Do You Love Me | Kwon Ji-yong (G-Dragon)
Summary: You go with Jiyong to the MMA Awards and award him for a job well done. Word Count: 2.1k Warnings: 18+, MDNI., Unprotected p in v., some mild language, brief mention of anxiety, fluff Author’s Note: You knew I had to do it. This is part 4 of the suit series, but like always - it can be read as a standalone piece. Enjoy and Happy Holiday’s my friends!
Going into MMA you’d been nervous. Sure, Jiyong was still riding the high from finishing his tour ending and the three successful shows he’d had in this very stadium the week before. But you knew what others didn’t, how MAMA still plagued his mind, how many hours he’d spent with the Kwon Twins working on this specific performance. How you’d reassure him every night that what happened at MAMA wouldn’t happen again.
Jiyong had opted to skip the carpet, wanting to just pop in and out throughout the evening. You and the team followed him into his sitting room. He’d barely had a chance to finish getting ready when he was called to sit in the Idol section.
“Good luck.” You smirked, sliding his sunglasses on his face. Jiyong nodded before heading out.
You stood close to Jaeho, watching from the sidelines as he won the first award of the night. At least he was off to a good start. As he turned to exit the stage, his eyes locked on yours and he sprinted off the stage into your arms. You laughed as his arms wrapped around yours.
“I don’t want to sit out there.” He mumbled into your hair as Jaeho reached for the award.
“Ok, so you won’t. I’m sure we can work something out so you’re not out there the whole time.” You turned to Jaeho and he nodded, making his way to someone who looked in charge.
It was times like this that you were glad to not only be Jiyong’s girlfriend, but his manager too. You actually felt helpful when his anxiety was flaring like this, even if it was something small.
“Thank you, Jagi.” He sighed as you two headed back to his sitting room.
“Just doing my job, Ji.” You shrugged, like it was no big deal. And it wasn’t.
As the night progressed you noticed more bigger stars following suit and opting to not stay on the stage the entire night. Jiyong found a good flow, the other groups excited every time he made an appearance, if not a little nervous and star struck.
You could see his confidence growing as the night went on, his signature smirk appearing on his face as he accepted the songwriter award. There were only a few awards and a couple performances left until it was his turn.
“How you feeling?” He shrugged as he stacked his awards ontop of each other.
“Excited, I think.” He turned to face you. “A little nervous. But mostly excited.”
He kissed you gently before heading back to his seat. He was tired, he wanted to be with you, but this is how it had to be at these types of events. His name was called again, his fourth win of the night and he was running out of things to say. But he managed to pull something together before heading to the back.
You laughed as you watched him stack the award on top of the other three and stayed put as everyone left the room, giving him time to change. His first outfit for the performance was very reminiscent of his tour clothes, something he hadn’t really been doing for festivals and performances.
The red coat was really doing it for you, but you refrained from acting in impulsive thoughts. You knew how important tonight was, you could wait. Once his hair was perfectly styled, the team led him down the hall. Jennie was finishing her set and Jiyong leaned on a wall, listening intently to her performance.
“How do I look?” He looked over at you.
“Eh. I’ve seen better.” You shrugged, a hint of mischief in your eye.
“Oh, yeah?” His eyes widened as he faked shock, a smirk on his lips. “Guess I’ll have to show you better after.”
You didn’t get a chance to reply as he was called away. You saw him congratulate Jennie on a good set before he took his position behind the stage. His eyes found you once more and he smirked again as the music started. His crown placed gently on his head and you blew him a kiss as he rose to the stage.
You moved to stand by Jaeho, watching from directly behind the stage as Jiyong performed Power. You’d seen this exact performance numerous times but tonight it hit different. This was his goodbye to Übermensch, his redemption for MAMA, and he was absolutely killing it.
You helped him change his jackets between songs and smiled at him, no words were needed as he pulled you to him briefly. His smile was electric as he took to the stage again. This was how you closed a show, and he knew it.
You looked at the crowd as Crooked started up, a smirk on your face when you saw the reaction not only from the fans, but the artist section too. When Jiyong made his way to them you couldn’t hear anything but the excited screams. This is how it should always be.
“Ji, that was amazing!” You didn’t give him a chance to breathe as he made his way to you, you jumping into his arms instantly.
“It was, wasn’t it?” He smirked, nodding his head as he shrugged out of the black jacket he’d been wearing.
There he was, the Jiyong who didn’t ask for reassurance but knew he was great. You couldn’t stop yourself as you leaned up to kiss him, a hunger igniting inside of you both as he slammed his sitting room door shut, your back pressed up against the door.
A knock at the door broke your kiss and you sighed as you buried your head in his chest.
“You’re needed on stage, Ji.” They’d just announced the record of the year award which meant, Ji was up for a win.
He sighed, and you helped him into a white jacket. The white mixed with his glittery barely there top was doing it for you again and you wrestled with your thoughts as you went to open the door.
“Wait.” You paused, your hand hovering on the doorknob as you turned to face him.
“Ji, we don’t have time for a quickie.” He rolled his eyes as he stopped in front of you. His hands moved to smooth out your hair. “Oh.” You laughed and he smirked, moving around you to leave the room.
“Later then?” He wiggled his brows before running from the door to his spot onstage.
He’d barely made it to his seat when his name was called. He’d just won album of the year. You cheered from backstage, trying to be the loudest in the room as he accepted his award. Just as he’d made it back to his seat, his name was called again and you laughed as you watched him run back to the mic, accepting his artist of the year award. He was definitely running out of things to say.
“Yep!” He yelled into the mic at the end of his speech, making his way backstage.
The two awards and plushies taking up too much room in your arms to properly hug him. Jaeho came over as Jiyong made his way to his seat, taking the awards from you. Perfect timing as Jiyong’s name was called again for Song of the year - the last award of the light. He’d just won three awards back to back. Tears welled up in your eyes as he made his way back to the stage.
You knew how much this song meant to him, how much this comeback had meant to him and to see him dominate tonight, it was hard not to get emotional. All the hardworking was paying off now.
“Do you love me?” Your head whipped around to look at him, wide eyed as the crowd cheered back at him.
What a crazy man, asking a room full of people who weren’t necessarily there for him if they loved him. But of course it paid off. This was G-Dragon in his element. He left the stage, his arms wrapping around you, your feet leaving the ground as he spun you around.
“I’m so fucking proud of you, Ji.” He smirked into your hair as he placed you back on the ground.
“Couldn’t have done any of it without you.”
“That’s not true. All of this is because of you and how amazing and loved you are. I’m just an innocent bystander.”
He shook his head, his fingers lacing with yours as he led you and the team back to his sitting room. He carefully placed the rest of the awards to his stack, lining them up to take a photo before sitting down next to them. His head slumped as he pretended to sleep while Palomi took a photo for the exclusive behind the scenes posts she enjoyed doing.
Everyone left the room, leaving the two of you alone, finally. His eyes popped open and he patted his lap, the smirk plastered on his face . You rolled your eyes, but obliged as you moved to straddle his lap.
“Hi.”
“Hi.” You grinned before his lips were on yours.
Everything was rushed as Jiyong’s lips moved down your neck, ripping your top open so he could kiss down your chest. His tongue swirling around your nipple. Your fingers working quickly to unbutton his pants. He was already hard as your fingers brushed his erection through his boxers.
Jiyong lifted you ever so slightly so he could pull your skirt down. He groaned when he realized you weren’t wearing any panties, his finger sliding through your folds slowly as he sat you back down.
“Fuck, Jagi. Already so wet.” You responded by biting down on his shoulder gently.
He took that as his queue, it wasn’t like you could stay in this dressing room all night anyway. He moved you, positioning you so that you could slide down on his dick and you did, moving slowly, allowing your body to get used to the feel of him inside you.
Your hips brushing against his before you moved up, slamming back down on him. His lips made their way back to yours, kissing you hungrily. You bit down on his lip as he swallowed your moans.
Your hips met his every thrust, he had one hand on your hip, keeping you steady, the other was tied into your hair, holding you close. His hand fell from your hip, sliding between you as he ran his thumb in quick circles over your clit.
You could feel yourself getting closer, your walls tightening around him as you moved quicker against him. Jiyong met your every movement, his hand tightening in your hair as you felt your orgasm wash over you. You moaned into his mouth, Jiyong finally breaking the kiss, moving your head to his shoulder, his hand keeping it firmly in place as you rode out your orgasm.
Jiyong was right behind you, releasing inside of you, his hand moving back to your hip, his fingers running soothing circles over your skin as he worked to catch his breath.
He held you steady, his hands moving to either side of your face. He leaned in, kissing you gently. A stark contrast to the way you’d been minutes ago.
“I don’t think we’ll be able to get away with this on tour next year.” Jiyong teased as you stood up.
“I guess I’ll just have to stay home, send you pictures to hold you over.” You shrugged as you slid your skirt back up. Looking down at your ripped top, you frowned. “Any ideas on what to do with this situation?” You pointed to your exposed chest and Jiyong smirked.
“I’ve got plenty of ideas.” You rolled your eyes at his response.
“Ji, seriously.”
“Okay, okay.” He grabbed the sweater he’d worn at the start of the show, handing it to you. “Hurry up, Jagi. They’re going to get suspicious.”
You rolled your eyes as you slid the sweater over your head. You were pretty sure everyone knew what had been happening in there, considering this wasn’t your first quickie behind closed doors. Jiyong laced his fingers with yours as he led you out of the room. The team moved quickly to gather all the left behind items in the room.
The drive back to your place was quiet, Jiyong doing his post show ritual of scrolling Instagram, liking as many reels as he possibly could - paying extra attention to the fan sites. Your head rested comfortably on his shoulder, smiling with him as you watched clips of his performance and funny edits of him running to accept awards. Jiyong’s free hand wrapped tightly around you as you rode along in comfortable silence. It was nice leaving an award show happy. If you could, you make sure he was this happy all the time. Little did you know, Jiyong didn’t need anything but you to make him this happy and he was making the same promises to himself about you - he wanted this to last a lifetime.
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