Jiyong and Seungri
Give and TakeA/N: Short drabble of Jiyong getting nervous under Seungti's gaze. Finished September of 2017. Enjoy and don't mind any grammatical errors bc w0w grammer
Jiyong was always the clingy one, the touchy feely one, the one who initiates skinship and invades one's personal space because he doesn't understand the concept of boundaries. He loves to touch, his slender fingers taking its sweet time roaming across the expanse of skin, feeling the warmth and the pulse of human life underneath his fingertips.
Seungri was more often than not the recipient of his touches. He didn't mind, he never did when it came to Jiyong because Seungri was amazing like that. He never pushed Jiyong away even when his touches were bordering on inappropriate, never told him off when Jiyong would wrap his arms around his waist, chin digging softly on his shoulder, breath fanning the other's neck. He never pulled away even when Jiyong would nip at his bottom lip in permission to go further to which Seungri would always comply because Seungri would always give give and give and Jiyong would always take take and take. Yet Jiyong's heart still aches, still clenches painfully because of all the things that Seungri never did to him, never touching Jiyong back hurt the most.
Until today, that is.
Seungri was too close for comfort which was ironic for the man who lived to invade one's personal space to think of. The small distance was making Jiyong uncharacteristically n
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