Chapter Fourteen: I'm A Boy

This chapter has hints from almost every ship so if you don't like cute men then shoo! Please vote and comment! ♥

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*Youngbae's POV*

I grab TOP's hand and pull him away from the bar. "Elise?" He slurs with a hiccup. "What?," I laugh "No, it's YoungBae!"

He laughs as his head falls on to my shoulder heavily. "Hahaaaaaa."

I push his head off  then wrap his left arm around my shoulders. His faded blue hair messily fallen out of its place. He closes his eyes and chuckles as we weave through the up beat crowd of bumping bodies. A girl comes up from behind me and starts waving her hips on my leg. Although the loud dance music and dancing people intrigued me, I continue to help Seung Hyun to safety.

"Oppaaaaaa," Seung Hyun sings as he strokes the side of my face. I pull my head back but he grabs a fist full of my bleached platinum mohawk. "You're so pretty, like a beautiful girl, only manly."

"What? I'm a boy," I laugh as we walk out through the front doors to greet the rest of the members. A thin layer of sweat covers our skin, allowing our clothing to stick to our bodies. "Taeyang-ah!" Seung Hyun yells in my ear. I wince as his loud voice vibrates my eardrums. "You're so strong."

I laugh even harder before tossing the older man to Jiyong. Ji practically falls over when TOP flops himself on to him. "You okay?" Daesung asks worry hinting in his voice. I nod. He smiles and runs a hand through his straight blonde hair before accidentally bumpig into my shoulder.

"Sorry." He stutters with a sweet smile. I chuckle and brush it off. "No big deal, but what is a big  deal," I say turning towards Jiyong and Seung Hyun. " Is the fact that Seung Hyun is drunk and he's completely hammered."

"We have a photoshoot tomorrow." Ji suddenly informs us out of the blue.

My eyes widen. "You never told us we have a photoshoot tomorrow." Seungri squeals. He walks closer towards Jiyong then pulls TOP off of him. Its strange, the maknae is stronger than his hyung. "I forgot to tell you guys, I must have been too excited to go to a club. It's my fault, sorry." Ji apologises to the concrete side walk.

"Seungri-ah!" Seung Hyun yells. "Yes, Hyung?" The maknae responds calmly. He really can handle this situation well. "I love you."

Seungri's cheeks turn a rosy shade of red before he chuckles and moves the hair away from his Hyung's face. "I love you too, Hyung," he laughs.

I clench my jaw shut so I wouldn't burst out in laughter. With every passing second it was getting harder to hold in. "PFF...," Ji bites his lip to keep his laugh in . I slap my hand over my mouth  shoving my head  in Dae's chest to laugh. Daesung strokes my head which makes me laugh even more.

"HAHAHAHA!" Jiyong is the first to explode, which causes a chain reaction of uncontrollablly loud laughter. "You really just said you loved him!" I burst after I roll off of Daesung to look at Seungri. He is smiling down at Seung Hyun who is drooling on his shirt.

"He's drunk, he probably thinks I'm his ex."

Jiyong clears his throat. "Yeah, well we have to get home." The tone in his voice suddenly becoming serious. Wonder what's with wrong with him today? "I'll drive." Daesung adds. I look over my shoulder to see him smiling at me.

"You sure you're okay to drive?"

Ever since Daesung's car accident I've been looking out for him een more than I used to when we were teens. His smile now hints a bit of well-hidden sadness. "Alright," I sigh. "You can drive"

"Can you guys hurry up, he's getting heavy, and I'm pretty sure he's going to drool an eigth ocean."  I glance back at Seungri before walking to the black Lamborghini. "Damn, this is a nice car," Ji grins. I nod in agreement before opening the back seat so Seungri could put Seung Hyun inside. "Daesung's driving?" Seungri whispers to me as I help him put a seatbelt aroung our Hyung. Seung Hyun leans closer to the maknae and tries to lick his face. His tongue touches the younger man's sweaty cheek making him "woo" in accomplishment. I laugh but Seungri cringes. "Ew, Hyung!" He yells at the intoxicated adult on his shoulder before shoving him in the seatbelt.

"Yeah, I'm going to sit with him in the passenger seat. I'm worried about him."

Seungri nods then sits down next to Seung Hyun. I follow his action by sinking into the chair next to Daesung. His eyes stare at the parking spot in front of him. He tightens his grip on the wheel, his hands on 10 and 3. "You sure you're okay?" I ask.

"Yeah," He stutters. "I'm fine."

Once Ji sorts himself in the backseat, Dae begins driving.  At first he drives slow. Slower than internet explorer. But he gradually begins driving faster.

A small conversation starts up in the back of the car but soon dies off after a while.

Suddenly the car halts to a stop, the wheels burn against the asphalt causing the brakes to screech. "Sh*t!" I yell as I grab on to the handle above my seat. The vehicle quickly skids sideways causing us all to fall to one side. As quick as it started, it stops.

Silence.

My eyes widen as I realise that we could have been in a car accident. I glance at the boys in the back seat before I get out and walk over to Daesung's side. I open his door to have him jump up from his seat and onto my body. He tightly wraps himself around my torso in fear and confusion. Soft whimpers come from his mouth and into my chest where his head rests. "Dae, it's okay. We're fine. You're fine." I soothe. My arms hug his body softly until he musters the energy to stop crying. I can still feel his chest rising and falling sharply after he lets go. He wipes his eyes and inhales deeply. "YoungBae, I'm so sorry, I didn't think this would happen." His voice sounds shaky from all the unsteady sobs. "It's okay." I smile. "You can sit next to me, I'll drive. "

I pat his shoulder before we both separate to reenter the vehicle. Since it's still very early in the morning there is absolutely no traffic of the street we are on. Yes, its New York, busiest state in the country, but where we are, it's quiet and calm.

I put the stick in reverse before backing up to straighten the car out. Once that's done I take a street towards our apartment. Every one stays silent the whole way home, so silent my ears begin to ring. "I'm sorry."

I glance at Dae, then back at the road. "Its okay, not your fault." Seungri replies for me. "It was my fault, I shouldn't be driving."

Since Seung Hyun had fallen asleep on Ji's shoulder, a loud snore irrupts from the older male. We all chuckle in response. "Dae, really, its okay. Just forget it." And with that, we stay in silence until we arrive late in the empty lot.

 "What time is it?" Seungri asks.

Jiyong looks at his wrist and tells him the hour. "Its 2AM."

~G-Dragon's POV~

"Well, that isn't helping with these eye circles." Seungri says. He unbuckles his seatbelt and opens the door. I put my arm back down and begin to speak. "Wait someone help, Seung Hyun is-"

My eyes travel from the other members to the sleeping male on top of me. Although the lighting outside is dark I can still make out the chiseled outline of his face. His eyes shut, his breathing slow and calmingly steady. He seems so much more relaxed from when I last saw him. Slowly, his eyes began to flutter open. "Jiyong?" He asks with a deep voice.

"Yeah." I stutter, surprised. "Where am I?" He rubs his eyes with his fists then blinks a few times to clear up his blurred vision. "We're home, now."

His eyes shoot up to meet mine. "Seoul?"

"No, Hyung. Still in New York." Suddenly the happiness in his eyes hollow out to give me a sad, vacant stare. He gives me a small half smile before he sits up and scoots towards the door. "Oh. What time is it?"

I scoot out of the seat after him. "I've got no clue."

"Its 2:37." Seungri cuts in with a sigh. He's always the one who's aware of the time, its a good thing that he does that too. If it wasn't for him we would be late for most of our interviews. He's very helpful.

"Hurry up!" Daesung yells from the top of the stairs. He holds the door open for us until we all enter the empty apartment. Sighs escape our mouths as our polished shoes hit the tile floor. "So tired." Taeyang groans as he sloppily turns the hall to his room. "Goodnight." Seung Hyun says plainly before he opens the door to his room, leaving me all alone...again.

"Hyung?" A voice calls me from behind. I whip my head around to spot Seungri staring at his hand. "Yes?"

With each passing second his eye circles turn a darker shade of deep purple. "Well, in my room, its been very cold. And I hope you don't mind me asking but may I ...sleep with you?" He raises his eyebrows as he awaits for my answer.

I clear my throat as I adjust the tight collar around my neck. "Seungri, you know I-"

"Yeah, you hug things in your sleep, its just for one day." He says, echoing my thoughts. I blink a few times before he reenters his room to put on pajamas. When he returns he adorned his body with red plaid pants and a plain cotton t-shirt.

In his arms he holds a cream coloured pillow that he pushes against his chest. "Alright um, go in my ro-" I begin to say but quickly realise that he had already gotten in my bed. His body is wrapped in the warm duvet as his head pops out from the top allowing a small chuckle to run from my lips.

He looks like a small burrito. I feel my cheeks burn when I notice that I need to change clothing too. But Seungri is in here....

"Seungri," I stutter a but nervous. "Could you, close your eyes. I need to change." I try to lighten up the situation by smiling slightly. "Yeah,yeah, no problem."

He pulls the duvet over his head slowly. Without hesitation I open the top drawer and pull out some black sweatpants; in another drawer I pull out a black hoodie to match.

Its the GD & TOP sweater set.

"You done yet?" Seungri asks. "Its hot under here."

I quickly shove my dress pants off, replacing them with soft black ones.

Next my shirt, which I practically rip off because it got too hard to undo all of the buttons. Soon that is replaced with a hoodie, which I drag over my head before sliding into bed with Seungri.

He sighs, his head now emerged. His head slowly nuzzles itself into the side of my neck. Is he asleep? He wouldn't do this if he was awake. "Seungri, get off."

No response. He's alseep.

Oh this is awkward.