"Dara-yah, Chae Rin, Min Ji, and I are just going to get some snacks, arasseo?" Bom asked.

It was currently 9 pm and 2NE1 was taking a break from 'Ugly' live preparations. It's only been almost three days since the music video aired, but the song has got many positive reviews.

Dara stopped playing her guitar to look at the other girls and give them a smile. "Arasseo. Bring me back some ramen?" she asked.

Min Ji nodded. "Ne, eonni, we will." They waved goodbye and Chae Rin went to close the door behind them.

Meanwhile, Dara focused her attention back to the guitar and continuously tried to perfect the F chord.

'Dara eonni what's happened to your face? It looks like a million bees stung it!'

'Dara eonni, you're bloating!'

'Your face is bigger than usual, Dara.'

Those were the things Bom, CL, and Min Ji told Dara on the way to their 'Ugly' comeback at MNet. Dara blushed at all of their comments and tried to make the best out of it. But really, she was embarrassed to death inside.

As soon as 2NE1 entered the building, Dara made a quick move to grab the hood of her jacket and brought it down to cover half of her face as she excused herself and ran inside the bathroom. She locked the door and looked at the mirror.

Immediately, Dara frowned at what she saw. Bom, CL, and Min Ji were telling the truth! Her face was bloated! She put her hands on her swelling cheeks and tried to push them down. She held her hands there for some moments and decided to let go. Still the bloating hasn't gone away!

A frustrated groan made its way out of . Dara took one last look at her face and hoped for the best, for today just wasn't her day. First she missed her alarm clock, something rare, and woke up 20 minutes later than schedule, she almost trips in the shower, and now this?!

Dara shook her head. Today definitely wasn't her day.

Still, she couldn't help but hope that some makeup will cover her flaws. They always did, right?

"Dara-yah, what happened to your face?!" the stylist eonni exclaimed in disbelief.

Dara laughed nervously and scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. "I ate ramen last night..."

The stylist eonni shook her head and clicked her tongue. "Makeup can't cover this, Park Sandara," she noted.

Dara nodded and took out her cellphone. If makeup wasn't going to cover her flaw, then it was time for Plan B: go online and research how to lose it. "I got it under control, eonni," Dara reassured with a smile.

The stylist eonni nodded hesitantly and said, "Arasseo, but you better handle it quick! You guys are on in an hour, and you still need to do your makeup!" With that said, she made her way to CL and started to do her makeup.

Dara made her way into the bathroom again, but all the stalls were currently occupied. She groaned to herself and got out. She ran into the family restroom and closed the door behind her. There wasn't enough time to wait.

Sitting down on the closed toilet, Dara whipped out her cellphone and googled 'How to lose face fat fast'. Results appeared on the speed of lightning. Dara wasted no time to tap the first result. Quickly reading over what was written, Dara nodded approvingly. This might work! She set up the timer on her phone and read the first exercise:

'Cheek exercise 1

Sit upright with lips closed but relaxed. Pucker and pout your lips using your cheek muscles. (Use your fingers to make sure that you are using your cheek muscles). Keep your lips puckered for a count of 10 and then relax. Repeat 10 times.'

Dara did just that. She made her way in front of the mirror and imitated the picture and description shown and held it for ten seconds. She did it continuously, and was finishing the ninth time when the door opened.

Dara gasped and immediately stopped what she was doing. She turned around and saw Kwon Ji Yong's surprised expression. "Dara?" he questioned. She nodded in response. "What are you doing here? Did you follow me?" he continued playfully.

She rolled her eyes, but laughed nonetheless. "Hate to break it to you, Ji Yongie, but no, I'm not following you. I believe you were the one who followed me, since I was here first." Dara stuck her tongue out playfully and turned back around to the mirror and continued what she was doing.

Ji Yong laughed at her funny expression. He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and asked, "What are you doing, Butterfly?"

Dara turned around with a pout. "Ji Yong, my face is bloated."

He squinted his already tiny eyes and inspected her face carefully. "Aniyo, it isn't!" he said in conclusion.

She nodded her head vigorously. "Ne, it is! That's why I'm doing these funny cheek exercises. The website guaranteed that the fat will go away quickly! But it isn't much fun," she said sadly. Turning back around to the mirror, Dara read the next exercise:

'Cheek exercise 2

With your lips closed, smile a relaxed smile, and then your cheeks toward and on to your teeth. Hold this position for 10 counts and then relax. Repeat 10 times.'

Dara held the position for ten seconds exactly and was about to do the next set when Ji Yong gave her lips a quick peck. "Ji Yongie, I don't have time to play!" she exclaimed. But Ji Yong ignored her and pecked her lips a second time after the second batch was over. Dara decided to ignore him as well and did the rest of the 10 times she had to do, and received another 8 kisses for them. On his last kiss, Dara finally cracked and laughed. "Why do you keep kissing me?"

Ji Yong shrugged his shoulders innocently. "You said doing those exercises weren't fun, so I made them fun!" he exclaimed.

Dara couldn't help but laugh at him. She pinched his cheeks and muttered a quick thanks before moving forward to the next exercise. But she noticed that Ji Yong was still in the bathroom. "Ji, get out," she said, "Isn't it weird for two people of the opposite es to be inside a bathroom together at the same time?"

He pouted, but his pout quickly turned into a sly smirk. "Not if I do this," he murmured and buried his face in her neck, kissing all visible areas.

But Dara refused to be distracted. She pushed him away and out of the restroom. "I'll see you later, honey," she said with a sweet smile before closing and remembered to lock the door this time.

"Dara," she heard him whine, "You're no fun."

She laughed at his childishness. "I'll see you later," she repeated and continued with the exercises. She heard him muttering his complaints, but eventually walked off.

After a few more exercises, Dara came out of the bathroom, fully confident with her now back-to-regular face. She quickly returned to 2NE1's waiting room and found that the other girls had already done their makeup.

Their stylist eonni quickly pushed her to sit on the chair and, without words, started to apply her makeup.

"Good job, girls!"

"You nailed it!"

"2NE1 fighting!"

All these were expressed with great feeling after their Hate You and Ugly performances. They gave Dara a sense of happiness and relief that she and the girls were able to meet everyone's expectation. But what really made her happiness burst was the smiling young man with his arms crossed over his chest in the back of the large crowd that met and congratulated them.

Data excused herself from the celebration of a successful performance and walked his way. "How did we do, Ji Yong?" she asked.

He took her cap off and rubbed her head with an approving smile. "Wonderful. Just wonderful."

She beamed, and it urged him to take her into his arms and sprinkle her with his kisses. But he resisted the urge. Doing that would just raise suspicions. There were already rumors among those who call themselves "Applers" that they were dating. Sure they were, but he couldn't let that come out officially. He had to protect his Butterfly from the words haters would say. He couldn't let her get hurt.

But he couldn't help it. If he couldn't kiss her, the least he should get was a hug. And a hug was exactly what he got. He pulled her into his arms and sighed.

Dara couldn't help but hug him back, but let go after a quick few seconds. "Ji Yong, you know we can't do that in public," she whispered.

He sighed. "I know, but it wouldn't hurt hugging just once, right?"

She shrugged her shoulders and hesitantly said, "I guess not." She quickly added, "But that was the last one!"

Ji Yong's mouth and eyes widened in surprise. "Are you serious? The last one? No more hugs?"

Dara laughed. He thought it was the last one he was ever going to get? "No, I mean in public. You can do whatever you want to me in private."

He wiggled his eyebrow playfully. "You mean it? Anything?"

"Yes, any---" she saw the look in his eyes and immediately shook her head. "Never mind, not anything."

He pouted. "You mean woman."

She laughed and pinched his cheeks. "Aigoooo, my dongsaeng's so cute!"

"Ya! What did I tell you about calling me that?!" He added softly, "Do you know how weird it is for your girlfriend to call you her dongsaeng?"

Dara pondered over being called his girlfriend for a minute. She pinched herself lightly and made sure it wasn't a dream. She still couldn't believe he was with her! She was just … Sandara Park, while he was the G-Dragon, the Kwon Ji Yong.

Ji Yong frowned at her serious thinking expression. “What are you thinking about, Butterfly?”

She looked up at him, and convinced herself not to tell him about what she was thinking about. She gave him a small smile and said, “No, it’s nothing. I’ll just go back so no one suspects anything, alright?” With that, she turned around and started to walk away, but Ji Yong grabbed her wrist and made her face him.

“Dara, what’s wrong?” he asked worriedly.

“Nothing, nothing. It’s absolutely nothing,” she answered with two thumbs up.

His eyes narrowed. “I’ve known you for such a long time, Dara, and I can tell when you’re lying and when you’re not. Now spill.”

Dara sighed. She’s been caught. “Fine,” she answered. She pinched him, hard. He responded with a pained “Ow!”, and she did the same to herself. She found herself wincing at the pain, and a smile immediately lit her face.

“Ya, what the heck was that for?” he demanded.

She giggled at his pain, and bowed. “Mianhe, sunbaenim,” she said between huffs and puffs of air.

Ji Yong’s hard expression immediately softened when he heard her melodic laughter. He couldn’t help but pinch her cheeks. “I can’t believe how adorable you look,” he whispered.

Dara looked up at him in all seriousness. “And I can’t believe you’re mine,” she whispered back.

He smiled and hugged her tight. “You better believe it, babe. You better believe it.” 

comments anyone?

 super sorry for its ish-ness and quick ending! -__-

would you forgive me?