Early That Morning

Third POV:

5 am that morning, sirens blaring in the wintery crisp morning. Felicity woke up to banging on her door, opening it to see a sad and crying face of Junhoe. He launched himself into her arms, she didn't know what to do except hold him close and comfort him.

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"Junhoe, what's wrong? Why are you crying? I know we just met last night, but you can trust me. I promise I'm not crazy, or anything like that." I explain to the crying man in my arms.

I wipe my eyes, and the nasty snot coming from my nose. "Jimin called me, this morning and said he was tired of living a lie and he took some pills to end it all. Can I stay for a little while? I really have nowhere else to go, Park has been my only friend for the last 15 years. We grew up together, besides all of my complaining about the things going in my life. He never once told me about his worries or anything else pertaining to him." I explain to Felicity as I try to quiet my sobs.

I looked at the man whose head was now on my lap, I let out a sigh. "Sure, you can stay. I don't want to apologize to you, for losing someone so I'll just lend you my lap for now. Go ahead and sleep, you look like you could use some." I stroke his hair with my gloved hand. I really wanted to keep him safe, I wish I had some way to comfort him. I guess my lap will have to do, for now, I took off my glove slowly. 

Hesitating a little, I began to stroke my fingers through his black hair. His crying ceased as soon as I started to run my fingers through his hair, he even had a cute snore. I held back a laugh as I giggled quietly, I grabbed the throw that was currently hanging on the couch. Being in a new place, still gave me a little anxiety. I eased him off of me, I grabbed my silver unicorn from the coffee table. It was a special stuffed animal, my mother had gifted it to me. It smelled of her body oil, of jasmine and lavender. I placed the stuffed animal in his arms and covered him, I smiled to myself as he held it close to his face and breathed in its scent.

I walked to my room and grabbed the small futon I had in the corner, along with my blanket and pillow. I moved the coffee table to the side, as I set my bed in the little space under the desk. I don't know what it was, but I liked the small spaces. I felt secure and safe, I curled into a little ball and covered my body. I snuck a quick peek at Junhoe and smiled, he was handsome and I wanted to take care of him. I didn't know what it was but I was drawn to him for some reason. I was closing my eyes, then I realized that I couldn't feel anything as I was stroking his hair.

Just maybe, he was like my medicine of some sort.