Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"YeJun baby, look at the camera for mommy." In a giggle, Ming continued to try and take a picture of both her husband and son. The two of them sitting on a swing set as Yoongi held the boy in his lap. Even if YeJun was barely paying attention. Too invested in wanting to play to do so.

And Ming watched as Yoongi pointed his finger at the camera with a few calls of his son's name. Causing YeJun to just barely do as told, in which Yoongi was quick to smile. All while he let his fingers softly tickle the boy's tummy, in which YeJun himself couldn't help but giggle. Causing the boy to immediately smile as well, in which Ming was quick to take a few pictures of the two.

"Mommy's boys look so handsome." In a smile, Ming walked back over to where the two sat. Having immediately moved down just enough to pepper her son's face with kisses as YeJun giggled underneath the girl's gesture. All while Yoongi himself gestured for them to switch places. Wanting to take a few photos of both his love and son together.

"Smile with mommy, YeJun-ah." Yoongi looked over at the boy. The same boy who let his arms come around his mother's neck as Ming held the boy. Making her laugh that laughter all too genuine and pure as the girl whispered out that soft look at daddy, baby, in which YeJun pressed his cheek against his mother's own. Having smiled in the most playful manner as Yoongi's heart practically broke right then and there. Because this was what'd make him happy. What would make him try to keep himself alive. What would be the reason he'd continue going on days he wanted to so badly give up and end it all, as Ming let the boy back down onto his feet. Allowing for him to go and play as Ming walked back over to where Yoongi stood, only to latch her arm within his own. Having moved to take a seat on one of the empty benches lingering amongst the park itself.

And all Ming could do was snuggle into the man's side. Unable to deny just how cold it was as Yoongi let the girl do so. The same girl being the one who he watched look up at him with those eyes all too warm and soft as she connected their lips in the most gentle manner.

"All he wants to do is play now." In a laugh, Ming couldn't help but look over at their son. Watching as he interacted with the other kids, all while Yoongi took hold of the girl's hand. Running that heaviness of his thumb along the back of her skin as he did so.

"He's a big boy now, baby. . . he doesn't need us anymore." Yoongi let a smile adorn his lips. Earning that same laughter from the girl as before, in which Ming shook her head with a sigh. Allowing for the base of it to rest against her husband's shoulder.

"I just like to see him happy. . . I like to see the both of you happy." Ming whispered out. Having raised her husband's hand up to her lips, only to kiss the back of it in such a way that had Yoongi's entire being going numb. Because the girl was so necessary in his life. Playing a role he knew he couldn't have another woman play the way she did.

And Ming could feel his lips come against the top of her head. The gesture alone being one she loved more than he'd ever know as Ming watched her son trip over his feet. Making the two of them laugh ever so softly, in which she let out that gentle be careful, baby, only to earn a giggled smile from the boy who continued to run around. Doing everything his parents loved to see him do. Because the boy was just a child. Needing to do things that the average little kid would be able to do, even if the boy's life would never be like his peers. Because his parents weren't worried about the boy falling down and busting his lip like the average parent. Yet were worried about someone killing him just to get to his father. His same father who had no clue that the boy had been lying in an alleyway completely unconscious. And his same father who was doing nothing more than running a deal with with those he couldn't give two single fucks about.