Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"What'd I tell you about coming up here, kitten? Huh?" On slow steps, Yoongi caught sight of the girl standing there on the rooftop of their school. Earning an immediate scoff from the woman as she took a drag of the single cigarette lingering within her grasp. Knowing that the man didn't want her using them. But the girl didn't care.

"Why are you here—"

"To see you—"

"But I don't want to see you. . . so leave." God did he love how challenging the girl was. Making the man do no more than inch closer to her as he listened to her scoff out those words to him. Even if Yoongi didn't listen. Didn't do anything more than come from behind the woman, in which he plucked the cigarette from her grasp. Immediately earning a whisper yell of his name from the girl who turned to look at him. Watching as he took his own drag of it before tossing the thing off the rooftop. Making Ming's eyes go completely narrow as he smirked at the girl.

"Do you have to always bother me—"

"You know you like it, baby—"

"Don't call me that." She was already turned around with his grasp. Able to feel her back against the cement railing of the rooftop as Yoongi looked down at the girl. The same girl who couldn't deny just how attractive he was, staring down at her with those blonde locks so heavy over his eyes. But she knew better. Knew better than to allow him to gain any further inch on her heart or being.

"Please get away from me—"

"Oh come on, kitten. . . don't tell me I can't say hello." Yoongi smirked down at the girl. The same girl who he himself couldn't deny held so much beauty. Because she was. Was so beautiful to the man who had no clue she'd turn into somebody he could never live without.

"Well I have to go—"

"You know your class doesn't start for another few minutes, baby—"

"Yoongi." Ming was quick to glare at the man. The same man who let those heaviness of his hands come against her waist. Holding onto the girl with every ounce of possession that'd have him killing those who ever tried to hurt or do so much as touch the girl. Because Yoongi knew. Knew she was solely his, even if she couldn't stand the man.

And with an eye roll, Ming shoved the man away. Immediately moving to leave with that annoyed goodbye, Yoongi, only to feel the way he immediately pulled her back. Even if the man had no clue just how strong he was. Having almost pulled the girl over the ledge, in which she was quick to take hold of his shirt. All while Yoongi himself rushed out those endless apologies upon her yells at him.

"Yoongi!"

"You know I'm sorry, baby—"

"Are you crazy?!" She couldn't help but slap her hand across his chest. Immediately glaring up at the man who could feel just how tightly she was holding onto him as Ming shook her head. Unable to stop the immediate laughter that fell off her lips. Because god was the man so stupid in her eyes. Stupid yet crazy enough to make her realize that he just needed someone to want him. Want and love him in ways the boy practically never received.

And never before had he thought ones laughter could sound so melodic. All while his own followed suit upon those giggles the girl couldn't help but release. Having went to slap his chest all over again, only to have Yoongi take hold of her wrist. Making both of them catch one another's eyes almost instantly. Able to feel every ounce of tension neither felt so strongly with anyone else but with each other.

"I'm sorry, baby. . . I promise." Yoongi smirked down at the woman. Desperate to say or do anything that'd have him ignoring that endless pounding of his heart. Because he knew. Knew the girl wouldn't love him in the ways he needed. Even if he didn't know that he was completely wrong. Seeing as though Ming didn't have enough strength in her being to stop herself. Stop herself from giving into the man and that love she was so afraid of feeling as well.