Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

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It was already happening. . . the addiction. Just like Yoongi said it was. And she didn't know why it felt so good. Nor so euphoric to her body that was currently craving to have another line of the drug enter her system. Wanting to make every nerve in her body go completely numb as the girl took in a breath. Knowing that she should've never taken the drugs from him. And that she should've let him do whatever it was he wanted to her instead. But the intimidation he held was too strong. And too terrifying to do anything but obey. Just like the cocaine that slipped down into her bloodstream. Doing what it did every time it caressed her veins. . . make everything feel numb. But she fucking loved how it felt. She always did.

So with a breathless laugh, the woman wiped away any powder lingering on her nose. Noticing the effects already making way as her head met with the pillows laying beneath her. And the softness of her covers that felt so good against her skin. Her skin that slowly heated up with each second passing by while her gaze set itself onto the ceiling above her. Focusing on every crevice and every indent that lingered within the whitened dry wall as the softness of her lips curved into a smile. Because she felt happy. . . even if she wasn't.

And just like that, she was filled with pure relief. Relief and numbness that had her heart picking up its pace with each second that passed. But it felt good. Being numb felt good. So she let herself take some time off.
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"Kitten. . ." His voice was nothing more than a whisper as he watched the woman enter class. Noticing the dilation of her eyes that met his own. His own that were practically fucking the girl as she smiled at him. Too high to realize that she was. And too high to notice him staring at her as she took the seat beside his own. Feeling his hand make way against the skin of her thigh only to receive a throaty chuckle from the man who leaned back in his seat. All with a smirk etched onto his lips. Because he knew she was high. And that the addiction. . . was already occurring.