Fourty Four (1/1)

G-Dragon's POVI walk back down the hall from Emma's room, taking care to avoid the creaky parts of the floor. If any of Emma's previous breakdowns were an indication, she always seemed to want someone to stay with her afterwards. She also usually lay down with whoever comforted her. So I assume that Seungri was gonna be spending the night in Emma's bed. Lucky guy, finally getting his wish. Just not under the exact circumstances he wanted, probably.I wondered what Youngbae thought he could do to 'make it up' to Emma. He screwed it up once, big time, and now he's screwing it up again. I don't think he has a chance, but if he thinks he does, more power to him. As I quietly creep down the stairs, I notice Top and Daesung sprawled on the couch next to each other, their legs intertwineing as they lay watching tv. I noticed something. From this angle, I could see Top's scalp. Not just his hair, but his scalp. No hair. There was this bald patch on the side of his head! As I stared, Top reached to his hair with his free hand to the edges of the bald spot. He grabbed a lock of hair in between his fingers, twirling it, before finally pulling out a hair! Then he brought his hand, with the hair pinched between his fingers, to his lips. Top opened his mouth, and I assume he started to eat the hair.Ew..I think to myself. What the hell was that? I blink and force myself to look away from Top and the hair in his mouth, and start walking down the steps again. Once I reach the bottom, I walk down the hall to the living room."Did you tell him?" Top asks around the hair in his mouth. He had to talk through his teeth with the hair held between them, and now that I noticed, I could see little black hairs stuck in his gums and in between his teeth. I fought to keep my face composed, but inside I was a mix between worried and disgusted."Yeah, I told him." I answer, but I was a bit too late to sound natural. Top and Daesung both looked at me. "He was waiting on her bed while she was in the shower. I'm guessing she was having him wait so she could have someone to cuddle when she got out. I left when she turned the water off.""Ok." Top says, turning back to the TV, which was showing a classic cartoon from the fifties. He laughed at the characters and their age old jokes, laughing through his teeth again, still holding a hair in between his teeth. Now that I had noticed it, it was hard to stop thinking about it. I was still standing there, one eye watching the show and the other eye staring at Top. Top turned his head and said, "Sit down, Jiyoung, you're making me anxious!"I sit on the other couch in front of the TV, trying to immerse myself in the show, but I keep having to supress the urge to look at Top, and it keeps distracting me. Finally though, I manage to focus enough on the cartoons to forget about Top for a little while.I'm starting to doze off. It's getting well into the early hours of the AM, and I, as usual, am inching closer and closer to a mental breakdown with every second I spend awake. I can feel myself relaxing though, and I welcome sleep as it leads me by the hand to dreamland. I'm almost there, and I can feel the ocean breeze on my face. There's just this incessant buzzing in my right pocket, and it's not going away. I try my hardest not to focus on it, changing to myself, Don't pay attention to it, don't you dare, sleep! But of course, I find myself back in the living room, on the couch, with my phone buzzing in my pocket. I groan, and try to move my arm to get my phone out.I press the home button and check to see who is bothering me at this ungodly hour. It had better be YG hyung! I thought crossly. Instead, it was Youngbae. He sent me three messages. The first two are pictures of cats. The last one is a picture of a rabit. The first cat is all black except for white tips on its ears and around its nose, and one white paw. It has green eyes. The second cat is white, with black and grey patches along it's body and decorating its face. It has ice blue eyes and is smiling cutely at the camera. The bunny rabit is all white with black eyes. It was adorable, no questions asked!At the bottom of the screen was the little text bubble that indicated Youngbae was typing.Which do you think Emma would like best?

Show Top hyung and Daesung too!I sigh, and heave myself into a sitting position. My phone says 4:00 am, and I figure that gave me less than two hours of sleep/half sleep. The cartoons were still playing, and by the light of the television, I could see both Top and Daesung cuddled up on the couch, fast asleep. I'm not about to wake them up!I look over the pictures, trying to figure out which cute little animal Emma would like best. I eventually pick the black kitten with green eyes, and text Youngbae,The first one. Black with green eyes.A few seconds later, Youngbae responds.Thanks! I'll go buy it and everything it'll need!I had to repress a laugh at that. Youngbae was going to buy a small, soft, fluffy, cute, innocent-looking kitty cat and all the crap said cat would need, just for the slim chance that Emma would fogive him? How could I not've seen that coming? But what would Top say? And Daesung? And our manager, and landlord? Dear god, so much trouble over a cat!It is now 4:10 AM, and I am well aware that I have no chance of sleeping. Period. So, what are my options? Watch the cartoons, since they're already on. Read a book up in my room, good possibility. Go outside and walk around? I'm inclined to do that, but something tells me to wait until it's light outside. So that leaves me to pick between reading and watching cartoons. Moving, or just lying back down? Hmmmmm, that's a tough one... I think to myself with a chuckle.I groan softly as I lean back to lie on the couch. I try to relax and watch cartoons, but I can't get comfortable. After a few minutes of readjusting my spine in an attempt to find a way to lay comfortably, I realize it's pointless. So I employ my usual way of solving this problem, which years of sleeping in random places in random positions has taught me always works. I get up again, standing a foot or two in front of the couch. I crack my knuckles, my neck, I try popping my jaw, I bend my knees quickly in an attempt to get my knees to pop, I arch backwards, feeling all the vertebre in my spine popping. I push my chest out, and feel a few joints higher up crack too. I crack every single joint in my body I know how to. Once I'm done, I feel much looser, less tight. I lie back down yet again, and I find it much easier to get comfy, as I expected. I quickly reemerse myself in cartoons, trying not to laugh too loudly at the jokes I've heard a hundred thousand times before yet are still hilarious.Slowly, gradually, I felt drowsiness weigh down the blood in my veins, slow my breathing. I tried very hard not to think. I closed my eyes and let the sounds of my bandmates steady breathing lull me into that blissful place halfway between sleep and wakefulness, the place that almost feels more restful that sleep itself. It's kinda like that place you go when you're really really sick, and trying to fall asleep on the couch covered in blankets with a trashbin next to you, where you close your eyes for a single second, and when you open them again three hours have passed. When I'm finally roused from half sleep, I had to blink several times before my eyes would adjust to the sunlight. It didn't feel like it should be light. I groaned as I stretched and sat up."Morning Jiyoung!" Top chirped from the kitchen. I snap my head around to look at him, and I find him brewing coffee while a half dead Daesung struggles to keep his eyes open as he slouches over the kitchen table."Morning..." I yawn, stretching some more before cracking my neck again. "What time is it?""Quarter past six..." Daesung said tiredly. I wasn't aware he was at the capable-of-speech stage of waking up. Top put a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. Daesung wrapped his tired fingers around the cup and raised it to his lips."Really?" I asked. "Where's Youngbae?""Hasn't come back yet." Top takes a sip of his own coffee. "Should I brew a batch for the King of All Things Caffeinated?""Yes please hyung." I say, standing up and walking to the table. As I take a seat, Top nods, and gets another batch going. I use my elbow as a kick stand and watch Top moving around the kitchen. He's getting out his phone and turning on his music. Lovey Dovey by T-ara starts to play, and Top dances while he makes toast. Daesung manages to smile at the happy Top. This is strange.... I thought. But I like it!When my coffee was ready, Top poured me a cup and handed it to me. I thanked him, and took a sip, the burning hot coffee not bothering me."Have you seen Seungri?" I ask when I've finished my coffee."Still upstairs. SLeeping like a baby with Emma." Daesung said neutrally. I could sense he was still sore about last night. Or this morning? Whatever...I nodded, flexing my fingers as I felt the caffeine flood my bloodstream. I heard the front door click unlocked, and heard Youngbae whistling as he walked inside."Hey guys!" He called, walking through the house. He walked into the kitchen with a cat carrier in one hand and three seperate bags of stuff in his other hand. The cat inside the carrier was meowing pitifully. Top and Daesung looked at the cat carrier like, "What the hell is this?" Then the look they gave Youngbae said, "Explain!""I got Emma's perscription," Youngbae said, lifting the hand that held the bags, "and Emma's cat!" Top raised his eyebrows."One, you got a cat?!" He asked incredulously. "And two, what perscription?""Emma has Bipolar Disorder." Youngbae explained, gently setting the cat carrier down and putting the bags down next to it. "And Emma said she wanted a pet, so I got her one."Top looked like he was sending Youngbae his best 'You. Are. A. Fucking. Idiot!' vibes to Youngbae, and Daesung just raised his coffee cup up to his lips again, blowing gently. I sighed, already dreading the day.

_______________________________________________Hello, my lovely readers!

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