Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"SeJun-ah." In a grin, the man could hear his name get called. Immediately locking hands with the one man who's eyes couldn't help but fall glossy. Making SeJun take hold of him almost instantly, only to laugh ever so deeply. Swearing he was never going to see the man again. The same man who was like a brother to him.

"I can't even remember the last time I fucking saw you." It was Junsu who the man was speaking to. And it was Junsu who hadn't known. Known that the man was alive. Known that he had been in prison. Having gotten a call that had his entire being falling numb the minute he heard the man's voice as SeJun gestured for them to go inside that single bar the man had asked him to meet him at. Leading to the two placing in their orders ever so quickly, only to drink the one substance that had the each of them grinning the second they hit their glasses together.

"20 years, SeJun-ah. How the fuck have you lasted this long without pussy—"

"Fuck off." And Junsu watched as the man laughed. Laughed that laugh just barely painful as SeJun shook his head. Having missed these moments with the one man who had always been there for him. Asking him favors he knew only Junsu himself could fulfill.

"Thank you." SeJun met his eyes. His eyes that looked at him with that gaze so heavy. Swallowing down those tears the man wouldn't dare let surface. Because he couldn't. Couldn't allow himself to feel.

"For what, huh? You're like my fucking brother, SeJun-ah. I would do anything for you." He would. Would look after his sister during that period of time he was gone. Would keep up with how her child was doing, despite his own schedule being busy as SeJun felt the man bring his arm around his shoulder.

"I can't believe she has a kid, Junsu. He's almost fucking 18 and probably has no clue I exist." He could hear that pain in the man's voice. Pain that had SeJun laughing to himself. Because he couldn't. Couldn't think about how much he's missed. Think about how much he's lost out on. Not daring to interrupt the girls life by letting anyone tell her that he was alive. Knowing that the woman was with him. And he didn't. Didn't want to risk something going wrong.

"He loves that girl to death too—"

"Does he sell drugs?" SeJun was quick to cut him off. Making Junsu's gaze just barely falter as he did so. Because he knew. Knew that the boy had gotten into them. Running deals all too small for his father, even if those same deals led to him being in the hospital. Having made the boy feel like he could actually make his own deals with his own people. Even if he had no clue that those same people were sent out by his mothers father. . . who wanted nothing more than to take away everything the girl had.

And the silence alone was enough to make SeJun shake his head with that laugh so deep. All while he brought his drink up to his lips. Able to feel that heat of his blood surface. Surface so easily.

"I knew that piece of fucking shit was going to let that happen—"

"Things are different now, SeJun. I promise he loves those two more than anything—"

"Loves them enough to go and cheat on his own fucking wife?" Junsu watched as he turned to look at him. Causing his own expression to falter as those words slipped his lips.

"That piece of shit hasn't changed at all." SeJun shook his head. Carrying enough anger in his being to have made him want to go and kill the man the second he listened to the woman say those words to him. Having watched her slowly lose herself to the man. Doing things he could've sworn she would've never acted upon before. She had fallen completely in love with him.

Yet Junsu didn't speak. Realizing that he hadn't heard from the woman for longer than she'd ever let herself go without speaking to him. Getting those calls every week from the girl who'd tell him all that was going on. Yet they had stopped. Stopped so abruptly.