Gratefulness~ pt.3

"You are my angel, my saviour..."

Ji Yong's low voice sings to me. I turn red. A warm wave rushes through me and makes my body shiver. Ji lets my hand go and my fingers slip down from his hard chest. He walks towards the back of the stage and the music starts to get more rythm.
One of the dancers pushes a chair on the stage near me and I sit down, my back facing the crowd. GD stops. He raises his mic and starts rapping:

"You lift me me up when I feel all bogo shipeo. You carry me when I want to be hwaganayo and miwohaeyo."

He turns around and looks at me. I don't understand how he can rap so well and make it sound so beautiful at the same time. I gasp.

"You're so beautiful, you're so sweet. Like sugar coating, baby. Let me be your batman, the man under your sheets."

Has he written a song about me...? Is this what he was working on at the hotel and what he didn't want to show me?
I gasp astonished and cover my mouth. The fans are going crazy over his song and my own little fangirl comes out of it's shield.

"You are there for me. Kumawoyo. Naneun haengbokhaeyo", Ji smirks at me and I keep swaying my feet in the air excited. He starts walking towards me slowly and I can see Taeyang, TOP, Daesung and Seungri getting up on the stage behind him. They all march theatrically in line.
The others are humming the melody like a male choir and the fans are screaming non-stop. GD comes to me and stops right in front of me. He's so close that my knees touch lightly his thighs. He's looking at my features, viewing my lips. A hand wraps around me and pulls me up. Adrenaline rushes through me and my feelings are mixed. If I could, I would do bad things with him. Right now. It feels like there's only me, Ji Yong and the stage. No one else.
Ji puts his diamond covered mic on the chair and lifts his head. He looks deep into my eyes. I stare back at him. Humming stops. Music fades. Fans quiet down... He lifts his hand and spins me around once like I was a ballerina. I smirk. Strong arms go around my back and hold me tightly as they strech me towards the floor. I get a hold around his neck and look at Ji's stable smile. His eyes sparkle. He lifts me very slowly up without moving an inch himself. Fans are holding their breath. His nose touches my cheek bone. I can feel our hips pressing against each other and our legs wrapping tightly together. A huge tension encloses us and my stomach itches.
"Oooooooooh!" I can hear the fans moaning. I try to play along and I slip my long nails through his hair. We are teasing the fans, I see. But soon I'm back on my on feet. Music ends completely and Ji squeezes me in a warm hug. The magical moment is over.

I put the book in my bag and lift the bag on my shoulder.
"Come", Ji glances at me and walks ahead of me out of the door. It's already over midnight as we get to go back to the hotel.
"Does anyone else want to eat ramen?" Taeyang peeks over his sunglasses. Seungri and Daesung shake their heads. TOP fell asleep right away as we got inside the car.
"I'm not hungry", Ji answers and yawns. He's checking tomorrow's, or today's, schedule from his calender. Young Bae turns to me. I'm about to say no but I am really hungry and my stomach has it's own opinion. It sings a ballad. Tae laughs.
"I'll ask Ryeon to get us some."
"Thanks", I laugh quietly.

Other members go sleep in their rooms and me and YB sit down at the kitchen counter to wait the food delivery.
"Ji Yong is never hungry and I feel like I'm always hungry", he laughs akwardly and taps the chopsticks against the marble.
"Well, you workout so much", I smile and take a quick look at his musculous arms that show under the sleeves.
Tae smiles at me. He looks so fine here in the darkness. Only the little lamp at the end of the counter lights up the room.
Someone knocks on the door and Taeyang stands up and goes to open it. A beautiful girl steps in and I remember that she's part of the dance crew. They bow to each other and the girl hands the food and leaves. Young Bae brings the cups on the counter. They are still warm. I pull off the plastic wrap and amazingly delicious smell flows out in the air. I have tried to eat less, so that I would look good on stage one day and that I would fit in the small Asian sized clothes. That I would look good at the photoshoots. As good as the boys looked today.
But now I can't resist anymore. I taste my vegetarian dish and oh my, how good it is. Tae watches as I scoop the ramen in my mouth with passion. I may make some funny noises too. He looks amused.
"Waeyoo?" I look at him confused. Noodles hang from the corner of my mouth and Taeyang bursts into laughter.
"You look so pretty."
I vacuum the noodles from my chin and finish my dish in seconds.
"Gamsahabnida", I nod at him as a thank.
Tae smiles and leans on his arm.
"Are you full?"
I nod.
"Good. Next time is your turn to pay."
I grin at him. Like I had money to buy him bulking food. Tae takes the dishes and washes them.
"Do you like it?" he asks and tries to rub the spices off.
"What?"
"Korean?" he looks at me warmly and I feel myself so good for a moment. I wouldn't mind talking with him the whole night. I'm not tired.
"Yes! It's so different, but in a good way. It's beautiful", I smile. Tae sits down for a while.
"Congratulations by the way. I haven't congratulated you for joining YG yet."
"Thank you! I'm so happy. I really still can't believe this is happening."
"You're the first foreign kpop idol", he says and I feel funny.
"I know..."
Tae shakes my hand and stands up to go to sleep.
"I have an early workday tomorrow, so I gotta go. Good night, Mineeha", he waves off as he walks inside his room which he shares with Seungri.
"Good night", I whisper.

I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I look at myself from the mirror. I remember the day when GD and Taeyang had a fight after the concert and Ji had those bruises on his legs. I wonder what they had fought about... Well, the most important thing is that they're best friends again.
I spit the water and wash the sink.
Suddenly my view blurs and I can't see anything. Somebody is standing behind me and holding his hands on my eyes. I giggle silently and without saying a word the hands let go of me. From the mirror I see Ji Yong smiling at me with sleepy eyes. He's wearing pyjama pants, white top and on his head he has thick black glasses.
I turn around and touch his shoulder lightly.
"I thought you were sleeping already."
"You ate so long", Ji takes a hair of mine and places it behind my ear.
"What were you talking about?"
"Nothing much", I shrug.
"C'mon", he grabs my arms and smiles slightly. "I waited for you."
I follow him to the bedroom door and rub my eyes. I'm starting to feel a bit tired too.

As we get inside the room, Ji turns around and looks at me in differently.
"Wh-what --"
He wraps his fingers around my wrists and pulls me on to his lap. I let the moment lead me. I open my legs and wrap them thightly around him. His hands seeks my face in the dark room and feel my skin. It's completely quiet. He looks at me closely and his eyelashes touch my cheek as he blinks. I finger his back and try to hold myself back not to scratch him with my deadly nails. His silky soft lips touch my sweaty neck and kiss carefully around my shivering body. I move my finger tips along his birthday date tattoo on his shoulder and then let my hand slip down. He rubs my back with big gentle movements and tries to calm himself down by taking a deep breath. His desperate voice makes me to want him even more.
Ji drops his glasses on the floor next to my suitcase and literally throws me on the bed. Then he presses his hot body gently against mine and slips his hands behind my back. I wrap mine around his neck and bite my lower lip. It's hard to control myself... His wet lips kiss my cheek, my forehead, my nose and eventually my thirsty lips. The tip of his nose moves along my cheek bones and his burning hot breath steams against my skin. I kiss his chin and his jaw line. He seems enjoys it. Very much. I need to satisfy his longing for love...
Ji Yong wants to hug me thightly and for long. We breath and listen to each other breathing. Quietly. When the others have already fallen asleep.

Notes

It's fanfiction marathon time!
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Teaser for chapter 12