Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

6

Ming woke up in a groggy state. Turning to look at the clock laying on her bedside table that read 4:30 am. A much earlier time than what she'd usually up wake up for school. So with a heavy sigh, she ran a rough hand through her hair. Already feeling the absence of cocaine in her body.

And in a tired manner, the woman got to her feet. Immediately going to go see if her brother had made it home for the night. And to her luck, he was passed out on the couch.

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She could feel his eyes on her body. Making the woman grimace as she took her seat beside his own. Meeting his eyes that slightly crinkled from the smirk adoring his lips. A sight that only had her more irritated.

"So. . ." God did she hate how smug he sounded. How arrogant he was and how fucking persistent the man could be as Yoongi leaned into her ear. Disregarding the current lesson taking place as he let himself rest a heavy hand on the woman's knee. Allowing for the pad of his thumb to trail the skin. "How was it?"

He watched the way she let out a breath of annoyance. Grabbing the mans hand from her leg only to toss it from her own hold. Scoffing out a tired it was okay before meeting his eyes that had her heart pounding in discomfort. The man was just so fucking intimidating.

And in silence, Ming disconnected their gazes. Keeping her expression unfazed as she trained her eyes on the window. Feeling his stare on her body by just the way he chuckled. And just the way he lowered himself into his chair before letting his last set of words escape his lips. All with his legs spread out and head dropped back in the most arrogant manner.

"Whatever you say. . . Chang Ming."