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[thegruvietoastmaster-blog]

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[beacheddru]

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[hokage]

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[sexwithjiyong]

G-dragon scenario 1.5

You wake up alone in Jiyong's bed. You sit up and scratch your head. Rolling out of the bed, you remember. You wrote a song with Jiyong and then fell asleep on his chest. Oh and you're also together. You smile to yourself. Then you feel gross because you feel asleep in the clothes you'd worn that day. You walk out of his room and across the hall you see a note on the kitchen counter next to a plate of pancakes. morning jagi, are you sad you couldn't wake up to see my tasty face? Well I made you a tasty treat instead. Enjoy, text me when you wake up You sigh and search for your phone. You find it on his bedside table and send him a message: you're such a dork. You eat a pancake whilst putting on your shoes and trying to locate your suitcase which you left here the day before. You lean against Jiyongs table, thinking about him and how perfect he was for you. You sigh and stuff the rest of the pancakes in your mouth. They did taste nice. You smile; you didn't know Jiyong was such a good cook. Then you gather up your things and leave Jiyong's place. Your apartment was only a ten minute walk away and as it was a working day, you were left with your thoughts in the quiet. You couldn't stop thinking of jiyong, his fluffy hair, his boyish smile and soothing voice. Your phone then buzzes and you reach into your pocket. It's from Jiyong: you love it though. ^^ where are you? You replied: walking home, thank you for the pancakes ^.^ Once you arrived to your place and settled down you made yourself a cup of tea, your mind restlessly thinking of Jiyong. -------------- "Jagi, let me take you out to dinner tonight. You start work tomorrow and you love your job more than me. You won't have any time for me." Jiyong whined, staring at you with puppy dog eyes and pouting. "No! I don't suit those kind of dates." You protest, pushing him. "You know that." He lightly nudges you back, "well what dates do you suit?" "Coffee shop dates." You say, hiding a smile. "Okay. We did that, so now it's my turn." He says craftily. Then he steps towards you and softly kisses your lips. You sigh, "Please oppa..." "Fine. Can we watch a movie then?" "Of course, what do you want to watch?" You say, wrapping your arms around him. He squeezes you, "Let me think." He looks at you, "Show me a good English movie." "With subtitles?" You raise an eyebrow. "Obviously." He smirks. You laugh, "let me go get my jumper and duvet." You walk into your room and search your wardrobe. Jiyong comes behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, making you smile. "I'm so lucky I got half a day off." He nuzzled into your neck. "You bet you are. You get to spend it with me." He chuckles and sits on your bed. You throw on your jumper and motion for him to go into the other room where the sofa was. He reaches out his hand and you take it, but he pulls you onto the bed with him. "I thought you wanted to watch a movie?" You ask, curiously. "I do." You tilt your head. "Jagi, you're so cute." He says, cupping your face and kissing you tenderly. As he began to pull away, you pushed towards him, taking control. You felt him smile beneath your lips and he pulled you into his embrace. You slide your hands under his shirt until you can feel his chest beneath your fingertips. It's smooth and sectioned and you smile to yourself before pulling away. "You're ripped." You laugh. His cheeks went red. "Why do you embarrass me like this?" He rolled over and buried his face in your pillow, coating it with his scent. "Sorry, oppa, come now." You say, pulling him up and leading him to the sofa. He lays down on his back, putting his arms behind his head and he began pursing his lips, blowing out hair so that his long fringe moved up and down. You laugh at his immaturity whilst you fetch the popcorn. You throw the bag at him and then put the DVD in the player. He watches you, his head slightly tilted as if day dreaming. You walk over to the sofa. "Move over." You say, nudging his leg with your foot. He taps his chest, "no, let me hold you." He smiled sweetly. You laugh as you climb on top of him and he wraps his arms around you. Your bodies fit together perfectly as if moulded for each other. You feel so safe and comfortable in his arms, like you could lay there forever in his embrace. You feel him breathing and his heartbeat beneath you and if comforts you and your eyes slowly close. "Jagi? Are you watching?" He asks, poking your cheek. "Mmmmph." You reply. He chuckles to himself and puts a hand up your top, running his fingertips up and down your back. It feels nice and makes you feel even sleepier. "Why do you do this to me, Ji-oppa?" You murmur against his chest. "You deserve it." He answered. You smile and let yourself fall asleep in Jiyong's arms.