It's official, me & Taeyang were now more than friends but less than lovers.
in other words, a couple.
just a while ago, I was very upset to find out that they had a bet.
even if they didn't have that bet, I would fall for either of the two.
why? what's there not to like about them? well, except for Jiyong.
he was hard to like at first & we had this cat and mouse fight most of the time.
but Taeyang? he was just so sweet & cheesy, that's my weak spot.
well, for most girls too. right?
I woke up to find myself in his arms.
he was hugging me, close to his chest.
I slowly moved away, but he tightened his grip.
"you're awake, aren't you?" I asked.
"ye.." he said in a sleepy voice.
"what time is your flight?" I asked.
he didn't answer.
"Youngbae..."
"call me jagiya from now on..." he said.
"jagiya?"
"I thought you understand Korean?"
"I understand some, but not all... I'm not an expert... wait, lemme figure it out..." I said as I thought hard what jagiya means...
oh, now I know...
I blushed... he looked at me.
"did you figure it out?" he asked.
I nodded avoiding eye contact.
"jagiya..." he said sweetly.
"youngbae... I'm not used to endearments.."
"get used to it..." he said and smiled.
so I gathered up some courage to use the endearment,
"ja..jagiya..." I said in an almost whispered voice.
"did you say something?" he teased.
"ya.."
"I can't hear you clearly... did you say something?" he said.
"jagiya..." I said.
"Excuse me?"
I was blushing real hard now.
"aiissshhh..."
"one more time." he said.
"jagiya!" I raised my voice.
"aigoo..that wasn't cute at all."
I wrinkled my nose and stuck out my tongue.
he laughed and hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead.
I'm not used to this at all.
if I compare my past, Youngbae is the sweetest of them all; cuddling, kissing, endearments, only Youngbae has done this to me. iIhugged him back and whispered,
"let's eat.."
"10 more minutes." he said.
I sighed.
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My Life With BIGBANG
FanfictionDisclaimer: I do not own BIGBANG or their agency for that matter. This is purely a fanfiction. Imagine you met your favorite group. Your bias. Your long-time celebrity crush. Can you imagine life with them? Can you imagine life without them? Li...