Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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He could hear those soft knocks. Those knocks that had him swearing out a set of curse words all too deep underneath his breath as he immediately went to go open the front door itself. Having revealed the one girl who he hadn't expected to see as those softness of her eyes met his heavy ones.

"Ming?" There was no denying the subtle breathlessness of his voice. All while Ming herself noticed the heaving of his chest. Pairing with the man's boxers that were barely hanging onto his body as the girls eyes went wide almost instantly.

"Are you busy right now—"

"O-Of course not, noona." She could see right through his lies. Knowing that the man had been doing something all too inappropriate with the random girl lingering in his bed completely naked, as Ming laughed underneath his words. Swearing that the boy was still that same boy she never thought she'd grow so fond of.

"I'll just go to, Jin's—"

"N-No, it's okay. Come inside." He didn't even think of what he had on. Having done no more than move just enough to have the woman follow suit with a laugh all too gentle as Ming let herself walk behind the boy.

"Did something happen—"

"Kookie baby, where did you go?" It was the girls voice who cut him off. Revealing the one woman who had Ming looking away almost instantly as she tried her hardest not to laugh. Because god was the boy insane. So, so insane.

And she listened to his whispered yells for her to go back in the room. Having been nothing more than naked as the girl scoffed underneath his gesture. All while that slamming of his bedroom door met with his ears. Causing the man to instantly roll his eyes at the woman who was nothing more than some random girl he had brought over for the night.

"I'm sorry—"

"Is that the girlfriend you've been talking about?" Ming cut him off. Causing the boy to immediately glare at the girl as she did so, only to watch as she took a seat on the couch. His home all too unkept for his liking. Because the boy was rarely home. Always finding things to do with himself and time.

"Yes." His tone was so childish. Causing Ming to do no more than laugh at the man who's lies were all too detectable, even if it was then that he noticed the bags sitting next to her. Making that base of his gaze go round almost instantly.

"W-Why do you have bags with you?" She could recognize that tone of his voice anywhere. Speaking just how he would when the two were so young. Having always been so close to the girl who only shook her head. Trying her hardest not to break down in front of the man who wasn't Jin. Because Ming knew. Knew if Yoongi found out she was staying with him, he'd kill the man.

"Yoongi and I have just been fighting a lot. And I think it'd be good if we had some time apart for a little." He knew she wasn't okay. Knew that her words had her wanting to completely crack right then and there as Jungkook's gaze turned completely soft. Seeing as though the girl was the only person who had ever tried with the elder. And Jungkook knew. Knew she would do anything for the man.

"So I was just wondering if I could stay with you for the time being." Ming met his eyes. His eyes that wanted to well with tears right then and there upon seeing that subtle glossiness of her own. Because it was hard. Hard to admit that her own marriage was falling apart right beneath her feet.

"O-Of course you can, Ming." He didn't want to question her. Didn't want to invade the woman's business that he knew better than to invade as Ming watched him move next to her. Able to tell that the girl needed that comfort. Comfort he himself would crave for at times.