One After Another

Chapter 4 House of Cards

Ishee's P.O.V.

As I tossed and turned in my bed that night after graduation, I wondered what I would do next.

I have a place since ma and pa said they would pay for my rent until I found a job.

I never understood how they could give up money just like that.

What would I do without them...

What my parents didn't know, however, is that I let the guys stay in my apartment since they didn't have a place to crash anyways.

Yoongi had a job who knows where, but it doesn't pay well. Hoseok is trying to kick start his career in dancing and Jimin... Jimin doesn't know what he'll do. I don't want nor need him selling drugs in a dark alleyway.

Everyone has their separate, respective rooms.

In the apartment there are four rooms at the end of two separate hallways. At the end of one hallway is a the kitchen and the end of the other hallway is the front door. Between the two hallways is the living room where everyone normally spend their time, and the bathroom that the two hallways connected to.

The heater sometimes didn't work so in the winter, we all slept in the living room with blankets and pillows.

I finally decided that I would hop out of bed and go sleep somewhere else.

My turning and tossing was giving me a headache now.

I picked up my blue floral blanket. It's soft covering was like a big fluffy cat and my matching pillow.

I rolled the both of them up in a ball then slowly made my way to the living room.

Nearing the sofa, I noticed that the TV was on.

The TV Channel was on some k-drama.

"Descendants of the Sun"

Stepping closer and closer to the sofa peeking my head over just in case someone was there and I was right. Someone was there, sleeping.

I turned on the light switch beside the sofa and there was Jimin.

His eyes closed and his hair seeped of his face.

His hands crossed in front of him, as if he was thinking when he went to sleep.

Normally when Jimin fell asleep somewhere not in his room, our friend Jackson would put Jimin's thumb in his mouth then poke him to wake him up. "WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD AND DON'T SUCK YOUR FINGER LIKE A BABY!"

Typical Jackson.

I just slide on the couch dropping my bedding on the floor now at my feet.

Jimin moved a bit and I calmed him putting my hand gently on his shoulder.

"It's okay" I said "Jiminie, it's okay."

And with that, his face relaxed and his dreams went far into the distance.

Who knows how far his dreams go.

So far into another world where he would wish he could be... all the time...

Help...

A/N
Sorry for the strong language or... touchy if you aren't comfortable with that kind of stuff. I thought it would be a better story if you know.. SOMETHING happened. If you have any concerns or just want to talk 😂 then comment!