Author's Note! Before any of you throw tomatoes at me, please let me explain first. So I know I promised to write only fluffy chapters for this fic.....BUT after reading some Bigbang fanfics (as a stress reliever), an idea popped into me (this actually). At first, I planned to post this as a separate story but then I remembered that I got this story and the prompt syncs with this one. 

So viola~ 

However, I do apologize for making this a bit....angsty. I can't help it >////< I need to let these negative emotions out. And I just love writing Seungri's emotional struggles T^T. 

I will do my best to write Jiyong's POV as less...hurt-y and more love-y (and of course more jealousy *wink wink*, after all misunderstandings have already started uwu)

This is especially made for everyone who has been patient with me. I know I haven't been updating regularly and I have like ten other incomplete fics, but you, my readers, keep me going! <3 Let's keep this fandom alive until Seungri came back from the military and clean his name (bec tbh, he hasn't done those allegations, if he did, he wouldn't have been welcomed in the military) OT5 forever <3

P.S. Terribly sorry for my grammar mistakes, I wrote this around like 3AM XD

MOLLADO

aka that one time Seungri tried and failed to woe his dragon

Seungri felt like the biggest idiot in the whole universe.

He stared at the dried flowers and melted chocolates mocking him from the table. They were like bright lights indicating how much of an idiot he was.

Seriously. Why did he even think he had any chance? He was a fat, round guy. He's not the very definition of handsomeness. He looked like a ugly buffoon when he stood beside any of the other BigBang members. He's not the smartest guy in the room. Yeah, he speaks like four languages but isn't not as if it's something special. Anyone with enough time and determination can study languages and speak it like a local.

And best of all, he's a ing guy. Living in one of the most homophobic country in the planet. Yeah, koreans might love seeing fan services from their idols, but if they really fell in love and gotten married? Ironic, they'll be the first ones to call for imprisonment.

Imprisonment. For loving someone.

How is that a crime?

Plus. Where did this stupid idea even came from? Jiyong. Kwon ing Jiyong. The Bigbang legend. The Leader. The trendsetter. One of the most respected composer in the international industry.

Kwon Jiyong. Any being with two legs and a functioning libido would be lucky to have him. The guy is passion personified. He's romantic, loving, silly, shy, yet he'll appear as if he's a mafia boss.

Seriously? Who the gave the idea that Seungri even has the slightest chance of getting the guy? Even if Seungri was born as a woman, Jiyong wouldn't spend a second meeting his eyes.

Jiyong is way beyond Seungri's level.

So looking back at his wasted money in the form of wilted flowers and melted chocolates, Seungri wondered why he even bothered. He should've just left it as a stupid fantasy steaming from his childhood adoration of the man, then eventually turned to puppy crush then to full-blown lovesickness.

Seungri hates his life.

He groaned and cursed his stupid self. He had planned a simple date really, like a twelve year old boy who wants to confess to his first love. He asked one of his lesser known restaurants to close their public service and only open the shop for Seungri's table.

He planned on asking Jiyong on a simple date. They would eat, talk, and Seungri would make his intentions known. He'll hand him flowers and chocolates (again, what idiotic nonsense, how would someone of Jiyong's caliber ever be word by such cliche and simple things?) and tell him the love Seungri felt for him.

I love you hyung. As far as I remember, I've always loved you. I am yours, Ji-hyung. From now to the last day of my life. I am yours.

Seungri felt his eyes moistening with tears. He was sitting alone in his private room in the YG Building (because YG could now afford extra rooms, Yang gave them each of their own private studios), not wanting to get bothered or be seen with his stupid attempt. He doesn't want to be asked questions he doesn't want to answer.

Again, another stupidity on his part. Why did he even choose to go here right after? He could've chosen to mope in his apartment or any place else.

"Seungri-hyung!!!" A loud booming voice echoed around the studio.

Seungri flinched and looked up to see Hanbin, leader of the new boy group iKon, waving frantically while closing back the door. "I've been looking hyung! I miss you!" He told Seungri enthusiastically, skipping his steps and hugging his favorite thing.

Seungri sighed and couldn't help but hug the guy back. Hanbin was known for being octopus level clingy. He was the type of person that is very private and reserved, but once he began to trust you and see you as a friend, he'll hang onto you like the last thread of rope and he's hanging over the cliff.

"What's up, Bin-ah?" Seungri loved taking care of his younger mates. It has always been a dream of his, ever since he decided to become part of the YG company. He knew that there will come a time when Bigbang would grow old and YG has to hire younger idols. He wanted to the that kind of hyung who will properly take care of his youngers (maybe even baby them).

He doesn't want anyone to fell as left out and as alone as he did when he was a trainee.

Hanging pouted. "They're being meanies again," he told his hyung, crossing his arms and walking around, as if he has too much static energy to dispel.

"Ah, they're not following what you told them?" It was almost always the same problem. Seungri almost forgot the problem he had, focusing his energy on solving other people's dilemma.

"Worse! They said I'm too cruel. What? Why? We barely started! Rhythms ta must do well on the charts or we're all doom!" Hanging screamed his frustrations.

As much as Seungri understood Hanbin's point of view, because to be honest, looking at the guy, he's like the embodiment of Jiyong. Seungri saw the younger version of G Dragon in Hanbin.

Strict. Perfectionist. Commanding.

Seungri gave a short snort. "Maybe they're tired, Bin-ah. You had a tendency to overdo things," again another similarity with Seungri's Jiyong. (Even though he really has no formal claim over the man)

Hanging pouted and turned his gaze away.

Seungri knew that the guy had already accepted that it was his fault and just needed some time to complain and about it (again, another painful reminder).

Seungri tried not to focus too much on the comparison. Because the more he does, the more he was reminded of the stupid thing he almost did.

But Hanbin is an oblivious bastard. He noticed the chocolates, the flowers, and because he's also just as passionate (really, was that a requirement in becoming a good composer?), was able to connect the dots. His eyes light up. "What?! You're courting someone?!" He shrieked like a fangirl.

Seungri rolled his eyes. "Nah. It's...there's no chance anyway."

Hanbin laughed. "Must be one hell of a gal. Refusing to date a loop star."

Seungri smirked, amused by the private joke of the situation. If only Hanging knew. It was actually Seungri who was stupid enough to fall for a loop star. THE kpop star.

Surprisingly, Hanging sat beside him. All energy seemingly drained out from him. He appeared very sympathetic. He had a frown on his face and understanding in his eyes. "Care to tell what happened?"

Seungri sighed. It was one of the questions that he didn't want to answer. But somehow, the words rammed against his throat, as if they're begging to be freed. "I... When I was trying to ask them..."

Jiyong was a busy man, so Seungri knew that he has to be smart when asking. They had come long from sharing beds in a rat infested apartment, so Seungri had to do extra research, ask around and confirm Jiyong's schedules. Fortunately, a free day was able.

But sadly, it has already been reserved.

Jiyong's model friend, Kiko, was flying back from Japan, specifically to visit Jiyong.

Jiyong was over ecstatic of the news. He was laughing and talking animatedly over the phone, running plans with Kiko.

Seungri was left numb at the dining table when they had lunch. It was the perfect time, he concluded, to passively ask Jiyong if he wanted to spend the day with him.

But life proves itself to be incredibly cruel.

He had to watch Jiyong's attention fade from being obsessively focused only on 'his maknae' to completely ignoring 'the maknae'.

Seungri has to pretend that he was busy with his food, that he wasn't listening, that his heart wasn't torn from being ignored. Him, with all his flesh, replaced by a lady voice over the phone.

And people thought Jiyong and Seungri is a thing.

Maybe before.

But not now.

Kiting found someone else to dot over. Someone he could love, marry, and have a life with. Someone who understands fashion just as he does. Someone who was as pretty as he is. Someone who... people like Jiyong ends up with.

Kiko is that girl.

Seungri is...

There was a hand over his. He looked up and noticed how everything seemed to be blurry, how his face seemed to be a little wet.

"It's okay, Ri, you don't have to tell me," Hanbin said, massaging softly Seungri's hands. His was frowning but his eyes remained soft.

Seungri shivered. He tried to laugh off the situation. How silly of him, really. To cry over something so obvious.

How could Jiyong love someone like him? Really, Seungri is a ing delusional scumbag.

He forced out another laugh. But it ended up being a weep. His voice shattered, he tried to swallow his cries through faking a cough. But all it did was make things worse.

Seungri's tears fell like water from a stream. He hiccuped and wailed as the pain on his chest tightens. Gods, it's like something had clawed his heart and is not pulling it out from his chest. It was getting harder and harder to breathe.

He couldn't focus on anything other than his shallow breathing. He grasped, forcing air back to his closing throat. Because suddenly, even his body was stupid enough to forget how to breathe!

"...one, two..." There was a fading voice beside him. A warmth above his hands. "Breathe in.... One... Two..." The words said, echoing loudly against the chaos in Seungri's mind. "Come on, breathe with me." Seungri closed his eyes and focused on the counting. Trying his best to immigrate the loud breathing he heard.

One, two.

Inhale

One, two.

Exhale.

After a minute or two, Seungri opened his eyes and saw Hanging kneeling in front of him. There was a worried smile on his face, and Seungri hated himself a little bit for putting that on Hanbin's face.

What kind of hyung worries his youngers?"

Hanbin smiled and gave a short hug to Seungri. "it's hard, yeah? Falling in love?" Hanbin said.

Even though Hanbin looked incredibly serious about it, Seungri couldn't help but chuckle, "Seriously? Like you ever fell in love."

It was the truth though, and Hanbin didn't even bother denying. "Okay, so I haven't." He suddenly had that determined look in his face. " Because of that, I'm going to challenge myself with writing a full album with only love songs!"

Seungri rolled his eyes. The stupidity of this guy. But the absurdity made him smile.

Hanbin's eyes lightened up upon seeing it.

"Come on hyung! Let's go back to your place! Get drank! And watch some panda documentary!" Hanbin said, with great enthusiasm.

Seungri rolled his eyes but got up anyways. He looked back over the remnants of his failed attempt and saw them as nothing but just that... An attempt.

So he failed, that doesn't mean, he couldn't find someone else?

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But he'll be okay. There's a lot of people around him, he'll find someone else.

And if that's not enough to fill the gap that his leader left behind...

Then Seungri would close his eyes and pretend.

By the way, Do support Seungri and Hanbin's collaboration...."Mollado" :) Seungri features Hanbin in his song <3

I made that collage image as an album art for this specific song only <3 They're both so cute in it!!