Jiyong has never broken a promise in his life, he's not going to start now.

They've got nothing but time, candy, and the power of cuteness on their side.

Who is Seungri?

"I was channeling you," Seungri mumbles. "Fake it til you make it and bite anyone who comes close. Like a frog."

"I've got a great idea," Jiyong proclaims as he leans his entire weight on the younger boy, pinning him to the bed. His hair is messily piled on his head, bits of it falling into his eyes. It's getting long and Seungri knows Jiyong plans to cut it for their next concert; Seungri will miss seeing Jiyong's hair in a top knot. "We should kiss."

Seungri stands at the gentle slope where the sea meets the sand. His feet are bare, shoes in hand.