Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"Yoongi." She couldn't remember the amount of times the two had started their day this way. Having the water of the shower fall upon their skin as her back stays pressed against the walls. All while the man's body takes care of her. Making her feel everything that had her hands intertwined within his hair as those quiet whimpers of his name reach his ears. Using the act of sex as a way to show all that possession he held over her. And all that love he could never give to anyone else but her.

"Fuck." He loved the way she felt. Loved the way she'd hold onto him as if he was the only thing helping her keep her composure as he pulled away just enough to connect their lips. Their lips that moved in the most desperate manner as Ming continued clinging on to him. Unable to deny just how much she loved how rough he'd be with her, even if Yoongi would try to control himself. Too afraid that he'd hurt her if he didn't do so.

"I love you." She did. She loved him more than she could ever express. Having found him as one of her only sources of comfort. Because the man made her feel safe. Made her feel as though she was the only person in the world at times. Causing Ming to wonder if she really did deserve to have such a man give her all of his love. Because the girl still had so many guilts towards them due to their past. Their past that Ming instantly remembered the minute she met her mother's eyes at the cafe.

And Yoongi listened to the way she continued saying the three words to him. All while her hands took hold of his face. Wondering if she could ever live without him by her side as those heaviness of her tears began to well within her eyes. Her eyes that would forever remember each inch of the man who noticed every ounce of heartache within his loves expression. Heartache that resurfaced the second she thought back to her mother. Still completely afraid that the woman would hurt both her husband and child. Because Ming knew. Knew just how cynical she could be.

"Ming baby—" He couldn't help but cut himself off. Barely able to even handle the amount of pleasure coursing through his veins as he felt the woman kiss along his neck and ear. All while the man used her body as though it was only for him. Him to please. Him to hold at night when it was only them two lying in bed together as he felt the way she completely crumbled against him. Holding back every urge to cry out his name as the man dropped his head back. Causing the length of his neck to look so good upon the woman's eyes that marveled over each one of his features being drowned out by the water that had their bodies engulfed with heat. All until Yoongi couldn't continue. Having groaned out a string of cuss words the minute he felt the way his body let go of all that tension stored within his being.

"Yoongi." He already had their lips connected again. Moving them in the most gentle yet desperate manner as Ming let her hands run up his chest and to his neck. Knowing that their time together would soon be up. Because the man always had to leave. Leave to go handle things that'd have her stomach churning in complete worry. Afraid that she'd never see him again after he goes.

"Why are you crying, Ming. . . hmm?" His hands were so heavy against her waist. Allowing for the woman to reach her feet again, even if he wanted nothing more than to keep going. Yet he couldn't. Couldn't spend any more of that time with his love who he was watching completely fall apart before his eyes.

"Because I love you." Her voice was so soft. Barely able to be heard over the sound of running water. Yet Yoongi heard it. Heard each ounce of sorrow captive within his loves tone. Pairing with her gestures of looking up at him as though he would disappear if she were to close her eyes. Making his own heart ache underneath all that worry he could see in her gaze. Knowing that she cherished both him and their son more than anything. Making the girl completely terrified at the thought of anyone ever hurting them.