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Jiyong’s POV…

I requested for her to ride with us after she was discharged from the hospital. Seungri seemed a bit upset for some reason, so he rode with the girls down to the studio.

“You need something?” I asked over to her, holding her hand tightly in my own as we drove slowly to the building. She just smiled and looked over to me.

“I’m fine.” She whispered as I sighed, seeing the small smile spread on her face before she looked down to her phone.

“What’s wrong?” I whispered as she sighed.

“I’m worried about Seungri and Selena.” She whispered as I looked at her confused.

“Why?” I asked as she looked up to me.

“Selena went home.” She whispered as my eyes shot open.

“That’s why he’s upset.” I whispered in understanding sitting back.

“She’s upset about the incident.” She explained further only causing me to nod some more. Hoku-ah seemed like the type of person that even when she was in dying pain, all she cared about were the people around her. She seemed so close to Seungri, that I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous, but I knew she cared for him like a brother. Why else would she go to these extents to make sure that he was innocent of the rumors? We finally pulled up to the studio that was already being bombarded by fans, paparazzi and reporters that weren’t allowed access to the inside.

“Is there a back entrance?” I asked over worried that I would have to protect Hoku through this mob of fans.

“No sir.” Kyung said back as I sighed.

“You stay with Hoku-ah, we’ll surround you.” Top hyung suggested before I nodded. We all climbed out and immediately the screaming and flashes grew to another level.

“Big Bang! Big Bang!” they shouted as we waved a bit before I turned and offered a hand to Hoku. She refused to be wheeled in, instead she wanted to walk. I helped her carefully climb out of the van, immediately to my side where I held her there, tightly.

“Hoku-ssi! Hoku-ssi! Are you alright?!” They shouted as she pulled the hood further down her face till we reached inside.

Hoku’s POV…

Finally we had escaped the screaming and flashes for now as we were escorted to our own private resting room before the conference started. We walked in immediately coming into contact with YG, Tyra, Eden, Stephanie and Seungri who were waiting for us.
“There you guys are.” YG announced standing as Daesung shut the door behind us.

“It took us a while to get through the pack outside.” I mentioned before he nodded and offered me a seat. I willingly took it, suddenly feeling dizzy. Sitting down I sighed, and pulled the hood and beanie off carefully, giving myself some well needed air.
“How are you feeling?” Taeyang asked as I smiled up to all the worried faces.

“I’m fine. A little dizzy, but fine.” I mentioned leaning back, resting the back of my head on the backrest of the couch.

“The doctors did say you would grow dizzy if you stood for too long.” Tyra pointed out while I snorted.

“I’m fine.” I reassured over to them before Jiyong walked over with a bottle of water, taking a seat next to me.

“Here, drink.” He offered opening the water bottle before handing it to me. I chuckled a bit, uninterested in fighting him before sipping the water.

“Hoku-ah, I’ll you to the stage.” YG offered as I turned my attention to him before nodding.

“I’m not leaving her side. I’m coming too.” Jiyong said quickly territorial as he held my hand tightly.

“Didn’t think so.” YG teased as I chuckled a bit. My eyes continued to drift off to the sad maknae in the corner of the room. I needed to do something quick about him. I stood up hesitantly as Jiyong slowly stood with me.

“I’m fine. Stay.” I commanded as he hesitantly took a seat down while I walked over to Seungri’s side.

“Maknae?” I whispered as he flinched and looked up surprised to see me.

“Omo, noona, you shouldn’t be standing.” He whispered as I smiled and shook my head.

“I’m fine. Would you mind taking a walk with me?” I asked as he blinked in confusion.

“Hoku-ah, you need to stay here.” Jiyong pointed out from the couch as I turned to him growling.

“I’ll be fine.” I mentioned before looking to Seungri.

“Would you?” I asked as he nodded hesitantly before standing, offering me his arm.

“I’ll be right back.” I announced into the room as Seungri escorted me out into the empty hallway, before we found an empty resting area with couches. I took a seat before patting the seat next to me for him to sit. It was quiet for a while before I pulled out my phone and dialed the number, putting it on speaker.

“Noona?” He asked confused as I smiled.

“I promised I would call her right?” I asked before he nodded.

“Plus, I’m sure you need a date for the MAMA Awards right?” I asked before he beamed at me.

“What do you want?” A voice groggily answered before I snorted.

“Is that anyway to say hi to your injured cousin?” I asked before the line got quiet.

“Injured?” she asked as I sighed.

“If you didn’t leave when you did, you could have beaten the crap out of the girl that hit me in the head with a beer bottle.” I pointed out annoyed.

“Damn it.” She cursed causing me to smile.

“I’m sorry Hoku, for leaving when I did.” She suddenly said surprising me.

“It’s fine. I understand. But there is one person that doesn’t understand.” I mentioned telling Seungri to be quiet.

“I know. I feel bad for leaving but I just needed to.” She whispered as I watched Seungri’s expressions change.

“Are you going to come back?” I came out and asked.

“I don’t know Hoku. It’s hard. I want to, but something is telling me it’s not the best idea to go back there.” She whispered as I watched Seungri’s head drop.

“But what about Seungri? I thought you really liked him?” I asked interested in the answer myself.

“Hoku, I do like him, a lot. It’s strange for someone like me to fall for someone like him, that suddenly when something happens with him, I’m like a deer in the headlights. Even if the scandal wasn’t his fault, it still hurt.” She admitted as I nodded, looking up to see Jiyong walking down the hall towards us.

“Well, I’m about to do a press conference about the incident in a bit. So I’ll call you back when I’m finished.” I mentioned before Seungri sighed and stood up. I hung up the phone, carefully standing up as Jiyong ran to my side to help.

“Seungri, give her some time alright.” I mentioned as he walked away nodding.

“Baby, are you ok?” Jiyong asked with his arm around my waist, only causing me to nod.

“I wish I could do more to make him smile again.” I whispered wishing before Jiyong sighed from next to me.

“Jagiya, you’ve done enough for Maknae. Now he needs to patch up things between them by himself.” Jiyong offered as I sighed.

“I know, I just can’t help but feel sorry for him.” I offered before he nodded, kissing the side of my head.

“I know.” He whispered rubbing my arm caringly. He carefully escorted me down the hallway to a side room where Big Bang, YG and my friends were waiting. There was also a small bundle of security waiting with us.

“The press are having a field day out there.” Taeyang mentioned walking down the steps from the stage area where they were still setting up for the conference.

“Are you sure you wanna be the one to go out Hoku-ah?” Top oppa asked as I smiled from Jiyong’s chest, where he was now holding me gently against, avoiding my bandage area on my head.

“I’ll be fine.” I reassured looking over to Seungri who was just leaning up against a wall, emotionless.

“This is for Seungri after all. I want to see it to the end.” I mentioned as Seungri quickly looked up, connecting eyes with me as I smiled.

“Thank you noona.” He thanked again, bowing his head in the meanwhile.

“No need to thank me Seungri. You would do the same if it were me.” I teased causing everyone to laugh before I winced holding my head carefully.

“Hoku, are you ok?” Eden asked seeing my dilemma as everyone turned their attention towards me.

“I need to sit down.” I whispered before Stephanie quickly pulled out a folded chair, Jiyong placed me in carefully before holding out my water bottle.

“I don’t think this is such a good idea.” Jiyong mentioned as I gulped the water before sighing.

“Hoku, it’s better if you….’ YG started before I shook my head.

“No. I’m doing this.” I insisted before Jiyong sighed, kneeling in front of me.

“Baby, look at me.” He whispered as I looked up to him.

“I’m just looking out for you, I don’t need you to faint on stage.” He mentioned before I sat up and looked at all the worried faces staring at me.

“Fine.” I whispered in defeat just as one of the security guards came running down the stairs.

“I’ll take care of this Hoku-ah. You just go rest backstage.” YG insured putting a hand on my shoulder while I nodded, watching at my pride came crashing around me. Jiyong escorted me to the resting room along with the girls to watch the feed live. Seungri and YG walked on stage as the flashes of the cameras went off. Seungri looked so vulnerable under the camera’s glare, the press shouted vulgar questions for Seungri and YG to answer, but YG could answer to his best availability with the amount of info he knew. Looking around the room to those present around me, I needed to go to Seungri. Standing  up quietly, walking to the open door, I took one last look over to Jiyong at the water machine, filling up his cup while watching the feed. Quickly turning on my toes, I took off towards the stage area, memory serving me right.

Jiyong’s POV…

“Baby, do you….” I started turning away from the water machine to the chair I left her at to see that it was empty.

“Where’s Hoku?” I asked to whoever was listening as the girls turned to her empty chair.

“She was just there a moment ago.” Steph whispered standing from her seat before we heard a commotion on the television.

“HOKU-SSI! HOKU-AH! HOKU!” The press shouted as my jaw dropped watching her walk onto stage where she met a surprised Seungri and YG.

“What is she doing?” I whined putting the cup down quickly, ready to run out of the room.

“I don’t appreciate the way you are speaking to Seungri. So I am here to answer all your questions with nothing but the truth, if you don’t like it, you may leave.” She said into the mic as both the resting room and press room grew quiet.

“That’s my girl.” I whispered smirking proudly at her serious expression, holding an arm around Seungri’s shoulder. Like a mother lion protecting her cub.