It was 7 o'clock when Jiyong arrived at the coffee shop, regretting being so excited and showing up so early. He wouldn’t want to meet Seungri eye to eye without Youngbae’s or Angela’ s presence to calm him down. Truth be told, he was hoping his best friend would lead the discussion and he’d be able to cling to the opportunity to keep it quiet. Jiyong’s shaking hands texted nervously Bae ‘where u at???’. He was already panicking, not wanting to meet Seungri all by himself. This meant he’d have to actually talk to him. God damn it, who made him come so early? 
Jiyong knew Seungri is always on time or early, never late. When he woke up something told him he needs to be there before Youngbae, something made him wash his hair, put on his new white shirt and some cologne and head out. Four steps after the front door he was still pretty confident, willing to meet 'Mr. Lee’. And then he lost it. All the confidence turned into fear and he was suddenly anxious. What would he say, what would he do, how would he make his heart stop beating so fast? 
It was around 7.20 when Bae texted him back 'round the corner 😴😴 it’s so early maaan’. 
Jiyong sighed out of relief and ordered himself a macchiato. The bell above the massive wooden door rang and Jiyong didn’t even turn around to see who entered as he smiled softly, completely sure it was Youngbae or Angela. He was playing with his heavy silver rings, looking down as a dark figure sat in front of him. 
'You’re just in time’ he chuckled
'I’m always on time’ Kwon looked up in surprise, his breath hitching 
He was wrong, it wasn’t his best friend Taeyang who entered the coffee shop a few seconds ago. All his fears from the last half an hour were coming to life.

Two years ago Jiyong was heading home early after a party. Too much noise and smoke for the head ache he was trying to cope with. The park near his apartment was already dark and empty yet he heard a familiar voice. In the darkness he made out Seungri’s fit figure leaning on one of the benches, three