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Take It Slow - GDYB

Rating: NC-17 

Type: Fluff - with some angst

Summary: Sometime love takes time

A/N: I was reading the lyrics and listening to the song of Taeyang’s, Take It SLow and this popped into my head. Never written anything remotely smutty before so bare with me. 

Youngbae tiredly walked into the Bigbang hostel. All he could think about was taking a nice long shower and then going to bed. He started down the hall to his room but like he always did he stopped by Jiyong’s room. The door was slightly cracked so he gently pushed it open not wanting to interrupt Jiyong if he was hard at work. He saw Jiyong sprawled across the bedspread sheets of paper strewn across. He smiled to himself, he was glad he was at least on the bed instead of hunched over at his desk. Jiyong always complained the next day about neck cramps. Youngbae walked in silently staring down at Jiyong’s sleeping face. He loved how Jiyong slept so peacefully, loved the way he breathed slowly, loved the relaxed and peaceful look on his face. 

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True Soul-mates - Taeyang - One Shot
Disclaimer: It’s a Taeyang one shot but Jiyongs in there too. Has Pg-13 concepts so if your not comfortable with that don’t read this. 

A/N: So I had many bits of inspiration for this. Obviously from the prompt given but also for the five lines below (taken from a City Hunter gif on tumblr) and also for that picture of GD and Taeyang eating together.Taken from a prompt by ymo1157. Hope you like it! Prompt~ Dead and Gone

“I’m afraid of living with my eyes opened
Because even if I’m searching…
I won’t be able to see you.
Instead of yearning for you,
Living with my eyes closed is better”


Youngbae stared at the slightly crumpled and worn out paper in front of him. He reread the prophetic words again unable to turn away. If only he had known that this would actually become reality. That he would end up wishing to be blind, blind from the pain, the loneliness, the complete emptiness that surrounded and filled him every day. Everywhere he turned, everything he saw only made him wish that he was dead. Death would be a relief. At least then he could be where Jiyong was. Youngbae grabbed the desk gripping until his knuckles turned white. It had been two years and he still grieved like it just happened…

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