INSPIRATION

Seungri places an orange juice in front of Jiyong.

“Hyung, Drink up.”

Jiyong ignores Seungri’s presence and continue working on the last parts of the album.

“I don’t want you to be dehydrated.”

Jiyong clicks several times on the computer, trying his best not to do anything that isn’t connected with the comeback because the deadline is already near. By means of near, next month.

“I hope you can still take care of yourself, hyung.”

Jiyong reaches the mouse and drags the pointer to somewhere in the audio file. Still forcing himself to neglect the younger because if he started giving attention to him, he knows he wouldn’t stop.

“Look at that stubble, you should have brought a shaver before cramping yourself in this studio.”

The raspy feel of the facial hair creeping on Jiyong’s face. He touched it several times after Seungri said it to him.

“I think I’m bothering you, hyung. Might as well—“

“Stay.”

“I thought you don’t need me and—“

Jiyong stood up and pulled Seungri to the couch which he, himself, lounges on when he feels drowsy.

“Sleep.”

“But hyung, you’re the one who needs sleep badly right now.”

“Just sleep there, Seungriya. That will be a big help for