The sun was setting and Jiyong was still in the studio. His eyes were threatening to close on him but he was determined to get this song finished by tonight. Youngbae had already been and asked him to finish up and go eat, but to no avail, once Jiyong was in the zone there was no getting him out of it. Silence encaptured the room as he hit play on the one section of the song he had been editing and slaving over for hours.

"Baby~ I hate you - no no no no no

Baby~ I love you"

Hate and love weren't far from each other he thought to himself. Glancing at the clock he saw that it was already gone midnight. He sighed reluctantly as he rose from his seat, deciding that he was finished for the night and  he felt drained, both emotionally and physically. His mind began to drift to the person whom he missed most, the one he always missed most and he ruffled his hair aimlessly in a failed attempt to clear his thoughts.

"Going somewhere hyung?"

"Seungri-ah? What are you doing here? I thought you were in Japan."

"I've been back since yesterday, I just didn't tell anyone. I prefer to come with an air of surprise. You look like you could do with some company." The smile that lit up his features triggered the pain in Jiyong's chest that he had felt mere seconds before Seungri's entrance but for a different reason. The familiar man with dark sullen circles under his eyes walked towards Jiyong who took it upon himself to sit back down, mesmerized by Seunghyun, though keeping a nonchalant look on his face.

"Hyung you should really get some sleep, you look like you've been here for days."

Snorting, he glanced at the youngest member stood a few feet from him. "Not far from the truth. You know me, I'm a perfectionist."

"You'll get bags like me." Seungri perched himself on the main desk much to Jiyong's annoyance.

"Your bags are cute though." His soft tone faded as he continued. "Mine are just an example of me not completing what needs to be completed. I have a deadline for this album and I'm not even close to finishing!" He hit the wooden desk in front of him letting out some pent up frustration but startling Seungri in the process.

"Waeyo? Ri?"

"Ah hyung- I just remembered something I h-have to do. A prior appointment. I hope you finish up here."

Within five seconds he was gone.

"Probably gone to one of his Japanese girls..." Ignoring the pang of jealousy that followed his uttered statement, and the realisation of how bitter he sounded he turned back to the computer and repeated the chorus of "Who You?" for the 68th time.

Outside the studio, once he felt he was a safe distance away from the building Seungri leant against the wall silently cursing himself for letting his emotions control him. "I really hate you Kwon Jiyong." His head shook of it's own accord in denial as he muttered, "but I love you."