Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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YeJun knew he had to face his mother. Knew he had to come to terms with what happened as he stepped through that single home where she was. Belonging to the one man who was sitting there on the couch with the girl. And the one man who had been in SeJun's place. . . all this time.

However, YeJun could barely handle the tightening of his throat. Able to see those tears slipping down his mothers eyes that caught his own the minute he could do so much as step into the living room of the man's home. Making every inch of his being want to crumble, even if he'd try. Try so hard not to crack.

And it was Junsu who got to his feet. Having walked up to the one boy who listened to that whispered go talk to your mother, in which he squeezed his hand upon the boy's shoulder. Knowing that deep down inside YeJun was craving for the girl. She was his mother.

So, YeJun made himself. Made himself give the man a single nod before stalking up to the one girl who's tears continued to fall upon the sight of the boy. Realizing that nothing in the world mattered. . . if she didn't have her son.

"YeJun." Her voice was so brokenly soft. Coming out in that single manner that had the boys eyes stinging with tears as the two got left there all alone. Giving them that space both SeJun and Junsu knew they needed. Needed so badly.

"You don't even know how worried I was about you, baby." She didn't care to cry. Didn't care to let her guard down in front of the boy. The same boy who she took hold of almost instantly, only to feel relief she never thought would make her heart so full. Because she needed the boy. Needed to be able to feel him. Needed to be able to see that he was okay.

And YeJun couldn't. Couldn't stop his jaw from going tight as his tears fell underneath her words. Realizing that the girl was never the enemy. That she wanted to protect him. That she herself was hurt. . . just as badly as him.

"I'm sorry." His voice was so deep. Carrying that tone to it that had Ming pulling back ever so gently, only to watch those tears slip her child's eyes. Making her only shake her head at the boy who she never wanted this to happen to in life. Who she wondered at times if she deserved. And who she would give away anything for, in order to let him see another day.

"I'm just happy you're with me, baby. I love you." He watched as she looked at him. Looked at him with that gaze YeJun could barely stomach. Swearing that no one would ever carry as much adoration for him as his mother. Because Ming did love the boy. Loved the boy just as much as his father. . . who's entire life had fallen apart right before him.

"You don't know how much your father and I love you, YeJun. And I know that you're upset with him. That you're angry and that you don't want to see him, but I don't want you to hate him, baby—"

"Mom—"

"I know your father better than anyone, YeJun. And I know that he can't live without you, baby—"

"Then why did he cheat on you with my teacher? Huh? Why did he choose her over us?" YeJun shook his head. Saying things that Ming herself could hardly stomach hearing leave his lips. Never thinking she'd have to his this type of conversation with the boy. Because she couldn't. Couldn't believe that the man who she had done anything and everything for had thrown away all they created. Holding memories with him that would keep her up for hours at night thinking of each one. Whether it be their first few dates together or whether it be that single day he first told the woman that he loved her. Making her realize that she could never. Never turn against the man who had broken her heart. Because Ming loved Yoongi for all of him. . . that others would find completely disgusting.