Seungri pov:

I'm such an idiot.

How could I fall for this man.

This clueless man, Jiyong.

I dragged myself from my room and walked into the noisy living room.

"I told you! I did the laundry! Seunghyun is the one who made the mess with the dishwasher!" Youngbae yelled at Daesung.

Daesung scowled at Seunghyun.

"Is it true? Did you make the mess?"

Seunghyun looked down at his feet and pouted. "I was going to clean it up..."

"Liar! He's a liar! I saw him do it on purpose!" Youngbae squeeled once again.

Youngbae yelling is so weird.

He never yells like this. Seunghyun must have done something really bad.

I saw Jiyong chuckling on the couch, he was enjoying this scene apparently.

"Don't be so mean Bae!" Seunghyun whined as he plugged his ears, trying to drown out Youngbae.

"Guys! You are acting like children!" Daesung screamed at the top of his lungs.

Everyone stopped and went wide eyed at this side of Daesung.

Daesung sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Apologize to eachother at once."

They couldn't say anything. To make Daesung yell so loud, they had gotten way out of hand.

"Sorry." Youngbae muttered.

"I'm sorry too." Seunghyun said, scratching the back of his head.

I glanced over at Jiyong again, he smiled at me and motioned me over to the couch.

I slightly smiled back.

I was about to sit on the couch myself, but I was pulled in by him.

I hope I don't do anything stupid.

He sat me next to him and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"This was funny until Daesung became the mother."

I giggled at that comment.

Apparently, Daesung has super hearing because he heard me giggling.

"What are you laughing at?!"

"Nothing..." I said, "innocently."

He squinted at me and grabbed Seunghyun and Youngbae by the ear and dragged them to clean up.

Great.

Now I'm alone with my crush.

"I'm glad to see you laughing after what happened to you earlier." Jiyong said, putting his hand on my thigh.

What the hell is he doing. Is he trying to kill me?!

I shyly smiled. "I'm better now, yeah..."

"You worry me sometimes Seungri. You know you are very important to me." He said, smiling kindly.

My heart skipped a beat.

I can't take this torture.

It hurts.

"I-Is that so?" I said, pushing his hand away.

This made him frown.

I can't let him do this to me. He's so oblivious it's ridiculous.

Don't you notice me blushing? Jiyong?

Do you plan to ignore every hint I give you?

Do you plan on slowly leading me into depression because...

I can't have you?

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Jiyong pov:

I looked at Seungri's expression.

It was a very cold, distant, and sad.

What is wrong with him?

I have to find out, this has gone on for too long.

I need to know.

"Come on, we're going to the balcony." I said, pulling him off the couch.

"W-Why?!" He yelped.

"We need to talk."

I dragged him towards the door that opens to the balcony and pushed him outside.

I locked the door and pulled him into a hug.

"Please...tell me what's wrong..."

"I-I can't" He mumbled.

"I'm begging you." I said, pulling him back to look at his face.

"I told you. I can't."

I sighed and let go of him. Then I walked over to the edge of the balcony and leaned against it.

"Why? It's obviously bothering you to an extent where you don't even talk to anyone."

I looked back at him. He was looking at the ground with his hands clenched.

It seemed like he had something to say, but just didn't choose to.

"I'm trying to help you. Please Seungri."

He looked up and surprisingly,

he had tears in his eyes.

"If I tell you. You have to promise...not to hate me."

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