the hotel provided. 

"Jiyong?" She called out to him. She turned and watched as he approached her. Her breath hitched with every step that he took.

"Hmm?" His steps came to a stop and the two found themselves staring at one another.

"Come here." The two said in unison. And before they knew it, their lips did the talking for themselves. Without actual words being said. 

He held her slim waist in his hands as she reciprocated his actions. She let out a groan as his lips left hers and sultry kisses decorated her exposed neck.

"Jiyong," She tilted her neck a bit and closed her eyes. "Damn it." She cursed as she reached out to palm a fistful of his hair in her hands. Bom called out his name once more and when she realized that he was going to continue with his ministrations and not give her any attention, she roughly pulled his face out from her neck and attacked his lips.

Moans and groans were exchanged between the two as they struggled to get Bom out of her heels without breaking their entanglement. 

"Noona," He called out to her.

"Don't stop." She urged him. Their footsteps worked in unity as they stumbled towards the queen sized bed. Bom felt her back meet with the soft bedding.

Jiyong's hands traveled to hem of her dress as she lifted one of her long legs to wrap around his waist. The feeling of his warm hands on her thigh was enough to bring her to ecstasy and back. He was teasing her and she hated it. Verbally, it was fine, but now? She wasn't going to tolerate any of it.

Taking authority, Bom pushed him down onto the bed. Their roles now switched. 

It was an understatement to say that their act was animalistic. 

Bom panted as she leaned forward and kissed his exposed chest with every button that she had undone. Upon completion, she let out a devious smirk. Her short black dress slid up her thigh and the temptation that Jiyong had to just tear the thing off of her increased with every passing minute.

"Take this off of me." She ordered. She moved to the space beside him and brushed away her long hair as he sat up. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he held the zipper of her dress in the other hand and teasingly, left a kiss on the back of her neck. That is, until saying something that would bring Bom's heart to drop to her feet.

"Noona, we can't do this."

Horrified, she turned to face him and the alcohol seemed to no longer be in existence in both of their systems. 

"Why not?" She felt a lump form in . She wouldn't be able to take the feeling of rejection at all costs. She may be a tough cookie, but that didn't necessarily mean her heart is as well. 

"We can't." He shook his head and got up, heading into the walk-in closet. 

Bom was mortified. She buried her face in her hands. 

"I'm a complete idiot." She whimpered; awaiting the tears to drop at any moment. "I made myself look like a fool. A desperate drunk that doesn't know how to handle myself."

"Change into this." He came back and she looked to see a pair of sweats in his hands. He had changed into sleeping attire as well. "I'll tell you why when you come back." 

Although his tone towards her was not rude and full of disgust, she could sense the coldness that he felt. She had just ruined a perfectly fine friendship. All because she was stupid enough to let her drunken state overrule her mentality. Nonetheless, she changed and made her way back to him.

"Come here." He told her once more. The tone of desperation and wanting no longer there. He pat the empty space beside him and she did as he said. Her head rested on the down pillow as he covered her with the duvet. "Come here." He smiled at her and gestured for her to get closer. 

Once again, she did as said, but was shocked when he embraced her underneath the blanket. 

"Bom-ah," She looked up at him intently and prepared herself for the harsh words that she knew were coming up. "I don't see you like that."

Her heart plummeted to the pit of her stomach. It stung and her hands trembled. The coldness in his tone was enough to make her get up and lock herself up in the confinement of her own hotel room. Yet the restraint he had with his arms around her waist contradicted his rejection.

"I'll leave." She announced. "Just pretend that none of this happened." She let out a sigh. He let go of her as she sat up. Burying her face in her palm, she knew she shouldn't have done this. She should have gone back to her room and now everything's messed up. She ruined a perfectly fine friendship. All because of the raging hormones that she couldn't keep contained.

Tossing aside the sheet, Bom was about to get up when she felt herself being pulled back. Jiyong hugged her from behind and she froze.

"I don't want us to just be a one-night stand." He confessed. "I love you, and if we were to continue it wouldn't be right." 

Her eyes widened upon his confession. 

"Ji-"

"It's late. Let's go to sleep." 

Bom's heart fastened, but she smiled in contentment. Returning his embrace, the two drifted off to sleep. 

Bom couldn't help but grin.

She didn't have to make the first confession.

--

"We need to film a little snippet of Bom to let the viewers know why she's not taking the flight back with the girls." The Mnet PD informed Jiyong as they were to keep things a bit down not to wake the Spring Goddess from her sleep.

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to get something. Have a safe flight back." The PD passed over the video camera and made his departure down the hall.

Jiyong flipped open the screen and the device. Sleeping peacefully, he moved towards her and took a quick shot of her. 

"That should be good enough." He smiled in contentment and assured that the camera was shut off before joining her.

He couldn't share his love for her with the world quite yet.

A/N: Wow, I haven't updated this for almost a month. I had this drafted for a while, but couldn't think of any ideas to make this a good one. Now, I present to you the final product. Keke. Thanks for the support! <3 Enjoy~^^