Smoker's Fix

Respect

Pacing the aisles of stones, you had worn all black and carried a black umbrella with you. The rain was pouring down softly leaving noting see in its tracks. Trailing along with you was two white lilies, a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. Slowly you walked towards an old tree hunched over with no flowers: just dead branches. Saying to yourself to not cry you made your way to a stone slowly and sat on your knees in front of it.

"Hey, it's been a year. I made it through another year without you. I miss you so much." you said holding back tears as you stared at your best friends' tombstone.

"I'm going to sound crazy because I'm talking to a piece of cement but hey...remember when we use to think we had it planned? We had plans to be the richest people on the face of the Earth. I'm still trying to fulfill that for myself. And for you..." you said as you diverted your eyes to the box of cigarettes.

"I quit smoking. Or at least in the process of quitting. I know how much you used to nag me about smoking like you were my third parent. Thank you." you sniffled and let one tear drop onto the cement block.

"No matter how many times I fucked up or made you feel like shit you stood by me till the end. I'm sorry for being a prick to you sometimes. I'm sorry for having it be your responsibility to take me home. Your responsibility to make sure I eat, or get enough sleep. Even on your deathbed you asked me, "Did you eat yet? You gotta eat." I can't wait to see you again. I love you."

Opening the cigarette box, you dumped its contents on the dirt. Digging a small whole, you pushed the killer sticks inside the small whole and laid the lighter on top. You then covered it back up with the dirt and pushed it into the ground.

Picking up the white lilies, you laid them crossed on top of the stone. You took off one petal and kissed it, putting it in your pocket.

"Take care of yourself, you hear? I'll be seeing you soon." you picked up your umbrella and left the necropolis without another look. As you were walking you felt a cool breeze go by you. Not being able to resist, you turned around to see: nothing.
Just a horde of tombstones lined up in columns and rows.

Later that night you sat alone in your bed doing nothing but watching senseless TV shows. You're phone began to ring very loudly as you were beginning to fall asleep. Groaning and letting out a few curse words you picked up,

"Hello?..." you said groggily.

"Sunshine? Hey where are you right now?" you heard the one and only Kim Namjoon on the phone. You didn't know whether to be weirded out on how he got your number or why he would assume you're out at almost 2 in the morning.

"In my bed trying to sleep...wait how did you get my number?" you asked curiously with a hint of annoyance.

"I put it in while you went to the bathroom." he answered quickly.

"When?" you asked sitting up now and stretching your arms out.

"No more questions until you answer mine right now." he said quickly

"Okay what's your question?" you asked now really curious as to why he's calling you.

"Do you like to travel?" he said, finally, slower.

"Yeah I guess but I haven't gone anywhere really."

"Okay thanks bye." he said then hung up.

"What the hell? Okay..." you plugged your phone to charge and turned off the lights to take yourself to dream land.

Or not.

*tap tap* *tap tap*

"Dumb birds..." You groaned and turned your back to your balcony windows, covered by curtains.

*tap tap* *tap tap*

why are the birds even up?! Don't you guys wait for the Rooster too?!

*tap tap tap tap tap*
*tap tap tap tap tap*

maybe I should buy a gun.

"SUNSHINE THE DOOR!" you heard a voice yell from your balcony.

"What the fuck?! Namjoon?!" You jumped out of bed and opened the blinds to reveal Namjoon dressed in jeans and a hoodie with two duffel bags over his shoulders, looking clean and ready to go to the gym or something and you were just in your pajamas.

At 3 in the morning.

"Namjoon what the actual fuck are you doing here?!" you opened the door to let him inside and you lock it once he steps inside.

"Nice pajamas" he looked at you and chuckled.

"Sorry I don't look sexy wearing comfortable pajamas as I was trying to sleep!" you spat at him.

"Feisty today aren't we? Say, what time is it?" he said putting the duffel bags down.

"3:05 in the morning" you said putting emphasis on "morning".

"Oh shit we gotta go!" he said running to your closet and grabbing all your clothes off their hangers and stuffing them in one of the duffel bags.

"We?! Ohhh no! I am not going anywhere!" you said annoyed and a little insulted that he just expects you to go with him.

"Sunshine? Shut up." he said grabbing your tooth brush and hair products from the bathroom and throwing them into the bag. He quickly grabbed all your makeup from your little makeup table.

"Careful! I just bought those lipsticks" as you say that he knocks over a bunch of your favorites and they roll under your dresser leaving you until the next time you redecorate your room to get them.

"I'll buy you new ones." he said quickly and grabbed your shoes next and snapped a heal off my accident.

"Uhh...." he says blushing a bit now.

"Forget it. It's not like I haven't worn them yet." you said sitting on your bed.

Namjoon throws you a jacket and a pair of sneakers.

"Put these on. We're leaving. Oh and these two." he goes into his pocket and pulls out a black mask and big, round black sunglasses

"Shit it's 3:30! We have to go now!" he said as he throws the last of your stuff in the duffle bag and quickly zips it up. You don't even know how it all fit in there.

"Namjoon where are we going?! You call me in the middle of the night, tap on the window though you could have used the door because I told you where the left over key is and you packed all my stuff and you expect me to just---"

Boom.

"Did you just?" you said surprised.

"Yes I did. You were being panicky. I had to shut you up somehow. Can we go now?"