Daesung hyung was acting weird, Seungri had finally noticed.

But he didn’t really have time to worry about other people, he was too busy being on an emotional roller-coaster ride of his first time liking someone.

He felt like he was becoming crazy or sick, he’d receive a message from Kwon Jiyong about the most trivial things and he’d feel happy enough he wanted to jump up and burst into a cheesy-musical tune, but he’d fall flat on his face emotionally just minutes later when he’d replied and Kwon Jiyong didn’t.

He’d wait with a beating heart, one minute, two, three.

Ten minutes, twenty, thirty.

An hour, two, three.

He always tried to stop himself from thinking about it, or checking his phone every few seconds just to fell disappointment.

But eventually he’d give in and send in another text.

“What are you doing Jiyong-hyung?”

or

“Have you eaten?”

or

“I’m so bored T.T”

And then he’d wait again.

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But sometimes it wasn’t only disappointment, sometimes he and Jiyong would be texting hours on end, sometimes he would open his eyes and there would already be a message on his phone waiting for him.

(1) new message from Jiyong Hyung :D

‘Good morning Seungri-ya.’

And those little bits of hope would have him soaring up, up, up again.

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It was during one of the time when they went out to have dinner, Jiyong pointed out a shop they were walking by and said “That style would suit you wouldn’t it? Manly and chic, cool city namja.” He’d chuckled at his own suggestion and ruffled Seungri’s hair.

“I don’t really like the childish type with too much aegyo, I get sick of that easily” Jiyong had answered when Seungri asked for his ideal type with faux causality

 “I like the independent kind, cool and mysterious, it makes you want them more, more exciting. Don’t you think?”

So Seungri tried to become that, he’d went back to the shop Jiyong had pointed out and bought shirt after shirt that looked the same, jackets and coats that Seunghyun-hyung or his dad would wear.

He searched for and listened to the kind of music Jiyong would play on his car until he’d know the words perfectly so he could sing along when he rode on it, it’d surprise Jiyong and Seungri felt his heart swell as Jiyong ruffled his hair with a fond laugh.

He stopped trying to be cute, he wanted to be cool and mysterious, so Jiyong would want him more.

Seungri thought it was okay, if liking someone meant being flung high just to fall down again, it was okay.

Because in the end it’ll be a happy ending, right?

The more he did, the more he felt, it would be seen by Jiyong one day and he’d be moved by it, right?

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Seungri was always an optimistic person, he was always someone who would fight for and chase after something he wanted.

He'd always believed that what he gave was what he'd get in return, if he'd work hard enough and want it enough.

So he hoped.

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Hey guys~ I really hope people who read this comment as well because I feel like no ones reading so I dont feel like updating T.T

So please comment for speedy updating~

 P.s and no Jiyong is not in love with TOP, I was not meant to make it seem like that xD as I said the G-ri arc is based on exprience so pretty much I wrote Todae and G-ri as if they were seperate stories :)