Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"C-can you play for me and mommy, daddy?" Gaze soft, the boy looked up at his father from where he sat on his mother's lap. Having just finished eating dinner together as Yoongi's eyes went round upon the boy's request.

"You want daddy to play? Huh?" In a smile, Yoongi took hold of the boy. Earning those endless giggles from him as YeJun nodded ever so quickly. All while Ming watched the two move over to where the piano laid within the living room of their home. Their home that the three had created so many memories within.

"Just copy daddy. . . okay?" Yoongi sat the boy down beside him on the stool. Allowing for his foot to press on one of the pedals lingering on the piano itself as his fingers rested on the keys. Creating a sound beautiful enough to make ones heart pound against their chest as YeJun watched his father play just for him.

"Now follow me." Yoongi took hold of his hand. Able to feel her eyes lingering on their frames as the woman watched the only people she'd do anything and everything for. Wishing that they could've had more kids. But she knew. Knew Yoongi wouldn't be able to help her. Help her at all.

And with a smile, Yoongi continued to show his son what to press. Making the boy giggle with a soft I'm sorry each time he pressed the wrong key. Even if Yoongi was quick to shake his head. Leaning down just enough to tickle the boys sides, in which those giggles would return all over again.

"A-are you watching, mommy?" He was quick to look back at her. Having always wanted to show the woman everything he was doing as Ming got to her feet with a nodded of course , baby, in which she let herself come from behind where the two sat. All while Yoongi felt the way she grazed her hands along his back. Leaning down just enough to press a kiss against the man's neck, all while YeJun earned the woman's hands against his sides. Unable to control the immediate growth of his smile the second the woman whispered out a gentle you're better than, daddy in which YeJun was quick to laugh alongside his mother.

"M-Mommy said I'm better than you, daddy—"

"YeJun!"

"Is that so?" In a smirk, Yoongi looked over at his wife who already had their son in her lap. Having taken a seat next to the man himself, all while YeJun's giggles continued to fill the air. Sounding all too pure and content as he looked over at his father with a nod. Making Yoongi only smirk as he caught eyes with the one girl who smiled. Leaning in just enough to bring her lips to the man's ear, in which she voiced out that whispered daddy's always the best. Causing Yoongi to hold back a groan the second the woman caught his lips. Even if their son was quick to make a puking noise. Making them both let out that laughter that had never been so filled with love.

Yet right now, things were nowhere near the same. The same as they were when the boy was just a child. The same as they were when things had just started. And all Ming herself could think of was that night the three of them had endured upon as she kept her eyes held on the boy who's head was lying amongst her lap. All while his eyes stay shut in complete contentment. Sleeping just as peacefully as he would each time he'd sit there on the couch waiting up with her for him. Wanting nothing more than to see his father, even if the boy would always fall asleep.

And just like that, her eyes shifted over to that same piano lingering within their home. All while her fingers comb through the boy's hair in a gentle manner. Unable to stop that aching of her heart the second she looked at it. Because all she wished was for her own husband to be home with them. To be sitting there playing the piano as she watches in utter adoration. But he wasn't. He wasn't there with them. Wasn't filling the air with the most beautiful music. Wasn't anywhere but out with the other boys handling something. All while alcohol continues to fill his system. Allowing for the substance to take away all his worries just like it always would.