“Get your sickenly sweet love the away from me. I’m trying to work here.” Jiyong pushed a playful TOP.

They were currently in one the many rooms of the YG Building. He was attempting to write masterpieces that would entertain the masses, but was getting distracted by the cooing noises coming from the hand linked couple beside him.

“Jealous?”

“No, I’m pissed!” he balled up a piece of paper and threw over his shoulder, wishing that the hopeless lyrics would land in the waste basket in the corner of the room. It instead hit an enamoured Park Bom. She picked up the rejected lines and chucked them at a frustrated Jiyong.

“Don’t throw your terrible lyrics at us just because you’re in a bad mood.” She scowled at him, before smiling up at a laughing Seung Hyun.

“GYAH!!” he abruptly stood up, flinging loose paper into the air. The couple continued to laugh at his expense. He turned to them and pointed his index fingers in his hyungs face, “How dare you. I am writing so that we can entertain people, bring people happiness and joy.”

“Jiyong, take a look around.” Seung Hyun opened his arms and motioned around the room. Jiyong looked around, completely confused.

“There are papers, pens, and food wrappers everywhere. This room is a mess and there is a clean and empty recording room where I can record music that will bring happiness to so many people. But instead I am in this dirty room with one of my favorite dongsaengs and my girlfriend, and I don't even want to think about any place other than here. For once, I’m happy. And I’m going to be a selfish and indulge in my happiness for a while before I try to bring happiness to others.”

He sighed and looked around the dirty room. His smile returned as he reached over to take Park Bom’s hand. “Honestly I don’t know how we can bring happiness to others through our songs if we don’t know it that well. Do you remember the last time you were happy, truly happy?”

No, he couldn’t. He was able to distract himself through work. Yes he enjoyed spending time with s and labelmates, but he wasn’t happy. He hadn't been for a long time. He was single, bitter, and in a need of a distraction before he analyzed the life he had. Now that he had no distraction Jiyong took a quick and concentrated look.

It was cold and lonely.

This depressing epiphany left him empty and in even less of a mood to deal with a couple. Without a word, he left the room and happy duo behind.

The sun shined brightly through the windows, illuminating the immaculate hallway. The reflection on the floor was blinding and caused tears to form in his eyes, at least that was the excuse he would give anyone who asked why he was tearing up. He walked the length of the hallway with his head down, hoping that he would make it to the bathroom without bumping into anyone.

“Yes hyung.” Lee Seung Hyun walked down the hallway with his cellphone held to his ear, half hazardly responding. Rather than have this conversation, he wanted to crawl into a ball and avoid the world.

“Yah! Are you evening listening to what I’m saying?” Daesung voice was loud on the receiving end, causing Seung Hyun pull away from his phone,“I am trying to give you advice and it’s not like I have no problems of my own. I mean I’m here in Japan and-”

“Hyung, I get it but I kinda just want-”

He looked up to see what seemed to be a disoriented Jiyong. He was holding on to the wall as he continued down the hall. He looked deep in thought and distraught. Seung Hyun couldn’t help but stare at him, the other was completely oblivious to the younger’s presence.

“Hello? Hello!” Daesung’s voice snapped him back into reality. He tried to call over his hyung, but Jiyong was unresponsive.

“Hyung I’ll call you back.” he hung up before the other could even reply. Seung Hyun watched his leader allow a few tears to fall from his eyes, back against the wall as he slid to sit against it. He pulled his knees up to his chest and allowed his forehead to rest on his knees. This wasn’t the confident fashionista G-Dragon but rather a broken Kwon Jiyong.

The maknae stepped closer to this new sniffling phenomena before him. Instinctively he sat next to him and rested his head on the others shaking shoulder.

“Hyung?” the small noises stopped the body next to him was still. “Hyung are you okay?”

Jiyong lifted his head and rested his chin on his knees. He let out a shaky breath. Staring straight ahead he spoke to the younger, “Have you ever looked at your life and realized you weren’t happy?”

“I only realized I wasn’t happy when Dara and I broke up.” This time Jiyong stared at the younger.

“I was happy when we were rookies, and I was happy when-” a new set of sniffles started. Seung Hyun didn’t have the heart to interrupt him. “If you were half as happy with Dara as I was with her then I understand why you’re doing all of this.”

“Thank you hyung.”

“But that doesn't explain why you haven’t tried to talk to her yet.”

“I can’t find her and I don't want to call or text her. I feel like this is something that needs to be said face to face.” He began to fiddle with his hands. He had anticipated casually running into her, seeing the admiration in her face, and running into each others arms, like in every single cliche romance film. Ideally this was what would happen. In reality, he spent the past three days walking around the YG building trying to force a cliche moment.

“Bom and hyung are in the room so they’re done with practice. If you want to find her, you better-” before he could finish his sentence, the younger jumped up and ran off in some random direction.

It was funny, but he couldn’t laugh. He had looked into that empty abyss that was his life, it filled him with despair and left him an empty husk. With this new frame of mind he continued his trek down the hallway and to the bathroom.

“Well I couldn't find him.” Dara sighed as she sat  in one of the corners of the counter, up against the mirror. Once again she and two of her beloved dongsaengs were in the empty bathroom. The mirrors reflected the image of a desperate Dara. Minzy opted to sit on the freshly mopped floor and stare up at the older women. Chae-rin leaned up against the wall. Waiting for something to happen.

“Why can’t you call or text him exactly?” Minzy asked.

“I can’t do that! We are supposed to meet coincidentally and run into each others arms. Everything is supposed to be perfect. Haven’t you seen any movies or drama?”

“Haven’t you noticed that the things you mentioned are scripted? Unless someone tells you both to meet somewhere its not going to happen. So why don’t you-” Chaerin stopped

The bathroom door swung open, a hunched figure entered and made its way to the sink. The girls remained silent as the figure splashed water on its face. As he turned Jiyong fell to the ground, barely missing a startled Minzy.

“Y-Yah!” he pointed a shaky finger at Dara and looked around him, “What are you doing in the men’s bathroom?”

Chae-rin began to wave her finger at Jiyong, “Y-Yah, What are you doing in the girls bathroom.” she began to laugh at the fumbling Jiyong on the floor.

“Oppa, are you okay,” Minzy looked at him and saw his red eyes. “Your eyes are puffy.”

She reached over and held his face in her hands. His eyes were indeed puffy and red, matching his runny nose. His cheeks were sunken in and he looked as if he was about to puke.

“Don’t do that Minzy-ah, or I may just fall in love with you.” he chuckled at himself.

“What did you say to my-” Chae-rin looked to see that Minzy was now facing her, a bit hopeful, “dongsaeng?”

He chuckled once more as he raised his hands to caress the one on his face. Minzy’s eyes grew wide, while the other two could only look at the scene before them.

“Marry me Minzy-ah?”

“You clearly are not okay.” Chae-rin lunged to pull the two apart, coming eye to eye with Jiyong. “What is going on?”

He allowed his head to swing and land on the her shoulder, “Those two are in love and all over each other. These two,” he motioned towards Dara, “he wants to say things to her face to face but won’t message her to meet up.”

“Their waiting to see each other and run into each others arms oppa. What’s so wrong about that?” Minzy asked.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, except that they won’t find each other. Instead they’re going to run around in circles until they stop running and finally stop trying.” he shut his eyes and and stayed silent. It was almost as if he had fallen asleep.

Dara gently got off the counter and moved towards Jiyong. She grabbed his hands, gently holding them up, and he looked up at her. “Would he really stop looking for me?”

“That would probably chase you to the end of the world and back for a million years,” he sighed. “But if you both keep running, you’ll never meet.”

“What the ? When did he get philosophical on us? You can’t tell me you guys are actually-” For the second time Chae-rin was unable to complete her thoughts. Dara quickly ran out the bathroom, Chae-rin quickly returning her attention to the other two in the bathroom.“What did you do?”

“Seung Hyun hyung told me he was happy, that he’s happiest with us and with Park Bom. How am I supposed to bring people enjoyment when I’m not happy,” he held his head in his hand. “I’m not happy.”

Minzy sat behind Jiyong, gently wrapping her arms around his neck, “I’ll marry you oppa. What do you think 5? 10 years? If in 10 years you don't find the girl who brings you happiness I’ll marry you.”

She buried her face in his back, “I’m not happy either. We can be unhappy together. We can go shopping together, bowling, travel the world, and-”

“Yah, don’t indulge his sick fantasy. You can’t marry him in 10 years.”

“Why not?” Jiyong looked up at Chae-rin, offended by her remark. “We can be happy together.”

He turned to face the girl who was giving him so much comfort. “I promise to make you happy, cherish you day in and day out. I will take care of you and-”

“She can’t marry you because she’s a lesbian”

“Who said we needed to have ? I just want someone who can do the things a wife does, you know? Take care of me when I’m sick, help me around the house, be a friend when I need one, companionship. I want the happiness that comes with a relationship, besides I can get anywhere. I’m en G-Dragon. In return, I will do the same. Take care of you when you need to be taken care of, cheer you up when you need cheering up, I will always be there for you.”

“She’s already in love with someone else.”

“Someone who doesn’t love me back, right?” Minzy eyed Chae-rin. The other went silent and looked away. “Oppa, I’m in love with someone who will never love me back. I will show you all the love I have for that person. I will do everything for you, I will-”

“Stop it. Stop it now. She isn’t going to marry you. Not now, not in 10 years, not ever.”

“Stop interrupting our 10 year proposal.”Jiyong wrapped his arm around Minzy, “We are going to get married and everyone will be jealous of us because we will be happy. We are going to be a power couple, a ing power couple! Her dancing, her voice, my writing and rapping, one of us justs needs to act and do variety and we will be everywhere. We will flaunt our happiness in everyone’s face. We’re going to be so happy that everyone will get sick just by looking at us. Our-”

Chae-rin grabbed the younger girl out of the clingy and distraught Jiyong’s arm and forced her to stand behind her. She crouched down and looked him in the eye. “Look. As her unnie, I’m telling you to leave her alone. She isn’t going to marry just because you’re sad and alone.”

“So you’re jealous of our happiness. Minzy-ah I think your leader likes you.”

“You’re crazy oppa. She told me she didn’t like me like that. She’s never going to get over Dara.” She walked past her defender and sat next to Jiyong, resting her head in his lap. “And I won’t be able to get over her.”

Chae-rin dropped her gaze but made no movement.

Jiyong began to run his finger through her hair as he looked up in the mirror. The white tiles and black stall doors were reflected and there he was, in the midst of it all. Against a wall, looking pathetic. The only thing visible of Minzy was her head of hair on his lap. Chaerin stood in the middle of the room, as still as a statue. He returned his gaze to himself. His looked dead.

He suddenly felt a shift of weight on the other side of him. He looked down and Chae-rin now also had her head in his lap. She reached out her hand and intertwined her fingers with Minzy’s.

“I  just ask that you wait for me.” a sigh came from his other side.

“Oppa’s right, after a while I’m going to be tired of waiting.”

“Well aren’t we a sad and pathetic bunch.”

They stayed in the bathroom floor in silence, waiting to be saved.

She ran. She ran as fast as she could as far as she could. She needed to find him. She ran down brightly lit corridors, into the delicious smelling cafeteria, and into different rooms.

Nothing.

She couldn’t find him. Depression took over her. Of course he would be gone, she had waited to long. Yes maybe she had tomorrow, but maybe she didn’t. Maybe the fact that in three days they hadn’t run into each other was a sign that they were not meant to be.

Tears began to fill Dara’s eyes as she quickly skipped out the YG building, in case she was photographed, and into the parking area. Her range rover came into view and she picked up her pace, trying to get into the safe haven of a vehicle.

But it was locked. She pulled at the handle, attempting to use brute force and open the door. It failed. In her frustration, Dara kicked the front tire and collapsed next to it. She continued crying, she couldn’t help it. Nothing was going her way.

     She pulled her knees close to her chest and thought about everything. She hadn't seen him in three days, and it was taking it’s toll on her. Her practices were becoming ineffective. The day after the announcement she had danced phenomenally and sung beautifully. But hours later when she hadn't run into him, her steps and vocals had began to suffer. The next day she was getting scolded by the choreographer, manager, and Yang Hyun-suk himself. Things were getting bad. She silently let her tears fall as she continued to think.

     Her mom kept asking her to bring someone home and start a family. Three children in their twenties and, aside from one being in an extremely new relationship, one she was certain she was unaware about, all single. Her mother would want them to all be happy with people that bring them happiness. How would she feel knowing that her daughter who is rapidly approaching thirty has no real stability in her life. How would her siblings look at her? They would be in relationships while she would be alone. She would soon have to hide herself away from society and fill her house with cats. Perhaps a few tabbies or the grey ones with blue eyes and white-

     “Aish!” the rover shook ever so slightly beneath the force of someones kick. Dara looked over to see Lee Seung Hyun had stopped kicking the car and was instead hitting the roof of the rover with the side of his fist. “She’s not here. She’s not here! SHE’S NOT HERE!”

    The outburst startled Dara, but she was more shocked to see Seung Hyun slide down and sit by the front tire on the opposite side of hers. He took a deep breathe.

     “Okay, she’s not here. Her car is here so she hasn’t left.” Dara stayed silent. She wanted to move closer to him and hear what it was he had to say, but she never got the chance.

     “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that they way I act sometimes makes you doubt me. I’m sorry that the way I act hurts you. And I’m especially sorry that the only way I can think of resolving our issues is by running away. I want to work thing out with you because you’re my soulmate.”

“You brighten my day, you make me feel all those feelings in cheesy movies and dramas. You’re my reason to wake up in the morning, I need to see you. You’re the reason I try so hard, I want to make you proud. You’re the only person I can be myself around, without feeling judged or regret. You’re the only person I can’t live without.” she smiled listening to his rant.

“Ugh that’s a lie,” she felt hurt. “I care about my family just as much as I care about her, so that wouldn’t work.” her smile returned and she had to stifle a giggle that threatened to escape.

“I want you to be happy, and I want us to be happy together. I miss us, I miss you, and I miss what we used to be. You’re the one of the most important people to me and I hope you know I would do everything possible for you.”

Dara couldn’t take it anymore. She quietly got up and walked over to the other side. Seung Hyun jumped up upon seeing her.

“Dara.” he quickly hugged her then held her at an arms length before he began to speak quickly, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I'm so SO sorry. I’m sorry about everything. I just-”

“I know. I heard you earlier.” his eyes widened.

“Really? You heard everything?”

“I did.” she gently removed his hand from her arms and sighed. “But I don't want to go back to the way things were before.”

Seung Hyun allowed his hung his head as he allowed his body to lean against the vehicle. Dara couldn’t help but smile at how cute he was. She gently grabbed his hand and placed them on her waist. She leaned in close as she linked her arms around his neck. He raised his head, just in time for her to press her lips against his. His eyes widened, before letting them flutter shut.

Dara pulled away and said, “I don't want to go back to being afraid of the tabloids. Or go back to doubting you. I want to start over completely with you.”

Upon hearing those words, Seung Hyun pulled her closer and kissed her once again. “I’m never letting you go. It’s too hard being without you.”

Dara felt her heart flutter as she reveled in the embrace. “And I won’t let you go.”

So, I hope you guys liked it. I'm going to update one more chapter taking place in 2014. It's done, it's just getting edited.