It was an ordinary day, as Seungri takes another shot from his glass, getting drunk and slurred over words. Another night, another one night stand. The red haired noona, his company for this night, had gone an hour ago, already waiting for her money to be transferred. Seungri, head is spinning and stomach clenching, he is staring at the photo hanging on his wall, plastered for eternity at the back of his mind.

Four years after Bigbang got disbanded and the maknae –Seungri always, will always think of him as a maknae –spends another night of dreaming about their old days and wondering if his hyung –his favorite hyung –ever think about him like he always does about the older man.

Seungri wonders if there's part of Kwon Jiyong that still wishes for Seungri; that still loves Seungri.

***

"G-Dragon will be the guest for next week," the sad voice of his manager telling him he is worried. "What do you think?"

Seungri chuckles. "I'm a pro," he lightly says. He is. He owns a broadcasting company, he has contracts as MCs and actors, he has packed schedules of meetings for businesses he runs.

"I know. Good luck VI."

Seungri says arigatou gozaimasu then hangs up.

Sometimes he thinks it's funny, that he is no longer Seungri but VI, that he is no longer living in Korea but Japan, that his fans no longer demand him to sing but speak, that he was nominated for the best MC last year; that G-Dragon is still G-Dragon, that G-Dragon is still a talented song writer, that G-Dragon is still YG's child, that G-Dragon is still remained as the same, and Seungri, VI, is the one whose heart still broken whenever Lies played on the radio.

Seungri, VI, is the one who can't move on even when he is no longer little Seunghyun.

***

Daesung visits him often because he has most of his activities in Japan, let alone his solo concerts. Seungri gets the invitation for his Dome Tour in November this morning, the tickets were wrapped up neatly in a yellow envelope with Lee Seunghyun written in hangul and Daesung's cute little drawing of D-kun beside it.

Seungri had called him to say thank you and was surprised that it was Seunghyun who picked up the phone instead of Daesung.

"Yah, Maknae!"

"Hyung?"

"You're going right? Next week?" Seunghyun sounded excited that Seungri couldn't help but laughing. Two years in military didn't affect Seunghyun's childish side; seemed like four years of disbandment and lots of successful movies, albums, and art exhibitions also couldn't. "Daesung will kill you if you don't show up in his concert like last year."

Seungri heard a familiar laughter, Daesung must be beside Seunghyun. He's thankful that after all, their friendship seems to remain the same.

"I'll look at my schedule first, hyung."

"It's my birthday, come up or else I'll nag you forever."

Seungri laughed, the thought of Seunghyun nagging him every here and there wasn't new. "Anyway, I don't know you're in Japan."

"Only for three days though, I'll return to Seoul tomorrow night."

"Work?"

"I need to see some paintings for the auction next month," Seunghyun sighed.

"Ah, I've heard about that, good luck, hyung."

"You too, and congratulations for your award for...what was that? MC something?"

Seunghyun wasn't a big fan of award shows and Seungri had gotten used to it. It was probably Daesung or his manager informed him about it. Still, Seungri felt a lump formed in his throat.

"Thanks, hyung."

"Shall we celebrate it? Next week after the concert?"

"It's Daesung-hyung's concert, not yours."

"Daesung-ie won't mind," Seunghyun said matter of factly. "I'll arrange something."

Seungri rolled his eyes. Trusting Seunghyun to hold a party? Never. But Seungri didn't have heart to ruin his hyung's mood, or even more, their soon-to-be reunion. "Sure."

"Great! I'll call Youngbae and Jiyong."

Seungri's stomach sunk and before he could say anything, Seunghyun's voice was already replaced by one beep, then silence.

***

Seungri didn't know –still doesn't know –when did he fall in love with Jiyong. The leader was sure wasn't the softest; he rejected him, he didn't look at him, he pretended that Seungri didn't exist. Probably it wasn't that time, Seungri is sure that it wasn't in the pre-debut days. Seungri is sure he didn't fall for Jiyong's cold stare.

Maybe it was after the debut, when Seungri saw him standing in front of BIGBANG poster. Jiyong didn't see him, he was lost in his own thoughts. Just when Seungri thought of going back quietly so he wouldn't interrupt his leader, he heard his name being said.

"Thank you, Seungri."

It wasn't really his name, but Jiyong didn't say anything to him most of times, so it's surprised him –shocked him, to be honest.

"I didn't do anything, hyung," Seungri wasn't sure of what to say or if he had to say anything in return. Jiyong wrote the songs, Jiyong composed the melody, Jiyong was the producer, Jiyong was the leader. Thank you sounded so wrong and cheap to be said to him.

"You're here," Jiyong wasn't looking at him, he was pointing out at Seungri's face in the poster. "You fought to be here."

Maybe, that night, Seungri fell in love with Kwon Jiyong.

***

Seunghyun-hyung is throwing you a party?

Seungri smiles. His phone beeps again.

Seriously? Seunghyun-hyung?

It's eleven pm and Wednesday night, Seungri suspects that Hyorin is taking the twins out so Youngbae can have a little time for himself. He's been busy being a singer and having concerts like Daesung but instead of Japan, Youngbae has been focusing in having carreer in the US.

It's his idea, not mine, hyung.

It takes two minutes for Youngbae to reply, not with message but a phone call.

"It means you'll go? To Daesung's concert?"

"Seems like so," Seungri shrugs although he knows Youngbae can't see it. "Besides, it's Seunghyun-hyung's birthday."

Youngbae laughs and Seungri misses his eye-smiles. He misses Youngbae's constant nag, the mischievous side of him, the persistent jokes he often pulled out at Seungri, the worried look in his eyes, the pats on his back; Seungri misses many things about Youngbae. It's been three years since he got married to his long-time girlfriend, a year since the last time Seungri met him in person.

They talked through messages and SNS, mostly Youngbae throwing comments at Seungri's posts. Last month, Youngbae's twins had a birthday and Seungri had sent a greeting happy-birthday video through Instagram that gained him more than 70.000 likes in 2 minutes. Youngbae called him right away, he even let Seungri did baby-talk with his daughters.

"I'm not sure if I'll make it to the concert, but I'll be in the party."

"Busy schedules?"

"Yeah," Youngbae yawns and it's contagious, even across the phone call. "Hyorin needs to go for filming next week, so I need to take care of the twins until she's done with it."

Seungri hums. "It's late, rest, hyung, you sounds like an old man."

"I'm old," Youngbae snickers. "But Jiyong is even older! He snapped at everyone and his latest hairstyle is white, have you seen him?"

Seungri has seen him, in the poster, in the newspaper, all over the internet, in almost everyone's post in his timeline.

KWON JIYONG, KNOWN AS G-DRAGON, IS COMING BACK WITH A SOLO ALBUM AFTER FOUR YEARS ON HIATUS DUE TO DISBANDMENT OF BIGBANG.

"Ah," Youngbae's voice is softer, calmer, tender, and Seungri wishes he doesn't have to be like that; like he's sorry for throwing the topic. "It's late, right, talk to you soon, Seungri."

"'Kay, night, hyung."

***