Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"YeJun-ah. . ." The boy could hear his voice. Followed by his arm that came around his shoulder almost instantly as JunSeo caught sight of him alongside his mother. His same mother who JunSeo was quick to smile down at the second the woman took notice of him.

"JunSeo baby, where have you been? I never see you anymore." Ming couldn't help but stop her steps. Ignoring those lingering amongst them, even if she could feel the stares on her frame from other teachers. Teachers that Yoongi would've already made scared shitless the minute he notices just how they were looking at her. Even if the girl was oblivious. She didn't care.

"It's only been a few days, mom." The boy was quick to smirk over at the girl. Earning an instant laugh from the woman who continued to try and ignore that boiling of her blood in front of them. Because she didn't want her son nor the boy who she practically saw as her own child, to worry. Worry at all.

"What are you doing here though? You never come up here." JunSeo couldn't help but ask. Knowing that the woman did indeed never come to the one place YeJun hated more than he could ever love. Having felt that immediate racing of his heart upon the question. Because just like JunSeo, YeJun didn't know. Didn't know why his mother took him to school. Didn't know wether or not he did something wrong.

"I just need to speak with YeJun's teacher—"

"Dont tell me you got in fucking trouble again—"

"Fuck off—"

"There are people around, you two." Ming was quick to whisper yell at them. Making JunSeo only smirk as YeJun scoffed at the boy who didn't know just what had been going on. Seeing as though JunSeo hadn't been at school despite Jimin being on his ass about it. But the boy was annoyed. So, so annoyed.

And just like that, the bell began to ring. Causing Ming to instantly gesture for them to go as the woman led them to their class. Causing the base of her heels to click as she did so, only to stop the second they reached the one place that had her aura turning completely dark. Just like it would before.

"You two be safe when coming home, okay? I love you." She kissed their cheeks. Sending the two inside, in which JunSeo nudged for YeJun to walk. Seeing as though he still held all that worry within his system towards her. Because he loved her. Loved both of his parents.

And on heavy feet, YeJun obliged to JunSeo's ways. Immediately meeting his teacher's gaze, only to glare at the woman in the most deadly manner. Because he didn't care. Didn't care to be an asshole. And didn't care to let her know. . . that he couldn't give two fucks about her.

"Jesus YeJun. . . why didn't you tell me your mom was fucking hot—"

"What the fuck did you just say?" The boy was quick to look over at his friend. His same friend who went by the name of JaeHyun as the boy's hands immediately went up in defense. Having walked in after JunSeo and YeJun took their seats, only to see Ming standing in the doorway as he came in.

"You know I'm only joking, Jun-ah—"

"Fuck off." YeJun didn't care to be an asshole. Making JunSeo laugh as he watched JaeHyun smirk. Because JunSeo knew. Knew just how protective YeJun was over his mother. His same mother who JunSeo practically saw as his own. And his same mother who stayed outside of their classroom. Trying her hardest to control every ounce of heat lingering within her system as Ming took notice of the way she looked over at the door. Catching sight of her standing there. It being the same woman who had her blood running cold. Because Ming was intimidating. Having been something Yoongi couldn't help but feel completely attracted to.