title: before the apocalypse
word count: ~ 2 000 words
disclaimer: The characters are not mine sadly; only the plot is.
This is the other piece I wrote for the Big Bang Comment Fic Fest, which I highly encourage all who are interested in writing about Big Bang to join. Inspired by the prompt, and also by the urge to write something about the world ending. I guess I'm just weird like that.
Prompt by cuz_im_a_vip:
Kiss me, as if the world would end afterwards
Kiss me, and kiss by kiss turn the world upside down.
Kiss me, without reason, because the heart desires it.
And I'll always be with you.
- 'Besame', Camila
Seungri loses track of time, crouching there while he cries.
But then he feels a sudden warmth, realises that someone has wrapped him in their embrace and he looks up to see Jiyong's features, looking at him with concern etched on his face.
"Hyung," he croaks and Jiyong breaks into a relieved smile despite the bruises and cuts on his pale face. Seungri lets out a small sound and buries his face in the crook of his lover's neck, sobbing loudly - this time in genuine joy.
"How?" he breathes and Jiyong chuckles.
"I had to see you," is Jiyong's simple reply and a gush of love fills Seungri's heart as his hold on his lover tightens.
Around them, the earth vibrates unrelentingly and flames begin to blaze the earth. Seungri lifts his head just in time to see waters beginning to swallow everything in sight and shivers.
"Are you scared, baby?" Jiyong murmurs, stroking Seungri's back and Seungri nods timidly.
Jiyong's smile is fearless. "I'm here, baby. You don't have to be scared anymore."
Seungri doesn't protest when Jiyong leads him to the edge of the chasm. Unable to prevent himself from looking away, Seungri looks at the bottom of the abyss, an infinite legion of darkness. Jiyong's hand is tight in his and Seungri is sure that they make a fine vision, two figures painted against the canvass of such devastation.
Jiyong's thumb traces comforting circles on Seungri's hand. "We're going to die, you know that, right?" and Seungri, overcome, nods.
A peaceful smile curves on Jiyong's lips before his warm fingertips caress Seungri's cheek lightly, cupping Seungri to him. And then Jiyong's lips are on his, leading him in a kiss that is fierce and desperate; salty and full of love. Seungri responds hungrily, moving against his beloved as the implications of Jiyong's choice washes over him; knowing that this is, in all certainty, the last time they'd be doing this. So Seungri takes hungrily, gives with as much passion as he can summon and breaks beneath Jiyong's questing lips. Wetness rolls down his cheeks as he struggles to hold onto Jiyong; to this; to them. And with a soft sigh, Jiyong parts from him and still cupping his face, soothes away the tears.
"We'll be together soon," Jiyong promises, and Seungri believes him.
With a certain degree of peace, Seungri surveys the area around him, watches as the sky turns darker, illuminated only by the flames and ice falling from the heavens; as floods inch closer with each breath; as thunder and lightning compliment one another in a symphony about to reach its peak.
Jiyong's fingers tighten over his.
"I'm ready when you are," Jiyong says quietly, and with his heart in his eyes, Seungri leans in to steal one last kiss.
They look at the chasm before them, and then at each other.
"Okay," Seungri says and then he crushes Jiyong in his embrace and his legs are stepping into nothingness. Jiyong holds onto him as gravity claims them, with a smile on his lips as they hold onto each other the best that they can.
There is a certain peace now, that Jiyong is following him into the dark. Seungri closes his eyes at the certainty that Jiyong is there with him now; will always be there with him.
His last thought before he succumbs to the blackness seeping into his vision is that Jiyong's kiss tastes bittersweet, an 'I love you' borne of the end of days.