Jahnnie Drabbles 4✿

☆Stolen Guitar!☆

Request: XxcreaturexXDD

[ Johnnie's guitar got stolen ! D: ]

TW: depression, anger, anxiety, mental illness, grief

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The party last night was a blast. Everyone was now at home. Johnnie (because he was drunk) fell asleep on the couch. Jake fell asleep on the floor in the living room.
And Carrington in his room.

Jake was laying on the floor, he had woken up and was now just staring at the ceiling. He was still tired, but he had woken up too much to go back to sleep. So, he decided to get up and go check on Johnnie.

Johnnie woke up and rubbed his forehead. Groaning out, "What time is it..?" As he rubbed his temples from being hungover.

Jake chuckled and sat down next to him, "it's around noon.. how's the hangover?" He asked, ruffling Johnnie's hair.

"Sucks. I'm going back to bed." Johnnie said as he starts to head up the stairs.

"No, no. You're not. You're going to come back down here and have some food." Jake said, grabbing his arm and pulling him back down the stairs.

Johnnie groaned, "Fine...what is on the menu, dumbass?" He smiled a bit as he sat at the table.

Jake rolled his eyes at the nickname, but he was still smiling. "We have... eggs and toast." He said, putting a plate of food in front of him."When did you cook this?" Johnnie asked as he starts eating. "Its a bit cold."

"Oh, I didn't cook it. I ordered it." Jake said, sitting down across from him. "It's probably cold because you were asleep for a while."

Johnnie shakes his head, smiling. "Of course. Uber-Eats always end up cold."

"Hey, at least I ordered it." Jake retorted, taking a bite of his own food. "You're the one who's complaining about it being cold."

"shut up it's still good" Johnnie laughed and playfully shoved Jake as he eats.

Jake laughs and shoves him back, "Hey! I'm just saying, you don't have to be so picky about it. It's not like I poisoned it or something."

Johnnie rolled his eyes with a smile. He finished his food and then drank some water. "Ok, now I'm going back to bed."

Jake chuckled and stood up, taking Johnnie's plate to the sink. "Fine, fine. Go sleep it off. But don't blame me if you're still hungover when you wake up."

"Uh-huh" Johnnie replied as he heads upstairs. Exhausted from the intense party that they had at the house last night.

Jake chuckled again as he watched Johnnie go upstairs. He then went into the living room and started cleaning up from the party, throwing away any trash that was left behind and making sure the place looked presentable.

Johnnie entered his room. But something was.. missing. "Where's my guitar?" He asked to himself. His eyes widening. He started to look around his room, getting more frantic as time goes on.

Jake was still cleaning downstairs when he heard Johnnie yelling about his guitar. He sighed and went upstairs to his room.

"What's wrong?" He asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"I can't find my guitar!" Johnnie exclaimed. "You know?! The one i always make music with!? My acoustic ?!" As he is looking frantically in his room now.

Jake thought for a moment, trying to remember if he had seen the guitar. "I think I saw it in the living room last night." He said, remembering how he had noticed it sitting on the couch.