T.O.P (BIGBANG Fanfiction)

Seunghyun sat down beside Ji Yong and he began staring at me so hard, I could not look back up again. I decided to only stare at the floor. And glance at Taeyang once in a while since he sat beside me. Soon also Seungri and Daesung joined us from the shower room.

“Hey~ I didn’t know we had lady visitors,” Daesung greeted me so nicely and even gave me a quick hug before sitting down to my other side. The whole room was so hot, no just because of their handsomness but because of the hot steam rising up out of their skin. But I could not complain.

“You have never asked the girls to come backstage before, hyung. You’re impatient today,” Seungri joked and Taeyang laughed at him akwardly.
“Stop it. She might think we are that kind of men…”
“What? We aren’t?” Seungri laughed and then winked at me. “You know I’m just joking, right?”
And I nodded shyly and stared at the posters in Taeyang’s hands. He noticed it and gave them to Seunghyun who was still staring at me like he had nothing else to do. I quickly glanced at him but could take no more because it felt so unreal that he was just a couple of meters away from me and I could actually have talked to him if I was just brave enough to open my mouth.

“Are you the fan who stole Young Bae’s shirt? Such a thief,” he said to me with his casual face and if I didn’t know what his personality was like, I would have thought he was mad at me. But I knew he was joking. I smirked by myself.
“Hopefully seeing us naked is enough of a punishment,” he muttered as he signed the posters carefully like a grandpa should.
“You’re not really naked…” I said silently.
“What?” he looked at me with his big eyes and it made me a bit scared. I had to look back down.
“I-I just said that you’re not really naked,” I muttered, squeezing the shirt in my hands.
“Well, you wouldn’t like to see us really naked-naked. Or would you?” he kept staring at me but I couldn’t look back up. Ji Yong crossed his legs and laughed.
“We are the men of her dreams. Of course she would like to see us naked-naked,” he grinned and nudged his hyung to the arm.
“Hm? Really?” Seunghyun glanced at Ji Yong and then at me. And after a moment of silence, he said:
“Oh, no, you wouldn’t. You really shouldn’t wish for such things.”

I couldn’t help but to laugh a little. He was such a dork…

Seunghyun handed the posters to Ji Yong and Daesung turned to look at me instead.
“Could you recommend us a place we could spend the rest of the evening? Like a club or something?” he asked me and I began thinking.
“I’ve heard the 7Hearts is a great place,” I looked at him and Daesung nodded.
“I heard it’s a good place too… I mean, a staff person told me. Should we go there?” he looked at the other members who seemed to like the idea. Daesung took the posters from Ji Yong and I knew that I would soon have to leave with my gifts. But I was very thankful for being able to meet them like this.

Seunghyun turned to stare at me again. I don’t know why he was so bothered by me. What was wrong? Did I look funny to him? I didn’t mind the attention but I was just so intimidated by it.
“Should we punish her even more?” he squinted his eyes and pouted strongly. “She should see us drinking. She would get traumas for life.”
And the other members started laughing but I only got confused of his words.
“Oh– No, no. You don’t have to invite me…”
Seunghyun looked at me amused.
“Did you think we would actually invite you?” he snorted. And I felt my cheeks turning bright red.
“N-no…”

Ji Yong grinned and turned to me.
“But it wouldn’t be a bad idea,” he mentioned. “We've been seeing many fans lately but none of them we’ve been drinking with. I think I said once that it would be fun.”
“Yeeah, why not,” Seungri nodded. “But we can get pretty wild,” he glared at me. “Can you handle it? Are you even over drinking age?”
I nodded quickly.

Thank god for my age for saving me. Thank god for my parents for having me early enough. Thank god! THANK GOD!

Taeyang helped me inside the black van the manager was driving. I had crammed the posters and t-shirt into my handbag. I sat down beside Taeyang who I felt to be the most reliable and closest to me at the moment.

“Hey, breath,” Ji Yong laughed on the opposite of me. He must have seen how stiff I was. I let out a sigh and laughed afterwards.
“It’s just so weird…” I grinned.
“It’s just us,” he smirked.
“You have to relax if you want to get through tonight,” Taeyang patted on my shoulder. “It might get strange.”
“Strange?” I looked at him confused.
“Well,” he laughed. “Not strange but you know. We really like to drink after concerts. Really like to drink.”
“And it’s nice to have company,” Ji Yong smiled and leaned back.
“Don’t worry,” I smiled shyly. “I won’t be boring once I get a few drinks down.”

And I certainly got those few drinks down and very quickly. Maybe a bit too quickly because I found myself leaning against the bar because I had lost my balance about half an hour ago. Taeyang was looking at me and holding back his laughter.

“At least you had fun tonight, huh?” he grinned at me and sipped his cold beer.
“I did,” I smiled widely. “Where did the others go?”
Taeyang looked around the club.
“You’re looking for T.O.P, aren’t you?” he leaned closer towards me and winked. I immediately swayed backwards.
“What did you say? Why should I be looking for him? How stupid! Pffft!” I slammed my hand on the bar and reached for my drink but Taeyang took it away from me.
“Oppaah~~” I whined but it didn’t help.
“You said Seunghyun was you favorite member. Don’t you remember?” he smiled at me calmly.
I swayed back again and almost fall off the chair. My eyes widened so much I thought I dropped them.
“What?! Noooo… I did not.”
“Oh yes, you did. I knew you had a favorite member. Everyone has.”
“Nooooo,” I leaned forward. “But I like oppa too!” I touched his arm and Taeyang laughed at me.

He was going to comment something but then turned to look at someone behind me.

“Hyung. Hyung!” he yelled and I turned around in my bar stool to look at the person but quickly, or as quickly as a drunken ass could, turned back to face the bar, and actually grab over it, wrapping my arms around it. I hugged the bar. I actually did.
“Ooh, no no no no no,” I pouted and banged my head against the bar. “Bartender, take me away from here,” I looked at the most innocent face the bartender made and then he vanished.
“No no no no no…” I continued whining.

“What no no no? Sí, sí, sí,” I heard the dark voice speaking and my eyes popped out. I would kill Taeyang...

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