♡ at the seams
♡ yg/jk
♡ prince yg, tailor jk, falling in love, inspired by barbie princess & the pauper + cinderella + cosette from les mis
♡ prince yg was wonderful, jk thought, and he loved nothing more than clothing him.
♡ ao3.org/works/62399254

audge …….. i feel faint

“also, they were /not/ hot, /you/ are hot and they were just some guys, why would you ever be jealous when /you/ are the one that gets to—“

jgk is grinning when he says, “hyung. shut up. i’m not mad anymore. i just really miss you now. when are you gonna come see me?”

sj just stares at him.

“first of all, army all /know/ i’m a slut. second, i am not ‘thrilled!’ i’m just…not mad about it!”

he’s pouting now as he rambles, pointing his finger at the camera as if jgk could feel his wrath via facetime.

jgk watches and nods along, too distracted by how much he loves him to really listen.

hearing it makes jgk feel the tiniest bit better, and the corners of his mouth turn up before he can stop himself.

“i just wish you wouldn’t look so thrilled about it,” he mopes, “army all think you’re a slut.”

sj makes an unintelligible noise and jgk properly giggles this time.

sj chokes on the beginning of his sentence at jgk’s last little comment.

“/baby/,” he tries, “you have to know that hyung wouldn’t want anyone to do that…like /that/…except for you. do you really think i’d rather it be anyone else in the world? are you crazy?”

“ah, don’t say things like this—“

jgk sits up in his chair, eyebrows furrowed.

“i’d give anything just to look at you properly without a screen, you know that. but to throw you around and get you all worked up? that’s for me. not for them,” he insists, “…and also they’re hot.”

jgk is not laughing.

“alright, no more teasing. hyung is really sorry, i should’ve thought about how you would feel about this,” sj tells him.

“they don’t even know how lucky they are to be in the same room as you, let alone touching you.”

sj’s ears start turning red and he slowly shuts his eyes.

jgk rolls his eyes, fidgeting with the sleeves of his uniform.

“i hate that they got to touch you and make you smile and i’m stuck here watching it,” he confesses quietly.

“so no cucking scenes when you get back, got it…” he watches jgk scowl and adds, “i’m teasing! i’m just kidding!”

he rubs his face tiredly and finally makes eye contact.

“i’m sorry, gguk-ah, really. i didn’t know you were really bothered, i wouldn’t have laughed.”

“yes you would’ve,” jgk corrects, and sj smiles guiltily.

“okay, maybe a little! but it’s just because i forget how sweet you are.”

sj starts laughing after his stunned silence, and jgk clenches his jaw.

“oh, sweetheart,” he coos, “my baby. i should’ve known, hyung should’ve known you’d get jealous!”

jgk suddenly feels a deep urge to disappear into thin air.

“hyungnim, don’t, i really didn’t like it,” he mumbles.

sj stares at him for a few seconds until it clicks.

“oh my god, jgk-ah, you are not serious right now. that’s really why you’re pouting?”

jgk can feel his cheeks flush as he nods.

“you really liked it! you liked getting thrown around by those guys!” he whines indignantly.