Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"Kitten—"

"Yoongi baby, I have to go—"

"Go where? Huh—"

"Yoongi." Ming was quick to turn to look at him with a soft huff. All while his hands pushed her body into his own that could feel the way she turned around in his grasp. Looking up at the one man who knew her inside and out. Seeing as though she was the only woman he ever cared to learn about and love.

"I need to pick up a few things from the store now that JunSeo's coming over again. And I got a call from Junsu that he wanted to meet up for lunch—"

"Junsu—"

"You know it's never been like that, Yoongi." Ming shook her head. Noticing that sudden darkening of his expression as he scoffed underneath his breath. Even if the man knew. Knew that the two were indeed simply friends due to her brother. Having made amends with the man after they had gotten into a fight all those years ago, as he watched the way she brought her hand up to his cheek. Brushing away those heaviness of his black locks from out of his eyes that had the man looking so good. Too good.

And in silence, Yoongi let his head drop down just enough to have his nose brush itself against her own. Allowing for those heaviness of his hands to travel down the sides of her back and to her ass, as she connected their lips. Feeling all that immediate aggression Yoong could never hold back. Yet aggression Ming herself couldn't help but crave for more of when the two would do the most sinful things. Laying out all that possession Yoongi held for her. Because he was. Was so possessive.

"Call me if anything happens then, huh?" His voice was so deep. Continuing to look down at the girl in such a way that would have others getting on their knees for the man. Even if Yoongi himself could notice Ming's own possession over him. Remembering all the times the woman would scoff in annoyance when catching other women practically drooling over the man. He was hers.

And with a nod, Ming pressed her hand against his chest. Allowing for the softness of it to run itself up to his neck as the man caught her lips all over again. Unable to deny just how beautiful the woman was the minute she pulled away. Having turned back around to finish putting on her jewelry, before moving to grab her things.

"I'll be back later, okay—"

"You need money, baby?" Yoongi met her eyes. Placing that heaviness of his hand to the back of his slacks to grab out his wallet as the woman shook her head with a soft I'm fine. Even if Yoongi was quick to still pull the thing out. Having always been worried that she wouldn't have enough if she was ever all alone.

"Just in case you see something you want, okay—"

"Yoongi—"

"Just take it, baby." He knew she wasn't one to ask for money. Knew she wasn't one to ask for things at all, even if he'd always try to make sure that she'd get the things he knew she loved. Having always surprised her with materials that would have her unable to stop the immediate smile that'd form onto her lips. Because he knew her. Knew her better than he knew himself.

And he watched as she looked up at him. Letting out that delicate thank you, baby before moving up to place a kiss against his cheek. Knowing that the man loved when she'd do so as he smirked down at her. Bringing that heaviness of his hand down on her ass, only to earn that laughter from the girl almost instantly. It being the same girl who he was beginning to notice the sudden distance in her gaze as the days passed by. Even if she'd try to hide it. Hide all that constant worry she always felt. Felt towards, Yoongi. Felt towards their son.