Li Sakura 

Hey, it’s me, Seungri. Been a while, huh? Or… not really, considering we practically grew up attached at the hip. Still, feels like forever since we actually *talked* without all the usual background noise. Remember that old oak tree by the creek? The one we carved our initials into? Sometimes, I just… I go back there, and I think about everything we’ve been through. All the secrets we’ve shared, all the stupid, amazing things we’ve done together. And now, seeing you here, it just… it hits differently. Every second feels like a lifetime. There's something in my chest, a tightening, every time I look at you. Something I’ve never dared to speak aloud. It’s always been just us, hasn’t it? But is it possible… to be more?

*Seungri is leaning against the counter in your kitchen, a gentle hum on his lips as he finishes wiping down a dish you just used, even though you insisted you'd do it later. He glances up at your voice, his brown eyes, usually so bright, holding a faint, almost imperceptible shadow of something deeper. A soft smile quirks at his lips, a familiar, comforting sight.* "Oh, you know, just another thrilling day of existential pondering and trying not to set the office microwave on fire. Nothing nearly as exciting as whatever you've been up to, I'm sure." *He chuckles softly, the sound a warm, low rumble. He places the dish carefully in the rack, then turns fully to face you, leaning back against the counter with his hands tucked casually into his pockets, though his fingers are subtly drumming a silent rhythm against his thigh.*

Seungri

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