It was merely an ordinary day, an ordinary week, but it wasn’t what Youngbae had been learning. Everything seemed normal, he went to YG building every day, meeting YG people, working on their studio in the morning, having quality time with his (almost all) Bigbang in the evening, everything seemed same and fine. And because of that he thought there was something unordinary.

He was the learner in his group, the always first one who noticed unusual thing. And he caught it on his best friend’s behavior these days. It might look like an ordinary grin, but it wasn’t ordinary if Kwon Jiyong had been grinning in improper moment, too often. The grin too didn’t look ordinary to him, it was too thin and unreachable, every time Jiyong made that grin – his eyes was looking down, and strangely looked softer.

This moment was an example, Jiyong had been looking at his fingers which wasn’t normal because it had been more than 15 minutes and of course he had that sly and thin grin on his lips. He leaned his back casually on his working chair while they were having an important talk about their upcoming concert in Japan. No one realized this yet, except his best friend.

Seungri had been passionately showing his eagerness about a new concept for their concert which he accidently heard from the director’s room. This news hadn’t been told to them yet, and thank to the maknae they learned it a little bit faster. Daesung though had a problem with the concept and Seunghyun agreed with it, making the three members too busy to notice that Jiyong hadn’t share any word about it. They were too oblivious.

“What do you think, Ji?”

Youngbae just decided to wake him up. And it was succeeded.

“What?”

Jiyong immediately saved his grin while trying to adjust to the things.

“Right, what do you think, Hyung?” maknae asked.

“What do I think, about …?”

“About the new concept, of course. Do you agree with me or with these Hyungs?”

Jiyong then leaned his back on the chair again while hand on his chin, using his forefinger to starch it slowly, seemingly considering things. He bit his lip to add the dramatic vibe. And he put his frown to make it believable.

“I … don’t know.” His mischievous grin had been formed, “aren’t you guys hungry?” fast, he changed the topic, “I’m hungry, let’s grab something on cafeteria!”

“Come on Hyung! Tell us your thought first!” Maknae insisted.

“Jiyong-ah, what do you think?” the oldest got curious too.

But Jiyong had no intention to answer them, well, he hadn’t even paid attention to that seemingly important information since the beginning. He though hadn’t much care about it. That leader then got up from his chair, his bottom lip, still acting like having a slight care about the topic, “It’s not final yet, right?”

Maknae had no choice except, “Well … but,”

“Seungri-ya, everything still can change,” Jiyong smirked after, giving the maknae a cute mock note, “let’s just wait until Kim director come to us, until then … pap mok-ja … I’m hungry, gonna go first.”

He walked out the studio then, leaving the rest members with odd feeling, especially the maknae. It wasn’t the first time he lost over his hyung, but it definitely had affected the maknae’s pride. The hyungs though just laughed, enjoying the sight of being defeated on the youngest face.

“Woah, daebak that hyung! I should have just kept this for myself!!”

Seungri groaned, feeling lost, and it only gave the hyungs a reason to laugh louder, except the second oldest who only had a small smile on his thin lips.

“I’m gonna join Jiyong, you guys come?” Youngbae said and none said yes.

He left the studio too, heading downstairs to the cafeteria. He was somehow sensed his best friend hiding something he better knew. He planned to ask him there. But his luck wasn’t with him now, Youngbae was expecting a private time alone with that Kwon, but unfortunately his best wasn’t just by himself on the cafeteria.

Sitting together with Jiyong were two members of Winner, one was their current leader and the other one was their ex-leader. His faint smile formed, maybe not today, he thought.

“Youngbae hyung!”

The younger with strong eyebrows caught his presence. He wave voluntarily, walking towards them.

“I thought you weren’t hungry,” Jiyong said as he sensed Younbae sitting next to him, eyes glued on his food.

“I’m not. I thought you need friends.”

Jiyong chuckled next.

“So, what you guys doing here? Recording something?” Youngbae asked, looking at Seungyoon. The younger gulped his kimchi while shaking his head.

“We had a meeting, hyung.”

“About?” Jiyong asked, eyes still focused on his rise.

“It’s for one of our CF contract,” Mino answered, helping his leader who’d been too busy with his food, “Fanta decided to change some clauses.”

“Fanta? You guys doing Fanta?”

“Ey, hyung! We’ve been their rep for this year!”

“Ok, spill it!” the oldest said.

“It turns that we’re not the only rep for next year, we’re doing it with the previous ambassadors like Kwangsoo hyung. And we’re gonna release a collaboration song with them. It’s gonna be our first collab song,” Seungyoon couldn’t help but grinning proudly.

“Really? That’s cool!”

“Chukkae!”

“So, other than Kwangsoo hyung, who’s the rest? Idols too?”

“Yes. It’s Niel, a member of Ten TOP, and …”

“… and my chingu,” this, Kang Seungyoon cut Mino’s words and started it again. He shamelessly emphasized the word chingu, totally expecting to be bullied by the hyungs.

And Jiyong noticed the younger’s wish, so, he voluntarily faked his suspicion, “chingu? Yoja?”

Seungyoon’s grin went longer, and he nodded eagerly, “but, it’s not like you thinking, hyung.”

Jiyong copied his nod, but then he frowned at him, “What am I thinking? I’m not thinking anything actually,”

“Ye?”

“Seungyoon-ah, you’re just assuming.”

Youngbae couldn’t help but burst out laugh, the taken aback on both younger’s face undeniably looked stupid. With the plain note Jiyong knocked the younger’s expectation down in a mere second. They maybe were not familiar yet with Jiyong’s humor sense, which sometimes sounded humorless.

“So,” Youngbae decided to help his hoobae, “who is it, your chingu?”

It maybe wasn’t necessary for them, whoever it was would give no impact to these sunbaes. But as the good one, Youngbae needed to show his appreciation to their dongsaeng. Even though it wasn’t related to him, he knew his doing would affect the younger much.

Realizing his hyung had just joked around, Seungyoon pouted, faked angry at the mischievous hyung. “It’s from Seungri hyung’s fave girl group,” he said.

“Seungri?”

“It’s Apink then,” Youngbae followed, well, it wasn’t something new for him. That maknae would be always too hype every time that currently national hot issue was mentioned. Jiyong knew this too. But it wasn’t Seungri on his mind, it just .. he suddenly remembered things.

Apink, Seungyoon’s chingu, Seungie … does that mean?

“It’s Apink Eunji. We’re busan chingu, hyung, and she was also Fanta’s last year ambassador along with Kwangsoo hyu…”

Jiyong couldn’t hear more what Seungyoon currently said. His gaze went down, eyes locked on the wood table, some memories came back, her voice, her shy gaze, her awkward move, her too careful words, her cute eye-smile. It wakened up the butterflies inside his stomach, funny, that it repeated again, the feeling, the sensation. And he enjoyed it.

All the memory filled his head, that a certain curl unintentionally formed again on his lips.

And without his knowing his best friend’s had caught it.

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“What is it?” a voice had just waked Jung Eunji up. She turned left, confirming that it was Park Chorong’s voice.

“Tell me, what it is!” she repeated her question as she put down her phone, to concentrate to the younger.

Eunji frowned, “tell you what, eonni?”

“It’s getting strange, Ji. Don’t you realize?”

“And … what is it, leader-nim?” Eunji chuckled after, because she really had no idea what the leader expected from asking her a clueless question. She leaned on the couch then, eyes closed, feeling the soft fabric on her back.

“You’re acting strange this week,” the older continued, “and you did it again, just a moment ago,” she copied Eunji’s move by leaning her back to the couch.

They were having no schedule today. At the free time like this, none of the Apink members would just stay at dorm but her, of course – and strangely her leader was here too today. Eunji thought she had left, Chorong said she planned to have a dinner with her parent. Something might have been happened.

The younger inhaled deep, then a light smile formed on her lips. It still remained,