TOKYO

BOUND 2

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The world is different amongst our eyes.

The second you step foot into OUR world, it's a whole new experience. A fast one.

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[AIKO] 

I carefully bring the blunt to my lips, my tongue sweeping against it. I could taste the aroma of weed and the tobacco paper, lingering in my mouth and creeping up to my nose. I bring the rolled up blunt in between my lips before lighting the end of it with a gold lighter that has a butterfly engraved on it . 

"You coming with me on a run?" Yoongi asks stealing the blunt from in between my fingers and taking it for himself. I rolled my eyes because Yoongi never asks, he just takes what he thinks is his. A sneaky older brother who can get away with almost anything just because he was older than me. 

I shake my head side to side in response, "Jimin is coming by to pick up his shit," I say while laying out bags filled with ounces of weed and pills. 

"Mhm," my brother says finally getting up from the table along with a gun that he stuck in between the band of his boxers. "I'll be home in a bit, clean the kitchen up," he nods his head toward the table that was crowded with bits and pieces of weed. He leans down to kiss me goodbye on the top of my head before leaving out the front door of our shared apartment. 

A small and not so spacious apartment but there was nothing quite like... home. It didn't change the fact that the windows were dank and the walls made you feel like you were in solitary. It was nothing close to a family's home but my brother and I were here to survive, not play family when we have to look over our shoulders constantly. 

My brother, Yoongi, ran these streets, since after our dad passed a couple of years ago. Usually, when a family member passes away you're left with an abundance of money or a plot of land, but we were left with a bag infiltrated with drugs and my dad's gang that my brother is now stuck leading. 

"We're gonna make it out of here and we're gonna be better." 

It was a fantasy that was sold to me by my brother. This very lifestyle that we are both now deeply involved in, was the same lifestyle my brother was trying to stop either one of us from getting into. But, to afford a roof over our heads and food on the table, we had no other choice. It was hard enough with just the two of us, but I guess we were suited for this lifestyle. Many people say- the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. It's unfortunate but we were meant to end up on the same path as our parents'. We were bound to. 

The doorbell rung, immediately bringing me out of my trance. I turn my head wearily towards the door, rolling my eyes before getting up to open it. I didn't have to look through the peephole to know who it was since I already knew I was expecting somebody. I forced my legs up and from the chair I dragged my body from the kitchen to the front door. I was immediately greeted with that same devilish smirk that I know of. 

"What's good Aiko," Jimin says dapping me up before studying my face. His hand makes its way under my chin, turning my face side to side, "Damn, you gone already?" He chuckles, staring at my bloodshot red eyes.