top/seungri
oneshot;
romance, humour
pg-13

A/N: based on Top's 2% Water CF, but lets pretend the girl in the video was Junsu hahah

 

“Hyung are you alright?”

                       

Junsu rolls his eyes. Swivels around in his perpetually shrill stool and shifts his gaze from person to person.

 

“You got to stop worrying about me,” he complains. Even sighs for good measure, countless times he’s had the younger worried about him.

 

Propping his elbows on the counter behind him, his biceps flex naturally. “Isn’t it I who’s supposed to be worried about you?” annoyed by the evident concern from the younger.

 

 “No.”

 

“Where were you anyways? I was actually gonna leave soon, I thought you had already been taken home tonight” He asks half serious.

 

Seungri grins

 

 “Nah, not even half, of the guys here are worth shit-” he states with the swig of his apple martini and Junsu doesn’t even remember when he got a drink.

 

“Hey,” Junsu plays, voice strained and stern. Seungri clicks his tongue in annoyance “Just because this is where you met your boy- wait your ex-boyfriend, doesn’t mean it goes for everyone else here. Oh the pain you put me through”

 

Junsu snickers and playfully shoves his arm “You came to me remember? I didn’t need any help.”

 

Seungri stares at him knowingly “Oh god, you were an emotional wreck I swear!”

 

“What, no I wasn’t! I didn’t even cry at all-”

 

“Exactly! That’s not normal hyung, with what, some semi 4-month relationship? Fuck you must have been delusional.”

 

Junsu laughs it off his trademark eunkyangkyang awkward and strained. Seungri flickers him a sidelong glance and realises his useless attempt to get off the subject, but thankfully doesn’t press into it.

 

“But seriously who was that guy just now?”

 

Junsu smiles “What? Want his number or something?”

 

Seungri scoffs “Hey just because he was smokin’ hot, and probably the only good looking guy here, including us two-” Junsu nods in agreement “doesn’t mean I suddenly want him, especially after that lame stunt he pulled”

 

Junsu pauses in thought, “I don’t know, it looked pretty genuine to me”

 

Seungri’s eyes widen “are you serious? That was so rehearsed!”

 

 

Junsu sighs; “But you know I don’t go for guys like that”

 

“I know but still! What a fucking jackass! - Trying so hard to look cool, who does that shit! Straight out from a fucking movie, I swear-”

 

“You’re just angry that he shoved your shoulder”

 

“Yeah! And the way he waggled that finger at me, I was gonna snap it in half-“

 

Junsu laughs, the rest of Seungri’s sentence incoherent and murmured as he downs the rest of his drink.

 

Slamming his empty glass on the counter top, the younger hops of his stool “C’mon lets dance.” He pleaded, tugging at Junsu’s hand.

 

**

 

Seungri laid a clawing hand at his head, hissing at the throbbing pulse he could feel in his temple.

 

Never again was he going to go clubbing on Sundays. Thank god for Youngbae, trust him to be the sober one to get him home safe and sound. He didn’t want to wake up strewn on a smelly couch, naked, cold and devoid of all memory. Damn Junsu and his big ass, I don’t even remember where he went after the 4^th round of drinks.

 

Even complaining hurt. Seungri then decided to stop off at the infirmary for some aspirin to the clear this raging hangover.

 

Walking a fast pace, and making sure not to look-up.

 

Mainly because if he did the throbbing would double-overtime, and he feels like his feet are tangling when clearly there not.

 

He hisses especially loud when something bumps against him and he forces himself to look, head dizzy and spinning, throbbing in pain.

 

“Hey! Watch where your going you fuck!!”

 

Seungri wants to say the same but the guy continues “Hang on a sec, aren’t you that guy from the club?”

 

Seungri narrows his eyes at the stranger failing at any attempt to remember who this guy was it didn’t matter anyway. But he really, really needs that aspirin, but how can he with this guy in the way.

 

“No, probably not. Excuse me but I have to get somewhere-” making a quick step to move past him had failed, the guys hand grabbed at his shoulder rooting him to the spot.

 

“Nope, im sure it’s you. You really need to watch where you’re going”

 

Seungri looked up again watching the way he waggles a pointing finger in face.

 

“Well I don’t remember, so move the fuck out of my way-”

 

“Hey! Don’t you fuckin’ swear at me kid!”

 

Just who the fuck was this guy?

 

“Some stupid douche that looks old enough to be a teacher is telling me off! fuck you! I really have no time for this.”

 

“Calling me old you fucking punk! You got some nerve”

 

“If some idiot can’t even read between the lines, then fuck yea’, so move!”

 

The guys face had grown stern and utterly threatening, it only made him look sexier.

 Seungri quickly erased that thought placing it remains in the back of his mind. But never has he made enemies so quick.

 

Before Seungri could make another attempt to move a smirk had graced the guy’s lips. His long fingers coiled at Seungri’s chin, rigorously forcing his gaze to meet his and lips mere centimetres away from each other.

 

“Does this ring a bell?” He spoke huskily, like it couldn’t be helped.

 

Seungri groans, hating the way the guy’s warm breath ghosted on his skin. The guy had pulled back before pressing a thumb over Seungri lips to swipe at it.

 

Abruptly grabbing at the offending hand, Seungri made sure to force his thumb to wipe at his shirt. Reprimand flashes of last night fast-forwarding in his head.

 

“Seriously, you look like some geek going around kissing people in-directly.”

 

The guy snickered lightly “Now aren’t you being a bit ironic”

Seungri glared at him before releasing his grip “Shut up. My friend didn’t appreciate what you did at all-”

 

“Oh so you rather it was you then?”

 

“Don’t flatter yourself. Im not into greasy, cheese monkeys who hits on any guy they see.”

 

“Ow, you’ve stung me deep with that one” The guy clenched at his heart, voice brimmed with exaggeration.

 

Seungri sighs, already making a turn to walk away.

 

“Hey kid! Just who the fuck are you?” he asks bemusedly

 

“None of your business.”

 

And SeungRi storms off.

 

 

**

 

Seungri bites his lower lip; the nurse’s glare hard and nerve wrecking. Seungri heaves a sigh “You already know the answer and yet you want me to admit it.”

 

She hands him the pills and a cup of water, then starts to busy herself into fixing the other beds “Then it’s true huh?”

 

Seungri taps his fingers on the sheets of his bed, legs swinging back and forth in his swirl of nerves. It was like being in kindergarten again, being accused for stealing some other kids crayon, making you feel like shit as they waited for your admittance when they already knew. Seungri shoves the pills in his mouth and flushes it down with the water.

 

“But I don’t understand, why a straight A student would-”

 

“Hey I have a life too you know!”

 

She sighs rather redundantly and finishes tucking in the last bed “But you should of known better to go on a Sunday.”

 

Seungri watches her walk behind the desk and writes on a slip of paper. He hops off the bed, slinging his bag over his shoulder, and grabs the note.

 

“I don’t want to see you here, asking for hangover pills again. Is that clear Mr. Lee?”

 

Seungri nods, taking a mental note to carry some extra aspirin in his bag instead.

 

 

***

 

“Hm? Sounds like you, have a crush on him” half a drag later. JaeJoong tips the ashes off the end of his cigarette and enjoys the way Seunghyun secretly panics in denial.

 

“What? No…”

 

JaeJoong raises an un-amused brow and stares at his friend knowingly. Seunghyun stares back before sighing and leaning against the brick wall.

 

“I don’t. He’s like some straight A nerd, I bet”

 

“He sounds pretty interesting to me.” “If you’re not taking him, I will”

 

Seunghyun flickers a threatening look at Jae, and his friend laughs at it.

 

“Being a bit possessive, Neh Hyun?”

 

Seunghyun gives him a cold, hard glare “Shut up.”

JaeJoong sees the uncertainty in his eyes and decides to do just that.

 

He takes one last drag before throwing the cigarette butt in the gravel and puts it out with the toe of his shoe. They set in comfortable silence; JaeJoong glances from the corner of his eye and watches how the younger man fidgets in thought.

 

“Is he good looking at least?” JaeJoong finally speaks, smirk plastered on his face. Seunghyun grows stern “No more questions Jae”

 

JaeJoong laughs at his friends’ sudden urge to not feed him any information about this guy and doesn’t worry too much about it either. Even with Seunghyun being such a rebuttal idiot, he knows he’ll own up sometime.  Im always right.

 

***

The café buzzes with noise, murmurs of conversation and light laughter, the clanging of dishes and spoons stirring in mug filled beverages.

 

Seunghyun takes a breath, tangles his fingers in each other and he can see JaeJoong’s impatience when the latter cradles his chin in his palm.

 

“Okay, I like him…”

 

 “Thank God! Finally!” JaeJoong exclaims, flails his arms like an idiot and Seunghyun has to forcefully grab at them to rid the garnering attention they receive.

 

Seunghyun clicks his tongue, and JaeJoong rolls his eyes but smiles triumphantly

 

“So what? How long did it take? 2-3 weeks?” his friend coos.

 

Seunghyun silently broods, sips at his cup of coffee and ignores the obvious ranting that JaeJoong drawls at how he’s an idiot, for not knowing sooner, and then about being some insecure teen again for being in denial for so long, and starts bragging about how he’s always right.

 

Not till he asks when he knew, he pays attention.

 

Seunghyun rolls back 2 weeks ago, where he finds the guy, dubbed Seungri (he finds, and not in some stalker-ish way) in one of the schools dance studio moving in ways he’s sure is illegal and couldn’t help but think damn, damn, damn... He feels like kicking himself in the head when he actually wished he knew the kid sooner, and assembles lewd thoughts about the kid, him, and the bed. – Correction any hard surface he later adds.

 

“Um your suppose to answer that” JaeJoong snaps, annoyed at lack of attention he finds.

 

Seunghyun grins and shakes his head, enjoying the way JaeJoong gapes for leaving the gaps empty and the older pesters him the whole day asking.

 

**

 

Seunghyun smiles, a hand in his pocket while JaeJoong rattles on about…something

They reach the parking lot a few minutes later, just when JaeJoong goes into detail about this hot one-night stand with a guy named YooChun.

 

Seunghyun’s shoves his helmet over his head and starts to swing a leg over his motorcycle but stops midway when JaeJoong doesn’t get in his car.

 

“Hyun, Hyun! Get over here!”

 

Seunghyun hops off his bike and removes his helmet, and ruffles his already messy hair.

 

“What?!”

 

“Oh my god. Oh. My. Fucking. god!!”             

 

“What!”

 

“Isn’t that, the finest piece of ass you’ve ever seen in your life!”

 

Seunghyun knits his brows and look over what Jae’s currently drooling over.

 

Seunghyun mouth hangs open, slightly panicking. JaeJoong couldn’t be serious. He watches Seungri smile happily arm wrapped around the other guy’s neck, car behind the pair.

 

Seunghyun thinks hard, trying to figure out what to do in this type of situation.

 

“Im going over there.”

 

“What! No, you cant!” hands move almost reflexively

 

JaeJoong glares at the hand pushing against his chest and gives Seunghyun a threatening look. “What!! Why the fuck not?”

 

Seunghyun narrows his eyes, finding it weird that someone who looked absolutely terrifying in that instance of a second could change to being glum and questioning.

 

“Because! I said so”

 

JaeJoong rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue “If you have some kind of fucking crush on me I swear I’ll beat it out of you so-“

 

“What?!! Hell no! I just told you who I like”

 

“Then why are you stopping me??”

 

Seunghyun lowers his hand and sighs because there’s no point in arguing with someone as stubborn and one-minded as his friend.

 

JaeJoong smirks and starts his trademark stagger over to the pair, he stands behind them while they talk and cuts in with some kind of dumb pick up line that probably goes ‘that’s a nice car you got, but my ride is way better.

 

He sees Seungri gape and the guy that Jae stands behind turns around a faint blush creeping up his neck. And it hits Seunghyun like a bunch of fat chicks tea bagging him in the face that JaeJoong, was going for Seungri’s friend, not Seungri himself. A wave of relief washes up on and he feels content.

 

JaeJoong continues ‘want a test drive? I assure you its not going to be a quick ride, it’s pleasurable and rough.’

 

Seunghyun snickers finding it entertaining how quickly the guy turns beet red and tries to look anywhere else but at JaeJoong

 

“What the fuck! Get away you fucking pervert!”

 

JaeJoong notices the kid from behind the-gorgeous-well-endowed hottie and sighs.

 

“Kid, stay the fuck out of this”

 

Seungri splutters and glares at the man “But You cant just hit on my hyung like that!"

 

“Man this kid must be trouble for you?”

 

Junsu nods reflexively and couldn’t agree more, Seungri punches him in the back for it “Way to back me up”

 

“Hey kid, don’t fucking touch him like that”

 

Junsu smiles finding everything amusing, not mention the extra-giant plus that this guy the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

 

“Name’s JaeJoong you?”

 

“Junsu”

 

“Hyung!”

 

“What?!”

 

“Hi”

 

They all pause in silence and look at the new edition that tagged along. Seungri narrows his eyes at him and furtively looks back and forth at JaeJoong and the guy.

 

“Oh I see. Fuck, I should of known you were behind something like this”

 

“What the fuck is that suppose to mean” Seunghyun mentally slaps himself at his comeback but slightly relieved that he didn’t blurt out anything embarrassing like ‘I fucking like you…ALOT’ or ‘I would just love to take you over a table and have-’ or ‘asdfghjkl; GAH’

 

“So what? This your mentor or something?” Seungri growls, staring pointedly at JaeJoong.

 

“As a matter of fact-“ JaeJoong quips and both of them tell him to shut up.

 

“Seungri you know him?”

 

JaeJoong freezes, fog of confusion suddenly clearing up. He gawks jaw slacked and stares at the bratty kid dubbed Seungri, and feels like parading down the streets naked declaring secrets and flail like a retard, only because he can.

 

 

JaeJoong grins grows snark and nudges Seunghyun’s ribs with his elbow, eyebrows rising and falling in some kind of dance and Seunghyun tries hard to fight any indication of his embarrassment.

 

“Anyway, im sorry about my friend, he’s a bit crazy-”

 

“A bit?!!”

 

Seunghyun struggles to pretend to give Seungri a glare, continues clearing his throat and hates the way JaeJoong is silently laughing at him “Okay a lot but im really sorry”

 

JaeJoong fishes something out his pocket and scribbles something on slip of paper

 

“Here, call me anytime you want”

 

JaeJoong grins at Junsu’s shyness as the younger takes the piece of paper and securely places it in his pocket.

 

“C’mon lets go”

 

“Yes lets go Seunghyun…” JaeJoong smirks; heavy emphasis on the name, and pointedly gazes at Seungri and the kid gives him a confused look.

 

Seunghyun growls and nearly drags JaeJoong back by the ear.

 

Junsu and Seungri watch the two in awe admiring the aloofness as the duo drives out of the parking lot, Seunghyun on roaring off on his big motorcycle and JaeJoong in his sleek black porshe.

 

“That Seunghyun guy, he’s the one from the club right?”

 

“Yeah”

Junsu smiles “I think he likes you”

 

Seungri’s eyes widen and finds it hard not to splutter “W-what! No way! He doesn’t”   

Junsu grin grows wide “Hm, you sound like you return it too”

 

Seungri slaps him hard on the shoulder “Shut up. I don’t.”

 

“Stop denying it” Junsu pouts

 

“Am not, I just told you the truth”

 

Junsu hums disbelieving, rolling his eyes at his friend's stubborn pride. Seungri glares at Junsu and knows he doesn’t believe a word that comes out of his mouth when he tries to explain why he doesn’t like him and feels like throttling himself for only coming up with 2 reasons: ‘We have bad impressions of each other, since you know that little fight I had, remember’ and ‘He probably doesn’t like me either.’

 

Junsu shakes his head and chooses to ignore the subject slowly pulling out the genuine souvenir that was given by semi-god dubbed as JaeJoong. He expects Seungri to lecture him but finds it surprising when he nods his head towards his direction, JaeJoong gaining approval so easily.

 

“Why? Well, he’s seems like someone who would protect you. You need that hyung.”

 

Junsu knits his brows and punches Seungri on the arm and the younger yelps in confusion “What the hell! You fuck!”

 

“Oh. You meant it??”

 

“Of course!”

 

“Oh I thought the moment was too corny to be true”
and Seungri laughs at that.

 

***

“What!!”

 

Seungri stares at Seunghyun in disbelief, occupants of the library gazing towards their direction, sending silent scolds.

 

Seungri has to strain his ear to make sure he heard right, but before he can refuse Seunghyun had timidly walked away, something different about that image racked him.

 

Is this real? Is he fucking with me? Or did he just ask me out on a date?              

 

 

**

 

“I think you should go”

 

“What! You’re my friend your suppose to be convincing me not to-”

 

“Why when you obviously like him” Junsu cuts. Seungri heatedly grips the handset tighter “I told you I-”

 

“Why are you trying so hard to deny it”

 

“Because I don’t-”

 

“AH! Don’t give me that ‘I really don’t like him’ crap coz I know you, so stop being a baby and go”

 

“But Hyung-I”

 

“Don’t make me force you” Seungri can feel Junsu irritation on the other line and sighs, Seungri pauses in silence and hears shuffling on the other side and he realises Junsu is not alone.

 

“-Who’s that?”

 

“I…its uh-”

 

‘Hey Su come back into bed’

 

“Oh fuck, that JaeJoong guy’s there and- you…you just had sex!!”

 

Junsu rolls his eyes at his friend’s distress and complains and decides to cut thorough it all “I thought you approved-”

 

‘Hm, how about another round?’ Junsu can imagine Seungri gaping, eyes wide and disgusted. He covers the dispatched end of the phone and murmurs ‘we just finished 3 rounds’

 

“I can still hear you!!” Seungri shouts over the phone. Junsu sighs and hates the way Seungri scoffs accusingly when JaeJoong starts kissing his neck loudly.

 

“I…I have to-“

 

“You’re a dick, why’d you call me when your having sex”

 

“First of all im not having sex…right now, and second you called me!!”

 

“Im hanging up” Seungri deadpans a few seconds after he hears Junsu moan JaeJoong’s name.

 

“Good idea”

 

***

“You’re late”

 

“You’re here”

 

Seungri glares hard at the giant grin forming on Seunghyun’s face, seeing how he finds it amusing that Seungri actually showed up.

 

“Hey don’t look at me like that, Junsu forced me”

 

“Sure”

 

Seungri glares harder at the disbelieving tone in his voice

“Im serious he could of kidnapped me and tied me up and-”

 

“Liar”

 

Seungri makes a turn to stand up “You want your date or not?”

Seunghyun grin grows wider “Yes, so sit down”

 

***

Seunghyun hastily press Seungri against the apartment door, lips connected and tongue swiping at each other

 

“I don’t do this often, so consider yourself lucky” Seungri breaths, grabbing at the back of Seunghyun’s neck again after breaking apart. Seunghyun gropes under his shirt and starts to prep heated kisses against his neck and submerges in the moans he’s encouraged with.

 

“And you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this”

 

***

(a month later)

 

Seunghyun opens his the sliding door and closes it with a click, he walks behind the familiar figure leaning on the rails of the balcony and wraps him into a hug from behind, placing sweet kisses on his temple.

 

“Hey baby,”

 

“Hyun…”

 

Seungri spins around in the hold, but then gets hungry kisses on his lips instead  “Hyun we just had sex”

 

“I know, but I can’t help myself”

 

Seungri chuckles lightly when the older presses in for another kiss.

 

“Hey hyun, don’t you think its weird?” Seungri speaks pulling away.

 

“What is?”

 

“How we met.” “We met by you hitting on my friend”

 

“Hey its not my fault Junsu has a nice ass-” Seunghyun pauses when Seungri looks quite hurt “-But then I found out yours was a Millon times better” and Seungri yelps when Seunghyun gropes his backside. “Especially when it’s riding my-” Seungri places a haste peck on Seunghyun’s lips to cut off the sentence, faint blush on his cheeks.

 

Seunghyun laughs deeply and wraps his arms tighter.

 

“C’mon lets get back in bed” he nuzzles in base of Seungri’s neck.

 

“We just finished Hyun.”

 

“I know and im already missing you…”

 

Seungri smirks “Hm, sounds like you’re really in love”

 

Seunghyun raises a brow “Hm, you sound a little in love yourself, no?”

 

Seungri laughs lightly

 

“Consider yourself lucky, that you have me…”

 

“Considered lucky I am”

 

 

 

“I love you”

                       

"I love you too"