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Every Rose Has its Thorn
I Hate That I Love You :
Victoria couldn’t believe she saw him but there he was, drinking and dancing his like there was no tomorrow. She had entered the club with Natalie and a few of her friends, this kind of thing still feeling like second nature to her. She only had Jiyong to thank for that. There he was entering her mind again. Well, he never left.
She was in the crowd on the dance floor. While he was at the bar, he saw her, but he convinced himself that he was too drunk to know for sure. Victoria had to do a double then triple take when she saw him. It was him, Jiyong. No, it couldn’t be him, how could it? When did he get here and why? There was only one explanation; Taeyang spilled the beans and now Jiyong was here looking for her. But still, she didn’t think he cared enough to go this far.
She thought about approaching him but would it be right? His state didn’t look good but it was most likely her fault anyway. He also most likely won’t remember a thing in the morning, so what would the point be? They had ended it, why couldn’t they both just accept that?
She kept her distance when he was on the dance floor dancing like a drunk would. She thought he would have accepted the other girls trying to dance against him but he ended up turning his back and ignoring them. How could he still care that much?
Even though no one else in the room (besides Natalie) would know about them, she couldn’t help but still feel second hand embarrassment when he got on top of the bar and started dancing and screaming like a nutcase. Victoria’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she looked up at him. He didn’t seem to be aware of anything else that was going on around him, so she didn’t waste anymore time and made her way to the front of the crowd.
“Oh no.” Victoria sighed at the sight. The bartender was yelling at Jiyong to get down but he didn’t seem to hear.
“Oh wow.” Natalie said surprised but then laughed. “When did he get here?”
“I have no idea.” Victoria replied before approaching the bar and attempting to shout as loud as she could over the music and everyone else yelling and cheering, “Ji! Jiyong get down from there! You’re making an ass out of yourself!”
It was no use, he didn’t hear her. He ended up tripping and falling off the bar counter. He was caught by two security guards who immediately began escorting him out.
“Oh don’t do that,” Victoria whined as she watched the guards take Jiyong to the door, “Don’t kick him out.”
Jiyong realized what was happening and tried to get out of their grips but he was no where near as strong as those guys were. He kept slurring his words, demanding that they put him down. They tossed him out the door and shut it, leaving him outside.
“I, I have something I have to do.” Victoria went back to Natalie, “I’ll try to be back as soon as I can, okay?”
“Okay,” Natalie nodded, “Try not to be gone all night.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Victoria assured her with a grin then left the club. She looked around, not seeing any sign of Jiyong. Where could he have possibly gone to so fast?
Looking from left to right, she decided to go left. She kept a sharp eye out for him, trying to keep her worried feelings to a minimum. She shouldn’t have to feel worried for him anymore, but then if she didn’t, she wouldn’t be looking for him right now.
Just when she was about to pass the club building, she heard a stressed and agonized moan. Turning her head, she saw Jiyong sitting on the ground in the alleyway with his back against the wall. His eyes were shut but he was obviously still awake. His head kept tilting in all directions until he finally tilted his head back against the wall.
She took a deep breath of courage and walked towards him. His eyes fluttered open barely halfway and looked right at her but in the next moment he blacked out and his body fell to the side unconscious. Victoria sighed in stress.
“What am I gonna do with you?” Victoria shook her head. She definitely couldn’t leave him here, but she wasn’t sure if she could carry him. She kneeled down and grabbed one of his arms, draping it over her shoulder, “Okay, we can do this. In three, two one,” Victoria then tried to stand up and lift him but he was complete deadweight so she fell down with him. She tried again, attempting to use the leg strength he always said she had. She pushed as hard as she could and was finally able to stand while holding Jiyong. As she made her way slowly out of the alley and to the sidewalk, she grimaced at him while she breathed heavily, “I’ll tell you one thing. You definitely weigh more than you look.”
Victoria managed to get a taxi and go to a nearby hotel. The driver was nice enough to help her carry Jiyong into the hotel lobby. After thanking him, she booked a room and used the god-sent elevator to take Jiyong up to the second floor. She had to limp a little in order to carry him to the room since the taxi driver had to leave of course. She had both arms wrapped around his waist to support him but had to release one arm so she could take the room card key out of her mouth and put it into the lock.
She pulled Jiyong inside, breathing a sigh of relief when she finally got him onto the bed. She decided to do the nice thing and take his shoes off for him and put the covers over his body. He looked so peaceful now, like he always did while he was asleep. She tried to push those kinds of thoughts out of her mind and just leave. She helped him, she did all she could do for him. There was no reason for her to still be there. However, she couldn’t fight the aching in her heart when she looked at him.
She missed him, she missed him so much. She regretted everything and wished she could take it all back, but she knew she couldn’t. She didn’t think their breakup was hurting him this badly. She was wrong to run away like she did, it wasn’t fair. She thought she didn’t want to see his face anymore and be reminded of the betrayal and the pain, but she was wrong. She was surprised to see him actually here, but she had never felt so thankful. The fact that he was willing to this far was enough to let her know how much he really cared. Why did she doubt him?
She made up her mind in that moment. She removed her own shoes and placed them next to his. She crawled into the bed right next to him and put herself close to him just like how they always used to. She nuzzled her face into his neck and linked an arm over his chest. This was how it was supposed to be. She didn’t want to leave him ever again, she wanted to forgive him and tell him she was sorry for running away and for saying they should break up for good.
She closed her eyes and took in his scent, savoring it since it would be the last time she’ll be able to for a long time. She wanted to forgive him, she wanted to say she was sorry, she wanted to stay with him and forget all he mistakes, but that was just it. She couldn’t forget. The way they started was just writing the path to an end like this. If only they had started the right way, maybe all this wouldn’t have happened. With that said, she knew all they needed was time. They needed time apart. They needed to be apart for a while and take the time to move on from the mistakes so it didn’t hurt anymore. They could be together again, but not now. They weren’t ready before and they weren’t ready now. They needed to grow up, they needed to learn and forget.
“You look familiar.”
“I think names can be saved for now.” Jiyong whispered into her ear. She couldn’t help but feel like his voice was a little familiar, like she had definitely heard it before. “Tonight, I’m just some guy.”
“So, I can say whatever I want and you won’t understand me?” Jiyong joked. “How about if I say, pancakes feel good on my feet!”
“I, understood that.”
“Oh you can’t understand when I compliment you but you can understand me when I say I like putting pancakes on my feet?”
“I’ve never seen someone as handsome and sexy as GD! He’s literally a perfect human being!” Jiyong teased her, laughing as he recited her diary. “He’s handsome, cute, talented, charming, what more could anyone ask for in a man?”
“Okay you had your laugh, now give it to me!” Victoria grumbled but that didn’t stop him.
“I had another dream about GD last night. I was hugging him and I didn’t want to ever let go it just felt so good and right!”
“I said give it to me!” Victoria had enough embarrassment and reached across her bed to pull him down onto it so she could grab the old diary from him. Her doing that only made him laugh more. He held the diary up away from her and nudged her hands away so she couldn’t grab it and continued reading just to mess with her more.
“I had another dream about GD, it was very dirty. My mom would be so mad at me if she knew I thought about such things sometimes, but I don’t care! I think GD is the sexiest most handsome man in the world!”
“Shut up!” She got on top of him and reached for the diary, but every time she got close he moved his arm so she couldn’t have it.
“I love GD so much!” He laughed then looked at her, smiling in the most teasing way possible. “Aww you love me?”
“No! I haven’t written in that thing for a long time. Now give that back before I hurt you.”
“You didn’t give me a chance to say it back.” Victoria grinned as she snuggled against him, her head resting on his chest.
“Then say it.” His lips formed a small smile as he stared up at the ceiling, his mind repeating all the recent events and feelings over and over again.
“I love you.”
Those were the good times. Remembering them only made her feel sad. Why did things have to go wrong? Victoria whispered as she fell asleep, feeling a tear fall from her cheek, “I hate that I love you.”
Time. Time was all they needed. Hopefully after that, they could be together again…
By morning Victoria was gone. She awoke early and was thankful Jiyong was still asleep. She slipped her shoes back on and left the room key for him to return. She forced herself to turn away and walk out the door, knowing if she looked back she would change her mind and stay. She couldn’t though, seeing her would only get his hopes up, hurt him more, and force something that was no longer there. She understood that he came all the way here to tell her he was sorry for everything, and she wanted to say the same, but there’s just some things that sorry can’t fix.
Before leaving the hotel, she asked the girl at the desk to have her name kept anonymous. Who knows if the girl would actually keep her word, but she needed some assurance that Jiyong wouldn’t know she was here. It’s what would be best for him anyway.
Victoria walked the entire way back to Isaac’s house, not caring about the pain in her feet from walking the distance in heels, or the fact that her hair and makeup looked slept in and was out in public, or even though she slept next to Jiyong the entire night she still felt as if she got no sleep at all.
Victoria’s phone ringing brought her mind back to reality since it was wandering while she walked like a zombie down the street. Looking at the caller ID, she saw it was Natalie.
“So much for not being gone all night.”
“I’m sorry, there was just something I had to do.” Victoria replied, her voice sounding tired and sad.
“Jiyong passed out so I took him to a hotel. I stayed to keep an eye on him.”
“But you guys broke up.”
“So, are you guys like, back together now?” Victoria could’ve sworn Natalie’s voice sounded more hopeful than confused.
Victoria frowned. She made herself keep the tears in until she was alone back in bed. “No, we’re not.”
“I’m sorry.” Natalie’s voice now sounded sincere. “This is all my fault.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If I hadn’t kissed Jiyong that day then he wouldn’t have left, you wouldn’t have gotten upset with him, those incidents with Missy would’ve never happened, and you guys would still be together right now.”
“Nat, it’s not your fault so quit blaming yourself.” Victoria assured her, “It was Missy’s fault, and Jiyong’s stupid guy brain doing stupid guy things.”
Natalie laughed a little, “Yeah, that’s true too. Which reminds me, if I ever see that cousin of mine again I am slapping her across her prissy little face.”
“I already did that.” Victoria smirked, knowing Natalie would get a kick out of that visual.
“And this is why I love you.” Natalie laughed, “And I already disowned her so I guess that’s good enough don’t you think?”
“I think so.”
Natalie’s voice suddenly became sincere again, “I really am sorry, Victoria.”
“Don’t dwell on it.”
Victoria had hung up the phone by the time she got to Isaac’s house. There wasn’t any sign of him so she quickly made her way to his room and shut the door. She changed into shorts and a t-shirt, then climbed into bed, ready to lay there and hate everything.
Shortly after, the door opened and Isaac walked in.
“You’re back.” He commented, “Nat called me a few times last night worried about you.”
“What are you doing in here?” Victoria said with the covers pulled up to her nose. She was sure to wipe the tear she let slip down before he walked in.
“This is still my room,” He chuckled, “Hate to break it to you but I’m still granted full access. You’re just a squatter, remember?”
“Shut up.” Victoria tried to hold in the giggle that threatened to come out but she failed.
“So what are you doing in bed in the middle of the afternoon?”
“Tired from what? Staying out all night?”
“None of your business.” Victoria turned and pouted then turned her back to him once again.
“Ri, I know you saw that Jiyong guy last night. Nat told me all about what happened at the club.” Isaac said as he came over and sat at the edge of the bed.
“You here to laugh about it?”
“Of course not. I feel bad for the guy actually.”
Victoria sat up, “You feel sorry for him?”
Isaac nodded, “Yeah. He’s going crazy because he realized what he lost.”
“Will you stop talking like I’m some awesome person or something? I’m really not that special.”
“Yes you are,” He reached over and tucked a piece of her long red hair behind her ear so he could see her pretty face better, “Are you planning on getting back with him?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”
“If you don’t, would you-would you consider-”
“I’m sorry,” Victoria already knew what it was he was trying to say; asking if she would consider taking him back, “Even though there’s no reason why I shouldn’t, I just don’t feel that way about you anymore.”
“Because of Jiyong?”
“No, it’s not because of Jiyong. I changed a lot since we broke up. Hell, you never thought I would have a friends with benefits relationship yet I was the one who initiated it.”
“You did?” His eyes widened a little at hearing that.
“Yeah,” Victoria nodded then lowered her head and sighed, “I can’t even remember why I did.”
“Because you liked him. I know that hasn’t changed about you.”
“Yeah, I did. I still do. I love the crap out of him, even after all this I still love the crap out of him.” Victoria felt herself starting to cry again. Isaac gently pulled her in so she could cry on his shoulder while he patted her head.
“I let myself think that guy was no good for you, and I let myself get my hopes up for getting back together with you. I guess that was stupid of me, right?”
“It was really stupid.” Victoria said through her tears.
Isaac chuckled slightly, “Try to finish up crying. We need to go.”
“To your parents place. I think they’ll be happy to see you.”
Victoria lifted her head off his shoulder and pouted cutely, “Are you trying to get rid of me?”
“Hell yeah, I want my bed back.” Isaac ruffled her hair and got up. Of course she knew the real reason. He know fully understood that they were never going to get back together and her staying here wasn’t really needed for him anymore. It was for the best though, she didn’t want to burden him any longer and it wasn’t like she could stay here forever.
Victoria smiled in content, knowing everything was going to get a lot better now.
One year later…
Jiyong ruffled his orange hair as he walked down the hall, making his way to see Taeyang.
“Hey Youngbae,” Jiyong smiled as he greeted, “How was the photoshoot?”
“It was good,” Taeyang replied with a smirk, “You would think we would get some rest after the album before the tour but nope.”
“I have not once thought that.” Jiyong laughed, “We really need a vacation don’t we?”
“Yes we do. After the tour, where should we go?”
“I don’t know, we’ve been to a lot of places.” Jiyong pouted in thought.
“Yeah, for work.” Taeyang chuckled, “How about we go to Hawaii or something?”
“Sounds good.” Jiyong nodded.
“Hey, I’m about to go get some new headphones since these are no good anymore.” Taeyang showed him the old headphones, “Want anything while I’m out?”
“No, that’s okay.” Jiyong shooed him off while he played on his phone.
“Okay.” Taeyang made his way out of the YG building and down the street. A street food stand caught his eye and since he felt his stomach starting to rumble, he decided to go towards it. He greeted the man with a big smile, “Hi, just one.”
“Youngbae?” Taeyang heard an oddly familiar voice next to him. It’s been so long since he’s heard it, he would’ve thought he would have forgotten what she sounded like.
Taeyang turned his head to see exactly who he thought it was, “Missy?”
“It’s been a while.” Missy looked at him with big puppy eyes.
“Yeah,” Taeyang nodded awkwardly, “I thought you were in Japan.”
“I am. Can’t I visit here once in a while?”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t.” He tried smiling, “I just wasn’t expecting to see you here. It’s good to see you.”
Missy gave a single nod of agreement, “It’s good to see you too. You know, Youngbae, I’ve missed you a lot you know that?”
He saw her puppy look as anything but innocent. His expression was nonchalant and unamused. He was sad she was still exactly the same.
“I think that’s obvious.”
“What do you say we leave the past in the past and start over?” She tried to get close to him but he wasn’t phased at all.
“Sorry, I have a new girlfriend now.” Taeyang smiled confidently and took a bite of his food, “But thanks for the offer though. Enjoy your time back here!”
He gave her a wave then headed off, leaving her with her mouth hanging open. Did he just straight up reject her? Missy screamed, groaned, and stomped her feet where she stood, finally getting her ultimate comeuppance.
“I hate you Dong Youngbae!”
Victoria couldn’t help but feel so relieved to be back. In a weird way, it was like she created more memories here than she ever had back at home. She didn’t expect anything to seem familiar but it surprisingly was. It was like she never left.
She checked into her hotel and put down her suitcase and carry on. This would be the first time she’s ever apartment hunted here. Before, she already had a place and a roommate before she even arrived.
She received a message on her kakao from Natalie,
“Did you arrive yet?”
Victoria smiled as she replied, “Yes. You and your boyfriend don’t need to worry anymore now.”
“I’m not her boyfriend,” Isaac replied in their group chat, “Not yet anyway.”
“Shut up,” Natalie replied.
Victoria couldn’t help but laugh at the two of them, “Just stop messing around you two and just get together already!”
“Fat chance,” Natalie replied with a tongue emoji.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Isaac replied with about a dozen worried face emojis.
Victoria snickered and put her phone away to let them sort it out for themselves. She wanted peace for her walk anyway.
She left the hotel and let herself wander to wherever her feet would take her. She looked around at the stores, people walking to their destinations while she wasn’t sure what hers was yet. What made her decide to return here? She didn’t think to figure it, but it was finally time.
She stopped walking once she realized where her feet had taken her. She looked up at the familiar building, not quite sure what to feel. YG was the place she had wandered to. She simply stood there and stared at it for a minute or two, debating on whether she should try going in or not. Did she even feel ready to? It’s been so long, was there even a point anymore?
Jiyong shut down the computer and tossed his Gatorade bottle into the recycling on his way out of the room. Taeyang still hadn’t come back but it was okay since he felt like going home anyway. He planned on getting some well deserved rest just so he could wake up the next morning and work his butt off again and again like usual.
Jiyong took out his phone again as he walked towards the front doors, scrolling through comments on his Instagram. He didn’t even look up as he pushed the door open and walked out.
Victoria had turned around to leave. There was no point in being here. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and started walking away, trying to convince herself to never wander here again, not even to beg for her job back, she could easily find something else now.
Jiyong looked up to see which way he was supposed to go so he could remember where he parked his car. He suddenly froze when he spotted a girl with red hair walking away from the building. He tried to get a double take but he couldn’t get a good look at her face. He decided to try it.
“Victoria?” He called her name and to his happy surprise, she stopped. She slowly turned around, and there she was. It really was her. She had finally come back. He’s imagined this moment a thousand times in his head but now that it was actually happening, he had no idea what to feel.
“Hey.” She looked at him nervously, obviously feeling the same way he was right now.
“Hey.” He mimicked, seemingly in a daze just by being able to look at her face again. “You came back?”
“Today.” Victoria shrugged.
“What made you come back?”
“Oh well, I thought I would since my internship with this company recently ended, and I guess I sort of missed it here.”
“I see.” Jiyong nodded. “I’m preparing for a big world tour.”
“I know,” Victoria smiled sweetly, “I’ve been supporting your comeback.”
“Figures,” Jiyong smirked teasingly, “Do you still write in your diary about me too and stuff?”
His comment made Victoria laugh, “No.”
“That’s too bad.” He took a few steps closer, making them at arms length away now. “You know, red hair is a pain, how do you live with dying your hair that color all the time?”
Victoria shrugged again, “I don’t know. But I like the orange color, it suits you.”
“As does everything.” He grinned concededly.
She sighed as she smiled, “Yes, as does everything.”
Jiyong’s smiled changed from conceded to sincere. She couldn’t help but notice the way he was staring at her, as if admiring her in the most loving way possible, “I’ve really missed you.”
He nodded, stepping closer, “It’s really good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too.”
“Want to get some crappy coffee out of a vending machine?” Jiyong asked as he pointed his thumb back towards the YG building, “And maybe catch up a little?”
“Sure.” Victoria nodded and followed him into the building. He took her to the break room and got her and himself a coffee. They sat together and told each other what they’ve been up to for the past year. Jiyong’s doings of course were a little more obvious since he and the rest of BigBang released an albums following music videos and now an upcoming tour and all.
“Would you like to walk with me for a little bit?”
“Why not?” Victoria accepted and stood up with him. They walked around the building, continuing to tell the other some stories on what else they’ve been up to. Jiyong realized there was one more thing he forgot to ask.
“So, have you been seeing anyone?” He asked nervously.
Victoria shook her head, “Nope.”
“Really? What about that other guy? Was he mean?” Jiyong playfully punched his fist into his other hand, “Do I have to teach him another lesson?”
“No that’s okay,” She laughed at his silliness and he laughed with her, “What about you?”
“What about me?”
“Have you been seeing anyone?”
“Oh.” Jiyong shook his head, “Nope. It’s been just me for a while.”
It suddenly became awkwardly silent. They still slowly walked around together but didn’t say anything more. What should they do now? She hoped and hoped he would say something but he seemed to be nervous. What was he thinking about?
Jiyong suddenly paused, making her turn to look at him to see why he stopped walking.
“Hey, now that you’re back and everything,” Jiyong finally spoke, “Would it be okay if we met up again later or something?”
“Like, a date?”
To her surprise, he blushed as he shyly smiled, “Yeah, a date.”
She continued to tease him, “Like a real date?”
He laughed, “Yes like a real date!”
“Okay. I’ll see you later then.” Victoria gave him a shy smile in return and walked past him to go leave. He turned and watched her walk off, biting his lip as he thought about calling after her again. Should he? Did he want her to?
She did want him to. She thought about turning around and going back over to him but did he want her to do that? They already made this mistake once, messing around like this wasn’t what they needed to do anymore.
Just when she was about to stop and turn around, he finally called her.
“Hey Ri?” He called her by her nickname and she turned around.
It seemed like he wanted to say something else, something really important, but he held it in. I still love you more than anything. Just seeing you again makes me realize I never stopped, “It really was nice seeing you again.”
She nodded with a small smile, “You too.”
If that was all he wanted for right now then she figured it was best that she leave. It wasn’t like she wasn’t going to see him again, they already promised to meet up again later, but could they really wait that long after being apart like this? They finally got the time they needed, what was left? Only their own hesitation; fear of messing it all up again, fear that what they had would no longer be there, fear that it just wouldn’t be the same.
Once she was gone from his sight, he made up his mind. There was nothing to worry over anymore. It didn’t have to be the same and he didn’t want it to be. He wanted it to be better, and so it will be if they were both willing to try. He realized he couldn’t take being away from her for another moment. Enough time passed for all that.
Jiyong ran after her, never feeling more determination in his heart than right now.
Victoria stopped once she reached the door. She didn’t want to leave again or wait another moment. When she turned, she heard running footsteps who she soon saw was Jiyong. She sighed in relief and desperation. He did feel the same. She took her hand away from the door and ran after him too.
Their bodies clashed together but it was perfectly okay. His hands found her face and brought it to his in a passionate kiss. Feeling her lips against his again was better than he imagined. He wasn’t going to let go, not ever again.
He linked his arms around her and hoisted her up so she could envelop her legs around his waist. He bit his lip and smiled as he spun her around, hearing a giggle escape her throat.
He kissed her again,“For everything.”
Sure, it might not ever be perfect. But they were both now very willing to be okay with that.
A woman with a good left hook will always find a place in my heart.
Too often, we allow ourselves to believe that the world is a civilized place. It is not. I have always been inspired by heroines who defy the stereotype of frail femininity. At a subconscious level, they tell us that it is OK to hit back, to defend ourselves.
There is an ancient proverb that says “every rose has its thorns.” Generally, this is interpreted to mean that even things (or people) which appear to be perfect have their flaws, only I don’t agree that the thorn is a flaw. The thorn performs the vital function of protecting the rose. We women need to find our thorns.
When my stepdaughters were little, I showed them the martial arts film, The Heroic Trio, starring three kick-ass women. When my daughter was 12, we watched Tura Satana in Faster Pussycat Kill, Kill. When my elderly aunt came to visit me from Mexico, we watched The Long Kiss Goodnight with Geena Davis in the role of a lethal assassin named Charlie Baltimore. These experiences are memorable for me. We had shared a silent conspiracy, sparked by the pleasure of watching the girl beat the guys, for once. The women in those movies are bad-ass, physically strong and unapologetically aggressive. They are roses who have found their thorns.
Today, I’d like to share my unabashed love for these heroines, fictional and real. Here’s a first stem in a Valentine’s bouquet of my favorite roses.
Synopsis: Kwon Ji Yong. Better known as the one and only G Dragon. Party boy and superstar. As he becomes best friends with his stylist, Victoria, their best friend relationship soon turns into friends with benefits, and Ji Yong does everything he can to keep it a secret. This would mean seeing other people. But once Victoria’s first love and many other obstacles come into the picture, Ji Yong begins to feel like this relationship should be kept exclusive.
Every Rose Has it’s Thorn:
Victoria was never one to be easy. But by little by little he dirtied her. She wondered if things would have happened the same way if she had known his identity that night, the night she met him. The lights were dim, the music was loud, the alcohol was flowing through everyone’s veins, and her mind was lost. And he was there.
“I’m not even joking, my aunt got me this.” Victoria showed the diamond necklace to Sungah through web cam.
"Whoa, how much did that cost?“ Sungah asked, sitting on Ryeowook’s bed.
"I have no idea, but isn’t it awesome?” Victoria grinned. “You can send me my gift when I get myself over there. It takes forever to get across an entire ocean.”
"I promise, I’ll go shopping for you tomorrow.“ Sungah poked her screen. "You’re on the plane now?”
"Yeah. You wouldn’t believe how much stuff I had to get shipped over there before getting on this plane.“ Victoria took a sip of her drink. "I’ve been in this seat for ten hours straight, and I am dead.”
"You can’t die yet, you have a job to do when you get here.“ Sungah laughed, holding one of Ryeowook’s pillows.
"Oh yeah, you’re right.” Victoria rubbed the side of her head, shutting her eyes. “I’m going to have to deal with five men that Korea likes to call, Big Bang.”
"So pretty soon you’ll officially be G Dragon’s stylist. You just have to survive the rest of the way here.“
"Yeah. Wish me luck.”
There was a time when she was innocent, a time where she wouldn’t have even attempted to do the things she had done with him, or have the confidence she had when she was with him. But that changed when she met him. Him. Kwon Ji Yong.
"Missy, I literally just got here, I’m incredibly jet lagged, I don’t even like clubs!“ Victoria crashed on her new bed in the two bedroom apartment she’d now be sharing with her friend (and now co-worker), Missy.
"Come on, I don’t wanna go pick up cute guys all alone.” Missy whined, sitting next to her.
Missy was a pretty baby face with long platinum blonde hair, who just looked so good like apple pie. But she was not act how she appeared to be, which was obvious since she was well known back in Phoenix.
“Is that all you’ve been doing the entire four months you’ve been here?” Victoria took out her pony tail, letting her bright cherry red hair fall past her shoulders.
"No.“ Missy mumbled to herself. "I work too.”
Victoria raised an eyebrow at her. “You didn’t sleep with all the CEO’s again did you?”
"Of course not!“ Missy lied terribly. "You’re so quick to judge me.”
Victoria was too tired to care, and just buried her face in her pillow. “Just go clubbing by yourself. I wasn’t interested in Phoenix and I’m not any more interested here.”
Victoria didn’t fight her off but she did want sleep, and Missy obviously wasn’t going to let her get that.
"Go. Away.“ Victoria’s voice was muffled by the pillow.
"Victoria Light, if you don’t come with me right now then I’m telling your parents you had sex with your boss in order to get the job offer to come over here.”
Victoria shot her head up at her threat. “That was you not me!”
Victoria clenched her jaw and got up from the bed. "I hate you.”
"You’ll get over it.“
Missy was sporting a small, skin tight, and single strapped blue dress, while Victoria just wore a simple long sleeved but black dress, that was short at the legs and hugged her body in all the right places.
Going out to clubs and drinking was never Victoria’s thing. She didn’t absolutely hate it per say, it was just something she didn’t feel the need to do often. It was something that she would do with Missy maybe once a year, which didn’t stop Missy from going every week or more.
Victoria could hear the music blaring as she stood in line. It was freezing outside, but she was close to the front of the line already. She wrapped her arms around herself as she moved forward, and once she’s in, her eyes have to adjust to the sudden darkness. There are multicolored flashing lights on the dance floor, but they are not bright enough to reach beyond that. It was very crowded that night.
As she made her way to the bar, dancing sweaty bodies pressed and rubbed up against her. She could feel their eyes on her and Missy as they passed. She always felt a little out of place at places like these, but thanks to Missy, she would just have to go with it. After a drink or two, Missy wandered off with some rich guy sitting next to them, Victoria not wanting to go too deep into thought on what they would be doing at the back of the building.
Great, now I’m all alone. She thought about texting Sungah but she didn’t know what to say. Should she ask her to pick her up, come join her there for company (since obviously Missy was occupied at the moment), or just text her for the sake of not looking like a complete loner? She was now completely over tired, not feeling the need to sleep anymore. She decided to take her Missy frustration out by downing more and more drinks to the point where she was off her ass drunk.
In a matter of minutes, she was sweating on the dance floor, but it felt so good. Her body moved to the rhythm of the music, which contained mostly of dubstep remixes and rap. Someone, a guy, who was just as drunk as she was, was watching her. He pushed past the few people that were in his way, making his move towards her.
He came up behind her and gently put his hands on her hips, pulling her close so she could move smoothly against him. She just went with it, her mind to clouded by alcohol to care about who he was. She grinded against his front, her body like a soft wave against his. He turned her around so he could see what he could of her pretty face, one of the red lights up above really putting emphasis of color to her hair.
His hands traveled to her butt, something Victoria would’ve minded a little more if she were sober, especially when his lips touched her sensitive neck. She put one arm around his shoulders while the other softly stroked his short-platinum blonde hair. His lips traveled up her neck to her jaw, making their sweet way to her ear.
"Let’s get out of here.“ He purred into her ear. She was very more than willing to, just for tonight.
She left with him, not caring about Missy. She’ll probably be home the next morning or maybe not. Those were problems that made them being roommates back in America not work out. They hitched a taxi, bringing them back to her apartment. During the ride there, his hand touched up her thigh, while his other hand played with her hair.
"You look familiar.” She looked at him with lust filled eyes.
"I think names can be saved for now.“ He whispered into her ear. She couldn’t help but feel like his voice was a little familiar, like she had definitely heard it before. "Tonight, I’m just some guy.”
Victoria giggled as she bit her lip. “I’m okay with that.”
They both rushed into her apartment, not wanting to waste any more time then they already had. Kissing him feverishly as soon as they shut the front door, her hands explored his body gently. Touching his arms, shoulders, chest, back, neck, not leaving a speck untouched. His hands were wandering too. From her shoulders, to her waist, then her butt.
The kiss began to get a little more heated as he breathed harder and used more and more of his talented tongue. The slick muscle was so wet and dominate.
Her fingers ran through his hair and they both knew exactly where to go next. They walked, still locking lips, into her bedroom. Once they were standing by the bed, he shoved her onto the bed, climbing right on top of her He kissed her again, so passionately, using his tongue to explore every inch of her mouth. And damn was he a good kisser! She quickly sat up to unzip her dress, which he gladly helped pull off, throwing it elsewhere, revealing pale smooth skin. As the stranger’s hands slowly glided up her body, she couldn’t help but get goosebumps, shuddering at his at his touch.
"You’re so sensitive.“ The handsome stranger smirked, his lips brushing against hers. "I like it.”
"Maybe it’s just you.“
"Maybe it’s just me.” He mimicked before locking lips with her again.
Neither could take it anymore, so they both sat up and worked together to remove his button up plaid shirt, following his jeans. It wasn’t long until they were bare naked with their hearts pounding against each other.
"I really need this.“ He whispered into her neck, breathing heavily as he lifted her leg, putting it around him. His hand stroked her smooth thigh, and she could feel his hard length against her, making her skin heat up, making her heart beat faster.
"I can feel your heart.” He purred, pushing his chest against her own. “Do you feel mine?”
After one last kiss, he wasted no more time pushing himself inside her, making her feel so warm inside. Keeping his hand on her thigh, he kept her leg up against him as he gradually quickened his pace in and out. With each thrust, their breathing became quicker and heavier.
"You’re so beautiful.“ He panted, his grip on her thigh tightening.
He began groaning and moaning, enjoying this like it was the last time we would get this chance.
With all her strength, she reached up slightly to give him one more kiss as they lost themselves in the steaming moment. The faster he went, hitting that right spot, the closer they both got. Their moans got louder, his groans getting more fierce.
They had climaxed simultaneously, her nails digging into his shoulders, making him hiss into his orgasm. His tight grip on her thigh will most likely leave bruises. A reminder of his fingers, pressing into her skin because of their sudden encounter. He collapsed next to her, breathing heavily, along with her. He was sweating, and his heart was racing. As he gathered himself, savoring each and every moment he was sharing with this lovely stranger, she also caught her breath.
He would most likely be gone in the morning, as if it never happened. She’ll never see him, this stranger, again. This had to be the number one reason of why she hated going to clubs.
Victoria woke the next morning to the other side of the bed empty, which she sadly expected. She didn’t even get a name from him, not like he wanted to tell her anyway. She could barely remember his face, but she did remember what he made her feel that night. It was like heaven.
Her hair was a mess, and her body was slightly sore. Her body was cover with her bed sheet, that wasn’t there the night before. Had he put it there? If that was the case, it was rather sweet. Too bad she won’t be seeing him again.
Rubbing her tired eyes, she looked to her left to see her phone sitting on her end table. Picking it up, she looked at the time to see that her alarm had been shut off, and she was late for her first day at the company!
"Oh god!” Victoria smacked herself on the head, sprinting out of bed and getting ready as fast as she could. She only had time to throw on the dress she wore the night before, since it was the closest in reach. Missy wasn’t there. She was going to kill her when she meets her at the YG building, no doubt.
She straight up jumped into a taxi, begging for him to go as fast as he could. She didn’t care if she overpaid him when she got out because she had no time to care about that. She sprinted to the door and inside, trying to find the right room she needed to be in. She found Yang Hyun-Suk’s office and accidently slammed herself into the closed door because she was running so fast. She brushed it off and opened the door, walking inside as she caught her breath.
"It’s about time you showed up.“ Yang Hyun-Suk laughed a little at his desk. "Rough morning?”
"A little bit.“ Victoria replied, still trying to return her breathing to a normal pace.
Victoria saw his secretary standing by his desk picking up paperwork, that person being Missy. If only she could kill her in front of their boss, right?
As soon as Missy walked past her, she grabbed her arm to have a quick word.
"Did you come home last night?” Victoria whispered to her.
"Yeah.“ Missy answered. "You looked like you had some fun if you know what I mean.”
"Did you shut off the alarm on my phone?“
"Of course I did. You seemed so out of it, I didn’t wanna wake you.”
"Missy!“ Victoria tried not to yell. "You know I need that to wake up in the morning! And maybe if you let me sleep last night instead of dragging me to some club this wouldn’t have happened!”
"I don’t see why you’re complaining.“ Missy smirked. "I thought you would be all happy sunshine because you got into bed with him.”
"Him?“ Victoria was curious as to why she put so much emphasis on the word.
"Oh, you don’t remember, do you?” Missy raised her eyebrows in surprise at the realization. “Well this is awkward.”
"Why is it awkward?“ Victoria was incredibly confused as to what was happening.
"Victoria, I want you to formally meet the idols you’ll be working for.” Yang Hyun-Suk stood from his desk, approaching the door. “You can come in now.”
Missy awkwardly stepped back a little to make room near the doorway, clutching the files to her chest. The door opened and in came five young men, one in particular having, platinum blonde hair.
Victoria’s eyes went wide, as did his at the sight of each other. She recognized him all right, but not in the way she wanted. This couldn’t be happening. He knew exactly who she was.
"Boys, this is Victoria Light, she’ll be your new stylist.“ Yang Hyun-Suk gestured to Victoria.
She already knew she would be working for Big Bang, but she was not expecting this kind of aftermath from the night before.
The handsome stranger, the man she had slept with the night before, was Kwon Ji Yong.
Pansy Parkinson x Daphne Greengrass // “Every rose has its thorn.”
for themalfoymanner because I know you love them and it’s 4am and all I can think about is how important you are to me, how much you’ve changed my life, and I felt the overwhelming need to give you something.
I need assistance: I'm planning on drawing a Sangwoo valentine but i have no ideas on what the heck to draw or write. Help?
I’m flattered you’d come to me for guidance, but I’m the worst possible person to approach about genuine Valentines/romantic advice/ideas. I will offer you this however -
Sangwoo has a hand reaching out in that classic “come with me, take my hand” pose. He is grinning with a rose between his teeth, there is blood spilling out from his mouth as the thorns from the stem have torn him up a bit, the caption reads “Every rose has its thorn”. Throw in “be my valentine” or some shit to make it sweet, or whatever.