Lollipops

I think I adore the two of them. Sorry, readers, you're just going to have to put up with my obsession. It portrays them well - GD's the childish one, and TOP is the serious one. Not that they're not both weird... But it's so hilarious. And absolutely adorable!

http://www.crunchyroll.com/group/TOP_and_Gdragon/photos/4303292900

http://www.crunchyroll.com/group/TOP_and_Gdragon/photos/4303292898

Okay, fine, I feel bad. I'll write a short character sketch/situation…. Wait! This is a muse. Inspired by the above pictures (and the one with GD perched on top of TOP). With lots of my own imagination.  

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                “I want the lollipop!” his little brother cried, eyeing the swirled candy. Dressed in a purple sweater to protect him from the cold, the younger of the two emanated a vibrancy that can only be described as anticipation and unbridled excitement for the sugary treat. “Can I have it? Can I have it please?” His brown eyes shined with absolute desire for nothing else in the world, and he bounced up and down in place.

                The older one, dressed in odd pink cardigan paired with a polka dotted button up shirt, sighed. Despite his stern and intimidating countenance, he had a soft spot for his little brother. Why else would he go out in an outfit that caused him to be looked at like he was insane? It’s not like he chose it. No, his little brother wanted to “match”. “Purple matches pink,” the child insisted with an innocent earnestness. And obviously, the aqua bow tie and giant watch matched too. He really couldn’t say no. Not when his little brother gave him that puppy eyed stare. “The candy’s going to rot your beautiful pearly whites,” he countered.

                “But, but…” The younger one stared up with sad eyes. “I promise that I’ll brush my teeth the second we get home! Really, I promise!” He gave his polka dotted brother a cheeky grin. He loved his big brother – he was protective and kind, and gave him everything he wanted! He couldn’t ask for more.

                A severe face glanced down at the little boy warily. He’s starting to realize his own power over me, isn’t he… He once again sighed, realizing his own predicament. “Okay, okay, but just this time. And you definitely have to brush when we get home.” He had lost this battle, just like every one that came before it and every one that will come later.

                “Yaaaay!” Licking a lollipop the size of his head, he took his big brother’s hand, and they strolled off. “I love you big brother,” he added, with a smile that contained the sparkle of youth.

                The older one gave his brother a rare smile, and ruffled his hair. “I know, but don’t think that’s going to get you out of brushing your teeth when we get home…”