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Title: Beautiful Night
Pairing: Daesung/Seungri, G-Dragon/T.O.P, implied T.O.P/Seungri
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: "After this, they’ll be free again. In the darkened hotel room, as he waits, he’ll long for a phone to hear smooth vocals assuring him, telling him that he loves him. He will long for comfort, but he’ll sit on the bed and reminisce about last night and the heat of his lover’s skin as it slides against him."
A/N: My first fic in a awhile. I should be doing the requests, I know. But they're half done, so I leave you with this. My very first Big Bang fic. Inspired the very pretty 'Tonight' MV. Enjoy?


There was a time not long ago when they’d just drive aimlessly on dusty sun drenched roads. It would be just the two of them and they’d be free.

 

Seungri would always lift his arms, outstretched like a bird. Smiling and laughing, holding his hands up to the crystal clear skies above them. As if he could fly just by feeling the wind on his skin. And Daesung would drive. At some point, they’d stop and just bask in the sun. In those moments, all they’d do would be tracing out maps on the sweat slick planes of their skins, moving in tandem to each other. They’ll touch, taste, smell, memorise each other in an attempt to commit each other to the deepest depths of their beings.

 

But it’ll never be enough. Because they’re humans. And humans are always greedy for more.

 

There’ll be a burn on Seungri’s back from the seat and a different type of burn further below. His hips would also bloom dark stains from Daesung’s grip but it is one mark he doesn’t mind. His own blunt nails will rake and leave angry scratches on muscled back, Daesung will moan not from the pain but the agony of how good this feels. Because even after they’ve reached heaven and bliss, forcefully crashing back into their skins, they’ll mark him as his. His alone.

 

They’ll lay there on the back of Daesung’s red jeep until the sun peaks a little lower. And he’ll gun the engine to mask his breaking heart.

 

The Strip greets them with the lure of lights and sound like it always does. It is a cruel mistress; enticing, alluring and always looking to sink its razor teeth hidden behind painted lips into new blood; slowly disintegrating and changing, morphing a person into someone new entirely. It’s a beautiful way to fall. A beautiful way to die with the taste of sweet poisoned wine on your lips and the feel of warm silken smooth skin on yours as the fires burn through your flesh.

 

Taeyang will lean against the hood of his slick new sports car as he greets Daesung with a nod. It’s black; a gift from the people he wishes he had never sold his soul to. There’ll be no tears in this little farewell because both know what they have to do. “I’ll be home soon.” Is all Seungri says with a chaste kiss, fingers curled into the front of Daesung’s shirt as he turns and slides into the waiting car. Taeyang will not even look at him as he drives away.

 

A smiling Jiyoung is always a Jiyoung you should be careful of. He is as sly as a fox, beautiful and unattainable. There’ll be a day when the mysteries of his heart will be laid bear to the world, but it would not be today. He would be smiling as he leans against the glass railing of the balcony, face illuminated by the dancing neon lights. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asks as Seunghyun joins him in surveying the Strip. This will be theirs. And it’s a promise they will always keep in their hearts. “I...”

 

“I know.” The taller man will answer quietly before leaning in to cup his face, drawing him up to height for a kiss. “That’s why I’ll be back before you sleep.” Smile. Answered with a smile.

 

Seungri will change into something nicer than the simple white shirt and jeans that smell of Daesung. Those, he will keep in a plastic bag along with his ring that had barely had time to steal his body heat, pushed to the back of the closet as he waits for Seunghyun. This will be the one and last time. After this, they’ll be free again. In the darkened hotel room, as he waits, he’ll long for a phone to hear smooth vocals assuring him, telling him that he loves him. He will long for comfort, but he’ll sit on the bed and reminisce about last night and the heat of his lover’s skin as it slides against him. Seungri will also remember of the gun and the blood and why he’s doing this. For freedom. For love. For Daesung.

 

And that memory will make tonight a little easier to bear.

 

END

 /is shot/

 

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