get away

When Su You successfully submitted the finalized project report and received high praise from senior management, she felt a tremendous weight lifted off her shoulders. Almost simultaneously, G-Dragon's "REBIRTH" world tour finally came to a perfect close at the Tokyo Dome. Months of travel, pressure, and separation seemed to have come to a halt at this moment.

At the after-party following the final concert, amidst the bustling crowd, G-Dragon sent Su You a short message: "It's over. I miss you."

Almost instantly upon receiving the message, Su You dialed his video call. On the other end of the screen, his face still bore traces of stage makeup, his eyes reflecting deep exhaustion, yet also a sense of relief and emptiness after completing a tremendous challenge. The background was filled with boisterous cheers and the clinking of glasses.

"Congratulations, a perfect ending." Su You's voice came through the microphone, carrying a smile and a hint of barely perceptible heartache.

“Hmm.” Kwon Ji-yong looked at her, his eyes focused. “Shall we… go for a walk? Just the two of us.”

Without much discussion, they tacitly decided on Jeju Island as their destination. It held so many private memories for them, a perfect refuge away from the hustle and bustle of Seoul. G-Dragon cancelled all subsequent celebrations and media interviews, and Su You quickly cleared her schedule for the following week. This time, there was no team, no assistants, just the two of them—a true escape, one that belonged only to them.

The plane landed at Jeju International Airport, and the salty, warm sea breeze instantly enveloped them. Both were dressed in their most comfortable hoodies and sweatpants, wearing matching baseball caps in different colors, looking like any ordinary young couple. They had rented a low-key SUV, which G-Dragon drove himself, rolling down the windows to let the air, filled with the scent of citrus blossoms and seaweed, fill the cabin.

Instead of choosing a luxury hotel, they checked into a secluded villa on the quiet coast of Aewol-eup. The villa had a private courtyard and an infinity pool facing the sea, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering a view of the boundless, azure ocean that shimmered like diamonds in the sunlight.

"Finally...it's quiet." Kwon Ji-yong put down his simple luggage, hugged Su You from behind as she took deep breaths on the balcony, rested his chin on her neck, and let out a long sigh of relief. The tension that had been building for months finally relaxed completely at this moment.

Su You nestled against him, feeling the warmth of his chest and the steady beat of his heart. She closed her eyes, listening to the relentless lapping of the waves against the shore. "Yes, it's quiet now," she whispered in response. All the reports, data, the stage, the applause... were shut out by this sea.

Here, time seems to stretch out and slow down.

In the early morning, they would wake up naturally to the sound of the waves. Kwon Ji-yong would go to the kitchen first, clumsily but earnestly preparing a simple breakfast—toasted bread, fried eggs, a fruit platter, and Jeju citrus juice. Su You would brew a pot of hot tea, and the two of them would sit on the terrace facing the sea, slowly eating and watching the sun slowly rise from the horizon, painting the sky and sea a magnificent orange-red. There were no urgent itineraries to rush to, only endless chatter, or simply sitting quietly side by side, enjoying this tranquility.

In the mornings, they would ride rented bicycles aimlessly along the Rainbow Road along the coastline. When they got tired, they would find a roadside café to sit down, he would drink his Americano, she would order her latte, and they would share a slice of local peanut ice cream. Sometimes they would encounter fans who recognized them, and they would nod and smile amicably, occasionally signing autographs if asked, but most of the time, people respected their privacy.

Once, at a remote citrus farm, they learned to pick citrus fruits from the enthusiastic farmer. Kwon Ji-yong, like a curious child, was interested in everything and almost slipped off the low ladder, startling Su You who quickly caught him. The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter. The baskets were filled with golden fruit, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance.

Afternoons belong to laziness and creation. G-Dragon would sit on the soft carpet in the villa's living room with his guitar, casually strumming the strings and jotting down scattered melodic inspirations. There was no pressure of an album, no constraints of style; only pure music flowing. Su You would lean back on the sofa beside him, reading a novel she had brought, or simply watching his focused profile and listening to improvised, melody-less pieces, feeling that this was the most beautiful aspect of life.

Sometimes, they would jump into the cool infinity pool together, playing and splashing like children, the water shimmering in the sunlight. Or, they would simply lie side by side on the poolside lounge chairs, wearing sunglasses, thinking of nothing, letting time slip through their fingers.

At night, they would drive to the nearby seafood market, select the freshest catch, and bring it back to the villa. G-Dragon would put on an apron and show off his skills—after honing his culinary skills in a "cooking workshop," his seafood cooking techniques were quite impressive. By candlelight, facing a table of food they had prepared themselves, accompanied by a glass of local rice wine, they could chat until late. They would talk about the funny and embarrassing moments from their tour, the harrowing crisis behind the think tank project, their vague visions of the future, and also… the "Little Dragon" project, which had been temporarily shelved but never forgotten.

"When we get old, let's buy a house here?" G-Dragon said suddenly, looking out the window at the dark sea under the moonlight.

“Okay.” Su You nodded and intertwined her fingers with his. “We’ll watch the sunrise and sunset every day and listen to the sea while daydreaming.”

This holiday is not just a physical rest, but also a deep healing of the soul and a reconnection of emotions.

One evening, they were strolling along a secluded coastline. The setting sun cast long shadows of them. G-Dragon suddenly stopped, turned around, and faced Su You.

“Yuzu, thank you.” His expression was earnest. “Thank you for taking such good care of the home while I was running around the world. And thank you… for solving such a huge problem all by yourself when I couldn’t see it.” He was referring to the crisis in her project, which he had been powerless to help at the time, but he had always kept in mind.

Su You shook her head and squeezed his hand: "You are the same. Shining on stage makes me feel that no matter where I am or what I am doing, I am full of energy." She paused, looking into his eyes, "We are both working hard on our own battlefields, and then returning to each other to recharge. That's good."

No further words were needed; they both understood that, after the trials of their individual journeys and this brief vacation, their relationship had entered a more stable and mature phase. They were independent, yet closely intertwined; they respected each other's worlds, yet shared the same haven.

The seven-day holiday, like a sweet but short dream, came to an end in the blink of an eye.

The night before their return journey, they wrapped themselves in the same thick blanket and sat on the wooden terrace outside the villa, gazing at the starry sky. Because of the low light pollution, the stars in the Jeju Island night sky were exceptionally clear and bright.

"It's time to go back." G-Dragon's voice carried a hint of reluctance.

“Hmm,” Su You leaned against him, “but it seems… I’m not so scared anymore.”

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head: "Because we're fully charged."

Yes, they're fully charged. With hearts refreshed by the sea breeze, souls nourished by their love, and renewed courage and strength, they are about to return to their respective worlds and continue their journey.

The plane soared into the sky, Jeju Island gradually shrinking in the distance until it disappeared beneath the clouds. G-Dragon held Su You's hand, their wedding rings touching.

“Next time,” he said softly, looking out at the rolling sea of ​​clouds, “bring ‘Little Dragon’ with you.”

Su You smiled, sunlight streaming through the porthole onto her face, warm and bright: "Okay."