Dance my way to love. {Kwon Ji Yong X Reader X Seungri}

Chapter twelve

>>JI YONG'S POV<<

"Let's go in." TOP whispered behind me.

"No! We can't disturb her, let's go into the living room." I turn around and look at the others, pushing them away, towards the living room.

"Aish....." Whined Daesung.

"She did say we could sit and watch." Taeyang adds.

"Yeah! Let's sit and watch!" They all moan running back towards her room, stopping at the door and slowly sneaking in.

I huff in annoyance and anger, but they did have a point. If she allows us in, she should expect the worse. We may dress sophisticated and mature, but by now she should know we are very stupid and childish sometimes.

>>YOUR POV<<

You continue dancing, even though I notice the others peeking inside and making themselves comfortable. You take huge pride in your dancing and show-off your ballet moves. Although, you can't help but notice Ji Yong hasn't joined the others. He does protect you a lot, maybe he just didn't want to bother you; unlike the others. Not that it did bother, it was fine with you. You loved showing since you knew full well how amazing you were at dancing.

>> NARRATOR <<

"Guys..." Taeyang whispered to Daesung and TOP.

"Ne?" They lean into a small huddle, leaving Seungri staring at ______.

"Do you know why Seungri is always in the dumps, but staring at ______?"

"I never really noticed... He is, and does, doesnt he?" Daesung's face turns to the face of 'I just found out heavan exists' face.

"I what?" Seungri forces himself into the small, accidental, man-made huddle.

"N-nothing..." Taeyang mutters, turning straight back to ______. The others follow his actions, basically pushing Seungri out've his own thoughts.

All of them just stare at the beautiful, dancing ______. Except, Ji Yong is still in the living room.

Ji Yong is layed down on the sofa, his palm rested on his forehead; thinking of all the worse case scenarios that could happen with everyone in ______'s dance room. He was also wondering why she kept the fact she had that room all too herself, and her voice and dreams. It made him think she was kind of shady, but maybe she had her reasons, or it just never seemed to come up, or she just thought they wouldn't want to hear her petty little facts. Although, they weren't petty, they were vital pieces of vital information. He decided he would stop thinking and go join the others, sitting and watching ______ dancing incredibly amazingly. With that, he walked towards the room and entered making as little noise as possible.

>> YOUR POV <<

"Hmmmm... mhmmmmm... hmmmm..." You quietly hummed along to the song in your head.

What's she humming, I swear I've heard it before, Ji Yong thinks to himself.

You continue to hum to the song stuck in your head, the quiet melody that continued to replay in your head was the perfect song to dance too. Suddenly, you started to switch up your dance moves, fast movements loosely dancing. Your posture completely changed, hip hop took over you. Since the song became upbeat, your moves became upbeat.

"I'm so sorry but I love you da geojitmal," everyone started singing which caused you to stop dancing, "Iya mollasseo ijeya arasseo nega piryohae!"

You giggled at their cute actions then resumed back to your precious dancing, along with having a personal concert in your dancey wancey roomcey.

***

"Well guys, gamsa for the personal concert. You brightened my mood." You smiled at them, until you saw Ji Yong patting away his sweat.

He noticed you looking at him and pulled his hands down to his sides. You looked at him very confused and he looked back at you confused.

"Shall we go get food?" Taeyang asked.

"Let's go to your amazing new place you opened up!" You yelled, jumping up and down in excitement.

"It's not that good, infact, the foods horrible." TOP sighed, getting annoyed that someone else mentioned their new resteraunt.

"I'll be the judge of that." You smirked.

"So I take that as we are going?" Taeyang asked once more, just wanting to eat something.

"No. I don't want to." TOP stomped his foot.

"Your so mean! Let's just go there and eat!" You retaliated.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"Guys, Rock Paper Scissors it." Daesung said.

"Okay." You agreed.

"TOP vs. little baby ______." TOP smirked at his pathetic statement.

You just gave him the 'really? Aish.... pathetic.' look. Both of you turned back to back, and stuck your hands out infront of you. Your brains whizzing with energy, this was food you were battling for. Everything mattered. Winning. Everything! You were willing to give up anything, absolutely anything! And in that case, you gave this one, sudden death, Rock Paper Scissors game your all.

"3..... 2..... 1.....!" Daesung commanded.

You quickly span around, thirsty to see what TOP had thought could beat you.

"ROCK!" Shouted TOP as he turned.

"PAPER!" You shouted.

See, the reason you chose paper was because TOP was very manly and men normally choose Rock, just out of instinct. That's how you knew he would pick rock. Also, he wasn't the fondest of Rock Paper Scissors in BIGBANG. In fact, he liked it the least. Normally people who aren't that keen on Rock Paper Scissors would go for the quick, simple and most common. Rock. That was another reason as to how you knew he would pick scissors. Clever you.

"Ughhhhhh~" TOP groaned in annoyance at the fact he lost.

"That's what you get for battling the best!" You smirked at him as you pushed past and made you way to your house door, "Come on guys lets eat!"

The others ran behind you except TOP, he just waddled along. Ah, the famous walk of shame and loss. How that walk made you feel proud and victorious. You loved watching people walk this way,  especially if you had caused them to walk this way. It gave you a strong feeling of power. And God did you love that feeling.