Osaka is indeed beautiful at night. Jiyong wishes he could stay there at the balcony forever, or maybe, just a bit longer. Just a few more minutes would’ve been fine. Closing his eyes, Jiyong closes his eyes and takes in the breathing of the two, the chilly air, the faint sound of cars far beneath them, and he wants to cry.

Hi guys! :D This is a random idea that popped up in my head at around eleven at night, as the result of reading to much gtop fanfiction and listening to much to bigbang in general :b My second story, and it's a gtop - my favourite pairing!! :D :D I hope you enjoy this!