Consequences of Neglecting

Seungri’s POV

Kwon Jiyong, my beloved boyfriend for the past two years, was extremely busy. He was about to finish his solo promotions and was in the midst of preparing our group comeback. The rest of the Big Bang was relatively busy too — TOP was wrapping up his movie shots, Deasung was still hidden in his music studio because he was exploring drums anew, and Teayang was gone with Hyorin. 

I, on the other hand, finished everything I had to do. I filmed all the Japanese variety shows ahead of time, completed my part of a Japanese movie right on the deadline, and prepared a few dance choreographies that could potentially benefit Big Bang for the future purporses. I tried to busy myself with marital arts and composing music on my piano, but at once, even that got boring. 

I was lying casually in my bed, pondering what to do. I was the only one in the dorm. For the past a few days, all members were residing in the YG dorms due to their schedules and the fact that it was just convenient to live here. 

Giving up on texting Ji about what he was doing — it always took him too long to respond — I decided to go enjoy some time with my friends. Since Big Bang has always protected and treated like their baby, it was hard for junior idols or even acknowledged celebrities to approach me. My hyungs sometimes were a little bit overprotective and rather possessive, but oh well, I finally got the freedom I asked for, right?

Big Bang was all busy except for me so they had no rights to deny any fun for me. It was not like I was slacking of or procrastinating — it was the very opposite! I finished all the job and I deserved some rest. 

Thus, I called my beloved Lee Chearin, “Chae~"

“Hi oppa!” she cheerfully responded through my phone. 

“Are you free today?” I asked.

“Yeah, my schedules got cancelled for the two days,” she confirmed, which instantly made me smile. 

“Wanna have some fun with me?” I suggested. 

“Only if you protect me from Jiyong-oppa when he gets jealous, which he always does whenever you hang with someone else than him,” CL’s voice was tinted with worry — she knew GD way too well. 

Her words were true, my lover was famously possessive of me and because of that, nobody dared to to do anything to me. Even though I was grateful and flattered by his affection, I was also displeased by how little freedom I had. 

“I will always protect you from that devil!” I reassured her. “Don’t worry, he is in Japan.”

“That’s not that far,” 2ne1 leader groaned and I giggled in response. 

“Far enough for a crazy night. Seriously, Chae, I just wanna meet up because I’m tried of being stuck in a cage,” I begged her and I allowed my desperation to paint my tone. 

She sighed, but nevertheless agreed. “All righty, let’s meet in 15 minutes at the entrance.”

I jumped from happiness and ended the call. Without hesitation, I grabbed one of my finer white shirts and sleek black pants. On top of that, I chose classy shoes and a British jacket. My face was covered in a thin layer of make up, with exception of my eyes, on which I added y eyeliner and shades. As for my hair, I styled it up letting myself to look older and maturer.

After glancing at myself one last time, I went downstairs to meet my female best friend. She was looking stunning as always — thick brown fun covered her upper body, leather pants highlighted her perfect curves, her high heels made her legs look jaw dropping, and the sunglass added mysterious aura around her. 

“Oppa,” she greeted me and I couldn’t help but to grin at the red lipstick. 

“I like your lips,” I flattered her and she smirked. 

“Taken, but the same goes for you,” she replied and I saw a wink through her glasses. 

“True. I got a car for us,” I pointed towards the black vehicle and the chauffeur who was already waiting with the open doors. 

We swiftly sneaked into the car and within a few minutes, we arrived at a restaurant. It was kinda higher end diners, but I wanted some privacy from the public eye and I knew that this place allowed VIP rooms. 

Once we settled and placed the orders, we looked at the beautiful view of Seoul from the glass wall. The panorama was simultaneously breathtaking and calming — after all, we were watching Korean life from the 30th floor. 

“Oppa, you are not fine, are you?” CL finally broke the silence and I closed my eyes. 

“Yeah,” I admitted, exhaling deeply. 

“What happened? Is it related to Jiyong-oppa?” she worriedly inquired, putting down her sunglasses. 

“I just feel neglected. I mean, I know that it is his job and he has to travel because it is his duty as an idol, but lately… I am lonely,” I spilt the beans and buried my face in my palms. “This sounds selfish and unprofessional, but I wish he was here instead of seeing the fans. At least, when we were touring together, we would stay at the same place.”

“I get you,” she reassured me and grabbed my hands, placing them on top of he own. “I understand Jiyong-oppa too. I also had my own tours that forced me to stay away from my love, but it’s not like it’s the end of the world. I usually treat my girlfriend with utmost care once I come back. Doesn’t GD-oppa do the same?”

“He…. used to. Whenever I saw him back, he was so exhausted that I made him rest instead of spoil me, no matter how much I wish it was the opposite,” I answered, nervously bitting my lip. 

“You really are the best boyfriend for Dragon-oppa, you know? What you do is really admirable. Not many people are capable of putting someone else’s happiness in front of their own,” CL drew circles with her fingers inside my palm, which was quite tranquilizing. “However, I think that sometimes you need to stop being so altruistic. You need to have some time to yourself. Otherwise you will go crazy.”

“That is why I wanted to meet up with you so badly. You always know what to say,” I smiled at her and she reciprocated the gesture.

“What do you want then?” Chae encouraged me to say the words she did. 

“Some time to myself,” I repeated her statement. 

“And what do I do when I want some isolation?” she further questioned. 

“Silence the phone,” I finally grinned, realizing what she was trying to make me do. 

Therefore, we both agreed to turn off any sounds and vibrations from our phones for the duration of our lunch. 

The food turned out to be amazing and it was already getting dark. We spent hours talking and so our lunch lasted solid three hours. I was so glad that our mobiles were upside down, absolutely out of our view, allowing us to have interrupted conversations. This was freeing and indeed chilled me out.

We left the restaurant and decided to go to a club. Even though it was just 6, I wanted to grab a drink. As always, we booked a VIP loung, far away from the unnecessary eyes of the media. The chamber was located at the second floor with a great view at the dance floor and the bar. Luckily, the glass was darkened so that others couldn’t see us. People downstairs were insanely dancing as if there was no tomorrow, which made me smile. 

I already checked my phone and we both knew what we are going to find there. The netizens already found out about our ‘date’ and some extremists were claiming that we had a secret relationship. We just rolled our eyes and dismissed the rumors, drinking the cocktails. 

To our delight, the owner of the club was thankful for our presence and thus, gave us a bottle of champagne. We downed it in no time. As we were discussing the new restaurant that opened nearby the YG headquarters, my phone buzzed. It was Jiyong. 

“You should pick it up. You were ignoring his messages for a while now,” CL advised and I nodded. 

“Hi, honey,” I greeted my boyfriend and winced at his harsh tone. 

“Where are you? Why weren’t you responding to my calls?” Ji growled into the device and I resisted a sigh. “Are you at a club? I can hear the music.”

“Yup, I just wanted to spend some time with Chearin,” I confirmed and I could sense that he frowned even though I was unable to see him. 

“What about the pictures that are flooding the Internet?” he continued on interrogating. 

“I also ate lunch with her,“ I explained and I saw CL running her hands through her hair, exasperated at how picky was my lover. 

“You should get back home before the paparazzi will caught you in the club. Since there are only two of you, it will seem even more suspicious,” GD ordered. 

“Everyone knows that we are just friends,” I objected and felt a little bit of fear blooming inside me. I rarely showed my disapproval against Dragon, because we were usually on the same page. “Besides, there are only two people who made such claims. They were immediately criticized by VIPs and Blackjacks.”

“I still believe that you should head back home. My home preferably,” he specified, his tone still cold and distant. I could tell the the was extremely displeased with the situation, but I was stubborn this time. 

“Are you going to prohibit me from having fun? Do you want me to sulkily obey you?” I asked, using the card that I disliked — emotional blackmail. 

“You… know your priorities; thus, I believe you will make appropriate choice given the circumstances,” he responded and I hated how he used formal language whenever he was exceptionally upset. 

“I have learnt how to prioritize from you. Let me demonstrate what conclusions I have drawn so far today,” I seethed back, anger soaking from my voice and hang up. 

Yet another new thing — I so rarely was the first one to end the call. Hence, furiously hanging up was also something that must had left a super startled Dragon in Japan. I groaned at my recklessness and spontaneously odd behavior. I blamed the alcohol that was crazily running in my veins. 

“You know what, let’s dance,” CL grabbed me by my wrist. “You need to shake Jiyong-oppa off from your exhausted head.”

I mindlessly followed her. Soon enough, we went downstairs and entered the crowd, who was too drunk to recognize us. We put on sunglasses anyways to minimize the chances of someone catching us on the photos. 

With wide grins on our faces, we began to wiggle on the dance floor like this was our last dance. I enjoyed how we arched our backs and seductively swayed our hips according to the catchy rhythm. At one point, we were grinding against each other, letting our rationality and reason disappear temporarily. 

However, then we split up because I wanted another glass of Martini and water. I was super thirsty after dancing my soul out for such a long time. Chae ordered the same and I went up to the bar. 

As I was picking up the glasses, a guy came from behind me, pressing me against the bar. I nearly spilt the drinks and glared at the stranger. “Yah, know where you are going!”

“I am coming to you,” the unknown male purred next to my ear and winced, disgusted at his innuendo. 

“Just so you know, I am taken and I would like to leave,” I pushed myself away, but my enemy was far stronger than I was. I cursed at my laziness — I was putting off gym for too long and now I had to pay for it. 

“That fact only turns me on. I like when my lover choose me over their partners,” he my earlobe and I nearly threw up at the physical contact. 

“I hate people like you,” I groaned at him and tried to make my way out again, but to vain. 

“Resistance? Hot,” his lips trailed down my neck and he bit on my skin harshly. 

There was no way that he left a mark. First tears prickled in my eyes and I shoved the martinis into his face, hoping that some alcohol got into his eyes. He cried out in pain, backing away. I used my chance and frantically search for Chae. Suddenly, I felt someone’s grip on my hand. I panicked, thinking that it was that creep. 

Fortunately, it was Chae, who noticed the terror in my eyes. Without saying a word, she took me to the VIP lounge, we picked up our things, and grabbed our car. To our luck, the chauffeur noticed us early, so he opened the doors just in time before anyone could snap any pictures of us. At this point, we were quite eye catchy, so we didn’t want to have any evidence of our presence at the night club. 

Once we sat down, she asked and massaged my arm. “What happened? What’s up with that hickey?” 

“Just a random guy forcing himself on me,” I answered and touched the mark, which was painfully throbbing. “Can you leave me at Ji’s place?”

“Sure, of course,” CL nodded her head. 

We drove in silence and I was glad that she was not pestering me with any more questions even though I was aware that she was curious — I just wanted to go to sleep. At the entrance to the mansion, she hugged me tightly and whispered. “It’s gonna be all right. Call me if you need anything, okie?”

I saw worry in her eyes and I softened. “Don’t worry, I will survive. Thank you for today You really saved me and I owe you one.”

She smiled and I closed the door. The vehicle soon drove away and so it was my time to enter the building. I entered the code and stepped into the garden that led to the villa. It was all dark, so I assumed that there was nobody there. I sighed in relief, because that would be so tiresome to meet angry Dragon right now. I was out of energy and I all that I wanted was to take a pleasant bath. 

However, my life was against me. 

As soon as I put my foot into the house and the lights, Jiyong was sitting there, drinking his whiskey. I froze for a second.

My boyfriend looked stunning — he was wearing classy dark clothes with his characteristic and unique ornaments. His hair was messy and still had make up on. I  saw a luggage further into the living room. Then I glanced at him. Oh geez, he was glaring at me.

“I see you indeed know how to prioritize,” he spoke very calmly, which meant that I sure must have crossed the line. At least in his opinion, because I think that I did nothing wrong. 

“Sure I do. Just like you,” I hid how surprised I was to see him and the need to hug him. I had to be stern like him. If I remained submissive, I would never stand up to myself. 

“How dare you say that when there is a ing hickey on your neck,” he growled. “Did you cheat on me?”

There it was — the moment when he was no longer to control his rage. I prepared myself mentally for his attacks. He knew how to press my buttons, so I was aware that the upcoming few minutes are going to be bad 

“Why do you always jump to conclusions without hearing me out, huh? You never listen to me without throwing extreme claims at me!” I barked back, my eyes burning with anger. I was tired of being his doll. “You never let me have my own freedom — I am basically your pet!”

“How can you say that after I have done so many things for you?!” Ji frowned and sat up. 

He came up to me and shove me agains the wall. I hit my head and winced, but quickly regained my posture. His hands locked my own, granting limited space for movement. He spread my legs by pushing his knees in between my limbs. I silently groaned in pain as he was hurting me with his body. 

“Haven’t you noticed that you were neglecting me for the past a few days?!” I retorted and reciprocated his fierce glare. 

“I was not,” he seethed out through gritted teeth. 

“Oh, so what was I doing yesterday? Cause I know your schedule on hour to hour basis,” I replied, making his eyes widen a little bit. “I ask your manager when you don’t pick up. I check your schedule before I call, because I’m trying to understand how busy you are. However, what have you done to see how am I? Do you even know how I feel?”

“I…” he trailed off, clearly caught off guard by my outburst. 

His grasps loosened and I roughly pushed him off me. I massaged my temples, exhausted from this drama. There was defeating pause between us. 

“Maybe we should break up,” I finally stated and looked away. “I can’t do this anymore. It feels like one sided love. I sometimes even wonder if you really care about me. There are also days when I feel as if I was one of your mistresses that you use and then throw away like trash.”

Since Ji didn’t utter a word and I was too scared to look up, I just bit my lip and closed my eyes, letting tears slide down my cheeks. 

“I guess that is where our journey ends. Well, at least know that it was an honor to date you,” I quietly chuckled at my own words. Oh the irony. He hurt me and yet, I still cared about him so damn much. “I hope you will find someone more appropriate for you.”

I my heels and was about to walk off when I heard a thud. I jumped, startled. I glanced back and saw that my ex-boyfriend was on his fours. 

“Seungri… Please… Don’t…” he was choking himself with his tears and my heart broke. 

“Jiyong…” I whispered and hesitated whether to leave. If I leave, I knew that there was no going back. I would be forever tied to him. 

“I… I will change! I p-promise!” Ji looked up and clasped his hands together. 

The mascara and the eyeliner were smearing his pretty face due to his tears. His face was grimaced in agony as I realized what he was going through. I couldn’t help but to do what I promised not to do — I faced him, kneeled down next to him, and embraced him in a tight hug. 

He sobbed uncontrollably and held on me as if I was his lifeline. I cried myself too, pouring out all my emotions. I gently patted his back and murmured delicate ‘shh’s. We stayed like this for a long time until our knee caps started to ache. Thus, we stood up and sat down at the sofa. 

“I am sorry,” GD apologized after his sobs subsidized. “I have been trying to get everything done as soon as possible so that I could spend some time with you, but it all got delayed and out of control . With time, the longer I postponed it, the more afraid I was of your reaction. I saw how unhappy you were, but I was too terrified to face you, because all I could do is tell you that I’m pushing myself to limits for us. I hate it when you are mad — you are super scary. I just wanted to surprise you with my free day tomorrow…”

“Surprise?” my eyes widened. 

“Yeah, I stuffed my whole week with work so that I could have tomorrow clean from any schedules,” he exposed his plan and I teared up. 

“I am sorry,” it was my turn to breakdown. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and I slapped myself mentally for my stupidity as well as ignorance. I threw my hands around his neck and was happy to feel his own arms encircling my waist. “I’m so sorry for misunderstanding you.”

“It’s all right. I think we are even now. We did the same mistake, but at least we are ale to talk it through and draw conclusions, okie?” Ji smiled and I returned the grin. 

“By the way, if you just told me that you love me and that I just have to wait for your explanation, I would understand,” I told him and pulled away. Meanwhile, I enjoyed him wiping my tears off with his thumbs. 

“No, you would press me to spill it,” Ji shook his head. 

“Okay, you are right,” I admitted. We both laughed at how we knew each other way like the backs of our palms. 

“So, tell me about those hickeys,” GD eyes the mark and glared at it. 

“A guy at the bar was forcing himself on me. Had to waste two martinis to blind him. I managed to escape then,” I answered and recalled the nasty memory, shivering. 

“Hey, it’s okay now. I will protect you,” Dragon reassured me and kissed my forehead. “Just tell me which club and time. I will track him down.”

“No, you’re going to kiss me now,” I objected and pursed my lips. 

“All right. I will do it later, because your wish is my command,” he smirked and closed the distance between our faces. 

I was so happy that we got to resolve this issue. After all, it was just a mere misunderstanding and bad timing from both sides. Chae learnt about the aftermath that happened once she left me at the mansion and we high five’d each other. 

The next day I indeed spent my whole time with Ji, whom I had to all myself. I ordered him to turn off his phone and we hanged with each other without a break. Before those 24 hours, I told everyone to back off from both me and my boyfriend so that we could enjoy the time to the fullest. I even told that to YG, who just rolled his eyes at me, but agreed nevertheless. 

By the end of that day, it made me wonder if it was truly him who was the possessive and selfish one in this relationship, or was it actually me. I just shrugged my arms and snuggled into my perfect lover. 

No one’s POV

“Did you get a call from Seungri?” TOP asked as he chomped onto his pasta. He looked exceptionally pale.

Big Bang — expect for the leader and the maknae — were enjoying their lunch at their own dorm. It was one of the rare times when they got eat a meal together.

“Y-yeah,” Deasung gulped. “When he told me through the phone that I shouldn’t contact him or Jiyong-hyung for the whole day, I thought that he was threatening him.”

“I know right? I thought that he was going to torture us if we disobey,” Bae nodded his head and looked at the other two members who were sitting with him at the sofa. 

“No wonder everyone is scared of his possessiveness and selfishness over Ji,” Seunghyun chuckled. 

“You must admit though, that GD is making a great job at making people think that it is the other way around,” Teayang noted, pouring himself another glass of orange juice. 

“I think it is also thanks to the fact that Riri is simply oblivious to how dangerous he becomes whenever the issue is related to Ji-hyung in any way,” Dae pointed out, receiving nods from the older idols.

“This couple is just so complicated,” Youngbae laughed. 

“They are indeed,” TOP grinned and they decided to watch something on the television. 

Author’s notes: sudden and absolutely not planned one shot. I admit that it is very weird, but if you had read this far, I guess you at least tolerated it xD I tried to make a twist at the end, but I failed ;__; Also, sorry for the rushed ending... 

This fanfic was supposed to go for a competition, but I decided to publish it as an one-shot too :_

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