Liquor {Yoongi}

The cocaine

After the incident a couple of nights ago, Suga's girlfriend told be not to come back. But three days later Suga called me and asked if I was dead, I obviously said no, his response was "then why aren't you at my house?" I guess it was a good point. I didn't know if he agreed with his girlfriend not to let me back but obviously he didn't. I vent back and was greeted by Suga at the front door.

"I'm sorry about Madeleine, she can be a bitch" he said, making me slightly laugh.

"Don't call your girlfriend that" I said back smiling at him over his true comment.

"So you don't think she's a bitch?" He asked playfully.

"Yes I do think so but you shouldn't and definitely not said it out loud" I laughed and he chuckled as well. This was the first time he had been seemingly sober when I got here.

"Isn't it your turn?" He asked. I looked at him confused.

"I asked you a question, now it's your turn" he said smirking at me.

"Do you love her?" I asked suddenly we both turned serious and the air in the room wasn't as happy anymore.

"I don't know what love feels like Candice and I don't know if I love her" he said truthfully. I was surprised by his answer. I nodded. I looked around the room it didn't look messy.

"You've kept the place a little clean" I said as I walked into the kitchen and Suga followed.

"Well I tried and Madeleine cleaned a little too" he said leaning against the counter. I nodded.

"I'm going to go upstairs and work, let me know if you're wondering about where anything is" he said scratching the back of his head.

"To be honest I don't even know my own house, you probably know it better than me" he said chuckling. He seemed to be in a good mood today.

He made his way up the stairs and disappeared behind the corner. I picked up a few thing here and there, it wasn't a lot to do here today. After probably just one he hour I was finished. I sat down at the couch. What was I supposed to do for the rest of the day, maybe I should go and Suga? Maybe I should watch some tv? No that's not what I'm here for or what he's paying me for. But I didn't have to go far to find Suga, he was stumbling down the stairs. Being sober isn't his strongest suit. I stood up worried and a little scared.

I ran towards the stairs when Suga missed two steps and fell right on his face.

"Are you ok Suga"'I said kneeling down to him. He didn't say much he only grunted in pain. I placed his head in my lap.

"Should I call an ambulance? Or Madeleine?" I asked. He chuckled.

"None of them. Thank you" he said sloppy.

"What did you take?" I asked scared of the answer.

"Just the usual" he chuckled.

"And what's the usual?" I asked.

"Just some cocaine" he said making my eyes pop out of my head.

"What?!" I said loudly, making him "Shh" me.

"It gives me inspiration for lyrics" he laughed. What the hell!

"I- I think y-you need go get up and go lay down" I said, trying to help him up in his feet but he was too heavy.

"Why? I want to be around you" he said with his eyes halfway closed and with suck sloppy words I could barely understand it.

"Later, but for now you need to lay down on the couch" I said as I finally got him to stand up and walk to the couch. He pushed him down in the couch. I was about to walk away but then

"Candice?" He said making me turn towards him.

"Yes Suga" I said like he was a child.

"You're the best" he said making me half laugh.

"Thanks" I said as I walked away. This job was supposed to be easy, but this was more than I expected. Some grunting and heavy breathing came from the couch, I was sitting in the kitchen worried. What if he took to much? If an ambulance came would he be in trouble? When Suga finally fell silent my heart stopped and I ran towards the couch, I was thinking the worst had happened. I walked slowly towards the couch, scared he had overdosed. But I let out a sigh of relief when I saw his chest rise and fall. Oh thank god. This was too much for me, I found Madeleine's number handing in the fridge. I sent her a text asking her to come and take care of Suga. I made some quick food and made my way out of the house. This is not what stood in the job application. I felt as if I had to help in some way, but didn't even know how this man was. I didn't want to google him, that would be weird. Maybe when or if we get to know each other I can ask what he does for a living. But for now I want to get home and relax and try not to over think what happened today.

A/N
I don't know what will happen during the weekend, about updating. I'm celebrating my birthday and stuff this weekend with friends one night and family the other but obviously if I get an hour or so to update I will. Remember to vote! Thank you.