Panda

“Are you ready?” Jiyong asked brightly, despite the pout on his son’s face and the apprehension on his husband’s. Nobody wanted to go outside right now, not with the cameras out there, the paparazzi. They seemed to never leave the Lee family alone these days, keeping up with one of the biggest scandals in the kpop industry. Some people still insisted that this must all still be a joke and that Jiyong and Seungri would return to YG and become artists again. That just wasn’t going to happen, but right now was more about Shiitake’s first day of school. Everyone wanted pictures of him in his uniform, which was admittedly really fucking cute. Jiyong didn’t blame them, but Seungri didn't like the exposure. Shiitake didn’t mind it so much, but he didn’t like how the uniform looked so that created a problem.

“I look stupid,” the little boy insisted, pouting even more heavily, which probably made Seungri more likely to suggest that they just homeschool him from now on, but Jiyong stood up after adjusting his little tie and jacket.

“You look great, you’re gonna be amazing.” Jiyong kissed his son’s head. “I know you will. Come on.” He took Shiitake’s hand and Seungri’s hand as well, which was when he looked up at his maknae, grinning. Ri smiled back at him a little lopsided, which just made Jiyong beam brighter at him. “We can do it. We’ve gone through worse, right?” he joked.

He held Seungri’s hand with his ring hand, the hand that didn’t have a ring but instead had a tattoo of the word “forever” on his finger. It always felt more solidified as a tattoo, instead of a ring. Forever. He’d meant it then and still meant it now- nothing had changed between them. He leaned forward and kissed his lips, wanting to say “I love you” but knowing that just them looking at each other was enough. Eye-contact between him and his angel was always the most powerful thing in the universe to him.

I'll always love you forever too, sweetheart. No matter what. I promise.