Seunghyun and I slept on the couch together that night. I had sat down next to him after Seungri had left. He kissed me a few times before I was overwhelmed with fatigue-the day’s events finally catching up to me around three in the morning. I fell asleep with my arms around his waist sitting up.

            I wake up and I am facing the television. His arm is resting over my waist and my head is using his other arm as a pillow. I hope his arm didn’t fall asleep. I turn around and look at his face, memorizing it. His eyelashes are so long. I graze my pointer across them and take this whole moment in.

            His eyes slowly flutter open and he smiles. This only causes me to frown.

            “What’s wrong Jagi?”

            I turn back away from him and sit up. I have to talk to YG today. I don’t know how he is going to react. What do I even say? “Hey YG…yeah, so…I’m dating TOP. I need to quit working for you now,” or “Hey YG…so, TOP and I are dating. Should I keep working for you or would you prefer I leave?” Is he even going to be okay with the fact that TOP is dating me? Isn’t there some sort of “no dating” rule for idols or something? What do I say to him? He’s a very powerful guy, will he have me offed? I don’t think he’s that kind of person.

 Seunghyun sits up behind me and rubs my shoulders. I relax into his touch for a moment before I decide to go brush my teeth. When I come back I notice he is bent over on the couch with his arms out, his hands dangling over his knees and he is looking at the ground. I sit back down where I was before. I break the silence.

“What do I even say to him Oppa?” He begins to rub my shoulders again, but he doesn’t respond. “Am I allowed to tell him were dating? You obviously haven’t told him otherwise I wouldn’t be in this situation,” I say.

“I think I should come with you,” he says.

“I don’t want to get you in trouble,” I say.

“What will happen, will happen…if I am there, if I am not there…things will be same,” he says. He kneads into my muscles deeper and it feels so good. I didn’t realize how much stress I had kept locked in my shoulders until now. I close my eyes and lean back into him. He rubs a little longer and then slides his hands down to my upper arms and gives them a quick squeeze. “It will be okay,” he leans to my left and says with a smile. “Come on, let’s get dressed. The sooner getting done, the sooner it is over,” he says.

            Suddenly, he is the calm one.

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            We walk into the YG building together and get ready to knock on YG’s office door when Seungri runs up and gets in the middle of us, throwing his arms around our shoulders. He came out of no where.

            “Ahhhh. _______-ah! Nice night? Yeah?” he turns to Seunghyun. “Hyung! I saw your chest last night!” he says with a wink and a devious grin. Seunghyun quickly shrugs him off his shoulder.

            “What are talking about…you are drunk,”

            “I was drunk,” Seungri says proudly. “But so glad practicing English! Yes?” he says and then turns to me. “How was it?”

            I punch his shoulder wi