Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

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"Good morning." Sighed out, Ming couldn't help but watch Yoongi's disheveled form in adoration. Having let her fingers linger on his chest, only to realize how much she loved saying those two words to the man she'd die for.

And she watched as Yoongi slid his fingers underneath her jaw. Connecting their lips in such a way that had the two feeling everything they carried for each other as Yoongi pulled away. Having heard a knock sounding from the door of their room.

"Get ready, huh. . . we need to leave soon." It was Jin's voice that met with his ears. Taking all of Yoongi's might not to cuss the older out in annoyance. Even if he knew that he needed to get going. And that they needed to take care of more things than he could even count on his fingers before the night could come.

But Yoongi didn't move. Didn't do anything more than bury his face into Ming's neck with a groan. Earning the most beautiful giggles he had ever heard as the softness of her fingertips ran through his hair.

"You heard him, baby. . ." Ming looked down at the boy. The same boy who had her stomach going off with butterflies. "You need to get ready."

"You're coming too right?" Came the muffled reply,  followed by a kiss right on her sweet spot. Because Yoongi knew exactly how to get her right where he wanted.

"Yoongi." Her voice was stern as she pulled his head from her neck. Even if Yoongi could see just how hard she was trying to bite back a smile. "You know I can't come with you—"

"And why not? Huh?" He grumbled out. Peppering the girl with the most playful kisses, only to have his fingers come against her sides.

"Yoongi!" And her giggles were so melodic as she continued trying to move her body away from him. Unable to take anymore of his tickles that had her eyes springing with tears as her pleas for him to stop did no more than increase. And he did. He did and he watched the way she met his eyes. Wiping away the tears of amusement from her cheeks before connecting their lips. Earning the most playful slap across the chest from the girl who couldn't help but voice out an angered you asshole.

But Yoongi loved it. Loved how feisty she could be. And loved how accepting she was of him as she connected their lips all over again. Tugging at the boy's hair just like she always would, all while the feeling of his hands against her waist had the delicacy of her breath hitching.

"I love you." Yoongi nudged his nose into her own. Feeling all that intimacy he never thought he could feel. Yet Ming gave it to him. Gave him all that care.

"But you know I love you so. . . much. . . more."

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"We need to be there by 12." Yoongi looked over at the man. The same man who had been taking care of things with him during the day, only to receive a nod from the elder as they got out the car. Having entered their home, in which the two were met with the rest of the boys who were either asleep or playing video games.

And with a scoff, Yoongi dropped his keys onto the kitchen counter. Rolling his eyes at the boys who had his blood boiling at just the sight of them looking so worthless. Even if it was then that her voice filled his ears. Sounding almost like an angel as the delicacy of her fingertips combed through his hair.

"How was it today?" Yoongi could see the worry in her gaze. Yet she'd try to hide. Giving the most gentle smile who could see right through her. Because he always could.

"The night just started, kitten." His hands were heavy as they took hold of her waist. Inviting the woman to sit on his lap the minute he could do so much as take a seat on the couch with her following suit. Having watched the way she brought her lips to his ear. And the way she let her hand fall against his torso.

"But I wanted to play tonight. . ."

"Ming." Yoongi held back a groan. Barely able to control himself underneath her teasing ways as the chocolates of her eyes met his dark ones. Holding all that want for the man who let his arm come around "You know we have to finish the deal tonight."

"Then can we play. . . after?"  Her breath was so warm as it brushed against his ear. And god had the man never wanted his night to be free so badly before. But Yoongi had to take care of this. Had to hold off his urges so he could receive more drugs leading to more money. And so he let himself grab her gently by the chin. Narrowing his eyes at the girl, only to have his thumb drag down her bottom lip.

"I promise." But neither knew what the night. . . withheld.