Ok, so here is another chapter of this long ass dream that I have been having for a while.
sorry it has taken me so long.
now, as we all know. I do not these men personally aside from in my dreams, and I am unsure if these boys would even do half the things that I have dreamt. all photos and gifs are not my own, and credit goes to original owners, whomever they may be.... links to pervious long ass chapters are down below.
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5
“It’s up to you, but since Omma named you head of household, there is no changing that. What I want to know is how in the hell did she know it would be you?” she asked the air in the room.“Choi… S-s-sehyun” your sleeping voice whispered. “Choi S-s-s-she. Hyun. Chebal. Aniya. Sarang Saram Doh. Chebal.” “OH MY GOD DID EOMEONI JUST SAY SHE LOVES TOP-HYUNG?” he said surprised that you were even talking, and in Korean for that matter. H ran out of the room. “TOP! TOP! HYUNG, she says she loves you, I mean … she is talking while asleep, but she is wanting you there, Hyung, you have to hear this. It’s wonderful, Eomeoni she knows you are here.” JiYong said in a voice now breathless.With that news, TOP ran into the room. “Hey, I’m here, I didn’t leave. I’m here baby I’m here… and no need to worry, Paul is gone. He left… I got you. I got you my heart.” He said to your face while holding and stroking your hand. “Choi S-se Hyun… chebal. Paul… baby… Ahni Ka.” The look of what the fuck on everyone’s face, was one of disbelief. “Is she really talking to you Hyung? I mean, can she hear you, us? And what does she want with that asshole he left her.” Quipped Seungri and Tae-Yang.“Ahni.” You whispered. “Chebal, baby. Lost. Hidden. Me.” You said.“HOLY FUCK is the baby still alive and you don’t know where he is?” said the 22 yr. old.“Yeobo my baby brother. Please…” she cried.“I’m on it…” Ji answered. “YG. I need a flight to America. San Diego. The best Investigator. All access to files regarding my mother in law and this hospital ___H/N______.” JiYong said into the phone.“Kwon JiYong, is there something I should know? You are moving quite swiftly with this situation, and are you sure this is what you want?”“It’s already done. I will call you when I want the announcement to be made.” He replied. “But first things first. I need to find someone… It’s imperative!” he finished.“As you wish, but will not lie in saying that I am not worried…” YG said.“As you should be, as you should be.” JiYong hung up the phone. “Lee Seung-Hyun they are your responsibility until I return. Can you do this?” “Hyung. Ye. I got this.” Seungri answered.“Call me if there are many changes.” Ji said.“Ye Hyung ““Yeobo, I will return with answers.” Ji says to his wife.“May I speak with you outside for a moment Kwon JiYong- ssi?” His wife asked.He held her hand as he led her Outside of the room.“Ji, I know it is easy for you to move around and get things done. But Omma, if he is alive. And you can prove it. How are you planning on getting him back here? I mean it took Omma 4 years to get enough to get our passports and visas.” She was worried. And with due justification. “I just don’t want to open a new wound for her, knowing she may never get back to him… Korea was a one way trip for her, we know she is sick. But it’s not been easy, she has been trying to get here… I guess to find you. And well we aren’t even married yet.” She said.“No. But we are registered. I did that 30 days ago. When I made the choice… your mother is relentless. And sent official copies of all your documents, along with passport photos, so you have a new passport with my last name…” he smiled that killer smile and huffed. All he had to do was shout like Tarzan.“I don’t know Ji, something just doesn’t feel right. I just got you, and, now this.” She said to her husband.“I understand. I do but if this child is alive. Maybe we can find some answers to why Eomeoni is sick. Will you allow me this pleasure?” he asked looking into her deep brown eyes. Meaning to take her home, and begin to make things official.“Please hurry home.” She answered.