#gd fanficion

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Hi. Here are links to my new fanficion about GDragon.

https://betweenlifeandfiction.tumblr.com/post/172594077630/g-dragon-fanficion-another-me-part-1

https://betweenlifeandfiction.tumblr.com/post/172667523405/another-me-part-2 https://betweenlifeandfiction.tumblr.com/post/172736906940/another-me-part-3

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Another me  (part 2)

Imagine you become someone else. That’s what happens to Kang Min Sun. After unclear circumstances she starts new life as Hana. That’s how she meets Kwon Jiyong and the rest of YG artists. At first it seems like a dream but nobody’s life perfect and soon Min Sun will learn this lesson.

Genre: melodrama/comedy/fantasty

It’s meant to be wrote in style of kdrama. Jiyong as a male lead and Seunghyun as a second lead. Reader as Min Sun/Hana- female lead.

Part 1

Kim Ha Na, more known as Hana. She debuted in 2014 as a solo artist after being the YG trainee. Her first album was sucessful and later she recorded two songs with T.O.P and G-Dragon. She also had few cameos in dramas. She’s said to have come back at the end of this year.

These were basic information about a person who was apparently you now. Or you was actually this person. In her body. Trying to figure it out was causing another panic attacks so you just decided to stay glued to computer and continue reading information about Kim Hana. You stucked in some apartment and before you left hospital, bodyguard had to deal with reporters in front of building. Until your leg was broken you had to act like you was really a person in whom body you lived. You had to act you remember things so you tried to find as much news about Hana as possible. You had to act that you’re not scared of a fact that you actually moved in time from 1998 to 2018.

Hana, you can search Internet on your phone. It’s uncomfortable to sit at the table woth plastered leg. You manager said and put this weird, flat thing on a desk. Your previous phone looked simpler but this one was colorful and had big screen without keyboard. It looked so complicated and it was locked by password that you didn’t remember.

Want me to help you to sit on bed? Manager asked you.

I.. I wanna eat ramen. you changed subject.

Ramen? You always eat greece salad at this hour.

You stopped yourself from making surprised face. Your manager came up to fridge. You would normally tell him to mind his business but you tightened your mouth to stop yourself from comments. This girl seemed polite and strict. Unlike you with your bad temper and laziness. You looked again at beautiful furnitures around you. This place looked expensive.

It’s a dream to live in so great apartment. you sighed to yourself.

That’s why it’s yours. This is one of your favourites, isn’t it? Man added and gave you your salad.

Do I have another apartments? you asked without thinking. He looked at you surprised behind his round glasses. Ah.. Right. Now I remember. Everything comes back to my mind.

You doubted it sounded reliably but it was better than nothing. Then your manager said he would leave your for a while to buy more products to your kitchen. It was so unusual to be treated this way. For the next week you literally studied from Internet about korean wave, idols and YG artists. Meantime you started private rehabilitation with doctor at your home. Even beautician came to take care of your skin and nails. You felt like a princess.

Ah.. What a beautiful life. you sighed and took another seafood from your plate. You was sitting on the folding chair in fluffy robe. Month have passed in the blink of an eye.

Hana, your mother calls you. your menager told you and he took your iphone from a table and handed it to you.

My mom? you said with enthusiasm before you realized he didn’t mean your real mom. It felt awkward at first but later you just acted like you really talked by phone with someone who was your mother. You planned to find out about her and leave this place after convalescence.

No. There’s really no need to fly from USA, mom. I’m getting better. you said at the end when Mrs.Kim suggested to visit you.

Anyway. I’ll visit you in nearer future. Call me more often.

Yes. Thanks. Bye, mom.

Few minutes later when you ened your conversation, your phone started to ring again. You saw a name on a lockscreen: Yang Hyun Suk.

Answer for me. you asked your menager.

Oh.. Ok. he mumbled. Yes, Mr. Yang? Here’s Park Dae Hyun. Yes. She’s better now. Doctor said she will be able to walk without struches soon. Meeting? Tomorrow? Yes, sir. I think we will handle it. Goodbye.

What meeting? you asked when Dae Hyun disconnected.

All artists have a meeting with CEO to sum up current projects and establish new things.

When next day your driver stopped a car in front of YG buildling, you couldn’t believe what you saw. Dozens of photoreporters and not less of fans gathered close to your car. Your manager told you to put sunglasses on and asked two bodyguards to go out first.

Hana! Hana! group of girls started to scream when you went on the sidewalk. You collides with your bodyguard’s back when he pushed away intrusive reporter. Now you knew you was said to hide behind sunglasses. Flashes of cameras were so blinding. Everybody around tried to come closer and take a photo or record you. Second bodyguard and your manager helped you to walk by crutches and enter entrance. When you finally came to elevator, you could say that you felt safe. Your manager opened a door to big conference room. All eyes turned to you.

Welcome back, Hana. Please, take a seat. you heard familiar voice. It was CEO Yang. You watched few videoclips with him during your stay at apartment. You actually got know about all of these people in room. Three man on the left were from Epik High. Then girls from Blackpink and boys from Winner. You still didn’t remember names of all of them.

Good morning. you said and you barely bowed.

Here’s free place. said a man with small eyes and prominent nose. It was Kang Daesung. Rest of members were sitting next to him on the right side. When you sat, you looked closely. You recognized that man behind dark glasses was T.O.P. You was curious if he was as handsome as on photos but you could only see his profile. The next one was a dark-haired man in weird clothes, G-Dragon. He had a face that even women could envy. Then it was maknae of Big Bang, Seungri. He looked at you and smiled at the same time with Taeyang who was next to him. You shyly bowed what was nothing like you but it was a first time when so many handsome men was looking at you at the same time. It felt so great to live like a celebrity and be a real beauty. Maybe I should live this dream a little bit longer? You thought.

Ok. If everybody’s present, let’s start. CEO annouced. He discussed with Winner about their tour and then he looked at you.

Hana-sshi, we’re glad that you’re fine. YG will take care about press but I would like you to give an interview after few months. Reporters are at the building so please, agree with Dae Hyun if you want to make a short statement. It’s the best moment when they know that you arrived here.

Yes. you answered shortly.

We will talk about that planned collaboration with GD when you fully recover. Mr. Yang continued. You stifled your moan, hearing this. So you was meant to start some project with GD? Shit..

We will talk it out when Hana will be in good shape. Meantime I will be re-writing a song. you heard Kwon Ji Yong.

That’s all right. CEO said and looked at you again. I hope it won’t take more than a month for you to be able to work again. I’m really rooting for this project but that schedule is not a problem for you.

I will work hard. You anwered just like these all idols from videos used to say. These informations helped you a lot to deal with this situation but after Mr Yang’s words you suddenly felt so helpless. Trainees worked hard for years to improve their singing and dancing skills. You had no preparation, you couldn’t sing or dance, you didn’t know how to talk with press and the most importantly you was different person with your own memories and experiences.

I’m fully responsible for someone’s sucess now. you whispered to yourself when you left a room.

What? your menager asked you.

Nothing. I need to go to bathroom. you suddenly said.

I can’t go to female..

I know. I’m able to pee on my own. Don’t worry. you interrupted him. He looked embarrased. You entered toilet and looked around. It was only you. You wanted to try again with phone call to your mom. You only wanted to hear her voice. The last time there was no answer. Maybe she changed her number? It’s been ten years. Your heart was beating so fast and then you heard someone’s voice.

Hello?

You froze. Female voice asked again. It sounded exactly like your sister’s. But she was living in Busan and you wasn’t that close.

H-Hello? you stuttered.

Who’s there?

You knew she couldn’t recognize you when your voice was different so you found a new solution.

Hello. Is it Mrs.Kang‘s phone?

Oh.. Yes. But she can’t talk. Your sister answered.

When can I call her then?

Who are you? She asked you after a while. She was always suspicious.

I’m.. Sun Min’s friend from high school. I lost her number and some of former friends wanted to meet up.

I’m sorry.. You probably didn’t know it. She said with tensed voice. My sister is dead for ten years.

Suddenly you wasn’t able to make any sound. You even couldn’t move. It felt like you was close to fainting.

I’m really sorry but I can’t help you. I thought that all of her friends knew. I’m at the hospital. Our mother had a stroke few months ago.

Then you could only hear her crying. And you was crying with her. On the other side of line. When you already disconnected and fell to the ground. Your sob mingled with a sound of falling crutches.

Mom.. I’m sorry. You sobbed loudly and touched your chest with pain. It felt like something was tearing apart inside of you. I’m dead, I’m dead..

What’s happening there? some low voice came out behind a door.

I’m dead.. I died. You kept repeating in silent voice. Tears were still falling. You saw long legs in black, laquered boots in front of you.

Hana? What happend?

You looked up. Choi Seunghyun was standing in the doorstep.

Where’s you menager? he kept asking. Some man behind him, moved closer and picked up your crutches. They both looked shocked and you slowly realized that you was sitting in the middle of the public toilet with probably blurred make-up and red eyes. This pain inside was so strong and you couldn’t do anything. And you didn’t want to move. Do anything.

Come on. Seunghyun said and grabbed your hands. You forced yourself to stand up.

Hana!

Your manager showed up. Tht other man gave you crutches and put sunglasses on your face.

That’s better when you’re leaving in front of many people. he suggested.

What’s going on? I only left to buy coffe. Your menager said.

Why did you leave her when you know she has problems with walking now? Seunghyun said with irritation. You looked into his eyes behind dark glasses. His eyes had so deep, dark shade and thick lashes.

Aish.. She always drinks coffe at this hour. I thought it won’t take that long. Your manager kept whining when four of you walked corridor.

Thank you. I’m thankful. You said to T.O.P and grabbed his hand. He shuddered with surprise.

Are you ok? You don’t seem good. Why did you cry? Men next to him- probably his manager asked.

It’s this accident.. you started and tears started falling down your cheeks again.

Aigoo.. She’s still stressed. Let’s go home, Hana. You can drink coffe in car. You manager said and took you by hand. Thank you for help. He said to T.O.P and his manager.

Hana, we’re family. You can count on us. T.O.P suddenly said. You nodded and went to elevator. It felt like this man was the one who understood what a real nervous breakdown meant. He seemed empathic. Maybe that’s why you grabbed his hand without thinking. It’s been a long time since someone sympathized with you.

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Belong (part 3/3) G-Dragon fanficion

Plot: You and Jiyong knew each other before and you had eelings for him. You meet after two years during fashion week in Paris and unexpected things happen. (angst/fluff/smut)

part 1

part 2

Paradoxically, you couldn’t drink alcohol when you was upset. You always enjoyed drinking at the parties when you was happy. Ice already melted and raised the level of Scotch in your glass. You knew that you only wanted to spend this night in loud place to get distracted. Model who was sitting next to you tried to get more intimate with you. You looked at screen of your phone but that didn’t stop a guy from kissing your arm. You ignored him and answered on old text from your friend.

Who do you text at this hour? Guy asked you. It was 1 a.m but good thing you had many friends who lived in other time zone.

Dude, already acting like a jealous boyfriend? Tom mocked him. He ordered the most drinks.

Yeah, treat our director nicely. The other model said, laughing stupidly. You wasn’t surprised. Some rookie models acted like hicks because they couldn’t get enough of benefits that were coming from working for superpopular brand. A lot of sex, partying, booze and drugs. At the end of the day some of them would fail because of it and their career would eventually stop. You’ve seen enough and you got used to this environment. Maybe that’s why you knew what Jiyong felt when he talked to you about being tired of pressure from everybody around. But why did you think about him again? It was like a telepathy. Not more than few minutes later you saw him entering the bar. You even thought that maybe you was so tired that you started to have halucinations. All models looked at him and made a sounds like a fans at the concert.

GD, you came to drink with us, huh? Tom asked him when Jiyong passed by.

Nah. He murmured and shook his head. He briefly looked at your table when he came up to a bar counter.

Really? No?

Guys seemed surprised. You took a sip of your drink, acting like you didn’t pay attention.

Vintage 1988. I would like to buy a bottle. You heard Jiyong talking in english.

Woah! Look at that! Model next to you reacted, looking at Jiyong. It was strange. His crew, especially his agent was always two steps behind him. Now he came alone and he was ordering alcohol at the bar when he could just do it, calling staff from his room.

Come to us, GD!

Yeah. Why drinking alone?

Jiyong grabbed his bottle from countertop and turned to men who exhorted him. He fiercely took few steps in your direction and it looked like he wanted to hit someone.

You seem enough, huh? He said, staring at the model who was still keeping his arm around your back.

There’s never enough, man. Tom laughed. You felt Jiyong’s gaze on you.

Is it fine for you to keep buying drinks for these fuckers? His words were said in korean.

Dude, I can’t understand a thing. Tom kept talking. Short, crooked smile appeard on Jiyong’s face. It felt like he couldn’t believe that guy dared to speak to him.

I’m only asking Mia.

Yes. I’m fine with it. You answered quickly in english but Jiyong continued in his language:

What are you even doing? Is it how you are now? It’s totally not like you.

Maybe you should go to your models and mind your own business? you cut him off but this time in korean. He raised his eybrows and nodded. His eyes were as cold as before when you met him at the restaurant.

Cool. Have a great time with five, drunk guys. As soon as he told you this he walked away, not saying anything to the rest of group.

What was that? Mexican model said.

They say he’s such a bad ass but in fact, this dude is creepy. Tom added. Models laughed and you thought about punching them.

Maybe he just has to change a dealer..

Not everybody earns money just to sniffs crack everyday like you. You finally spoke out and you pulled away model next to you.

What the hell?

Oh come on, I’ve seen you. And who the fuck you are to judge a person that you don’t even know? You continued, not even trying to stop your anger. You raised your hands. You know what? I don’t give a shit. Keep drinking what’s left. Do what you want. I’m out.

You left your seat and you could only heard words:

What got into this woman?

You was already in a corridor and elevator doors almost closed. You pressed the button with anger. Jiyong looked at you, not even hiding surprise on his face.

What the hell was that?! You shouted, going inside. You think you can just come and tell me what to do?

Then why are you here? Go on and get drunk with these idiots. Jiyong didn’t seem moved by your words. He was looking straight at the closing door. It was so annoying that he acted like nothing happend.

God.. You always appear and piss me off. You’re such a jerk, you know? You said throught teeth. Elevator stopped.

I know. Jiyong said, going outside on the seventh floor. You followed him, going through long corridor.

Then don’t bother to lecture me and don’t act like you care about me! You raised your voice again. He opened the door to room by card and instantly turned to you.

So I’m the bad one? He said, pointing at his chest. Sound of opened door came from further part of corridor. Some older man in robe looked at you both and he seemed confused because you kept screaming in language he probably even didn’t know.

Shit. Jiyong whispered. He quickly turned his head away and grabbed your arm. He already turned on light and closed the door and you realized that you was pulled into his hotel room. You stopped yourself from swearing. Just a few minutes ago you was so absorbed with arguing with Jiyong that you didn’t realize that instead of being here, you should go straight to your own room. Silent laught got out from you mouth. Jiyong was still standing in front of you. He seemed calm. Coldness in his eyes faded away. But there was something clear in his gaze that bothered you. It was a moment when his face was getting closer to yours and you knew well what would happend next. But it was a lie..

God.. Why are you doing this again to me? You sighed and Jiyong took one step back, frowning. There was always.. You started but you definitely didnt want to use a word another woman. So instead of it, you added: You’re always acting like you was interested in me as a woman but it’s only for fun. Could you just stop this?

What? Jiyong murmured. You turned to door but he put his hand on it.

What are you talking about, Mia? He insisted. You pulled away his hand and stepped on the middle of room to keep more distance. Your fingernails stucked in a skin of your hand.

I’m telling that I know well that you love to flirt without any meaning but I wish you could stop playing these fucking games. I’m so tired of it.

I played games, huh? Me? You was always so cold to me and you're mean even now so what the fuck did you expect?! He shouted. You snorted with mockery.

So that’s how you get back at me? I know that I was always your second option so let’s stop this bullshit. Things didn’t work out with Kiko so you invited me to Korea. But there was of course another one. Your so called rumored girlfriend!

Jiyong rubbed his face and clenched his jaw.

I’ve never dated her! Do you really believe everything that press writes? Is it why you dissapeard that day? I even didn’t have a time to turn around and you flied back to fucking USA! He kept screaming. You've never seen him so angry. He came closer to you and it was a bit disturbing because it looked like he was ready to throw something from the table next to you. You was always so damn busy and you stopped calling me. It was always you and your damn career!

Your sized each other up in sudden silence. You couldn't hold it anymore. What was meant to said was meant to said.

Well, it’s better to focus on work than live hopes. We knew each other for so long. Who am to you among all these women? Your voice was weak and you was close to crying. This completely changed expression on Jiyong’s face.

You really dont know? He said calmly and looked down like he was embarrassed. I’m not perfect and you knew it well. Should I stay alone like a loser all this time and wait for a girl who didn’t give a shit about me?

Wait? It was more like a stifled whisper than your voice. You felt like there was tight knot around your throat.

I love someone who’s out of my touch. Damn miles away. He said and weakly leaned against a table. What can I do?

He took a lot of air into his mouth and let it out hard. He was always behaving like this when he was nervous or sad. You was so surprised that it made you totally speechless. Only thought about hugging him came to your mind but it was too intimidating right now. He was so unpredictable man.

Jiyong.. You tried to start but he interrupted you and started to talk again after long silence. His gaze was still glued to floor.

You was keeping distance when you worked in YG. And it’s true.. Maybe I was doing the same because I was scared that I will end up loving you and then you will dissapear.. When you flied to your country I texted you everyday. I thought about you everyday.. He stopped at this moment and finally looked at you and it felt like a sudden hit of hot wave on your body. I tried to move on but I couldn’t. Because I still love you, Mia. Are you really that fucking blind to notice?

Deep inside you was screaming with happiness but outside you was just crying, not believing that Jiyong had to say all these words for you to notice. That it took so many years to hear it. Room was filled with silence for a long time. You wiped your cheeks from tears and then you noticed that Jiyong was looking at you with concern.

I hate feeling this way. You drive me crazy.. You said with a weak voice. It seemed like your any words could bring him close to you because he was just in front of you before you even finished a sentence. He grabbed your chin and pressed his lips against yours. It happend so fast and felt so strong that for a second you forgot how to breathe. Your hands tightened on back of his shirt. Kiss deepened and Jiyong’s body clung firmly to yours. You even didn’t feel a pain when your shoulders suddenly hit a wall. Your palms wandered on Jiyong’s body and you finally grabbed him by neck. He freed himself for a second to take off his jacket and drop it somewhere on a floor. You pulled him back to you. He unzipped your dress so violently that it seemed that material was almost ripped.

Take it off, take it off.. He breathed heavily just like you. You kissed him hard and you saw small smile forming on his face when you looked at him again. You grabbed ends of his shirt. He helped you undress him by pulling it off. He smiled widely seeing your smile. You suddenly hugged him tight and kissed his neck.

I love you so much. You said, carresing his hair. It felt so good to be in his arms. You slowly moved away and looked at Jiyong. He almost smiled but seemed like too many emotions didn’t let it look like a full, happy smile.

Say it again. He gasped with lively eyes.

Saranghae. You laughed and you repeated another two times, teasing him by short kisses on lips. You felt sudden embrace around your belly. Jiyong lifted you and the way he did it and how he distinctly pushed you on bed, brought shivers on your whole body. He quickly removed his jeans and looked at you with clear arousal in darkened eyes. That kiss was so fierce that you felt his teeth pressing against your lips. You didn’t know that feeling such a hunger for other person even excisted. Longing when he wasn’t next to you was nothing in comparison with this moment when you already had him. Your mind and body starved for his gaze, touch, kisses and words. Pleasure was growing in you more and more after every second. Your naked bodies were moving fast. Your moan came out under Jiyong’s soft lips. You lied back to him and he started kissing every inch of your body.

I wanted to fuck you so hard. You will be punished for making me wait for that long. You heard Jiyong’s whisper. Touch of his tounge close to your ear was driving you crazy. You wanted to turn to him and kiss him but sudden pleasure between your legs made you loose your breath. You stifled your loud groan in pillow. He firmly grabbed your shoulders and pushed harder. His body collided with yours even faster and tigher. All you could do was just lying like this, pressed with whole weight of your body to bed, feeling another wave of ecstasy. It was a long night and your naked, exhausted bodies rested next to each other. Jiyong breathed heavily with smile on face. He looked back at you so you moved closer. He caressed your hair and cheek.

Why did you never come? He asked you. You didn’t know what he meant but he noticed it just by your face expression. I hoped to see you at the fashion show because I heard you could be there.

You avoided his intense look. He wouldn’t like your response but since now you wanted to be honest with him.

I didn’t want to meet you. You finally answered after long silence. Shine in Jiyong’s eyes faded away a bit.

Oh.. That’s so nice to hear.

To live hopes and torture myself from afar. You added with heavy voice, looking back at him. I didn’t want it to happen again.

Jiyong looked surprised.

Did you like me before too?

You nodded and he cuddled you.

You won’t go anywhere from now. I won’t let you. You’re mine.