Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

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"Where the hell have you been?!" Ming was met with her brother's voice as she entered her house. Making the girl instantly scoff at him with a laugh while he watched her walk towards her room. Not paying the man any attention because she didn't want to. Didn't want to hear him yell at her. Or watch him act as though he cared.

"Fucking answer me, Ming!" And he continued to yell. All while his fists came across her door that she had locked after closing it shut behind her. Able to hear the immediate danger in his tone. Pairing with the aggression that was there more often than not.

"Fuck off, SeJun." She grumbled out. Continuing to change out of her clothes in an unruly manner. Knowing that it was Yoongi who made her this way. Who made her angry. And confused as to why she didn't mind to stay back with him. Or to be claimed by the man who was the same person her brother fucking hated. And the same person who her brother just made a deal with. . . at the casino.

"Then I'll kick it open!" Ming was quick to open her door. Meeting eyes with her brother who's hand came around her neck almost instantly. And who's chest was heaving as he looked down at the girl pressed up against her bedroom walls. Holding enough repulsion in her gaze to make him feel sick.

"You fucking tell me where you've been!" She could feel the metal of a gun meet with her head. All while the trigger clicked in a scarce manner. "Now!"

"With, Yoongi!" She pushed him away. Unfazed by the feeling of his gun being directly planted on her skull, because she knew that'd he'd never have the balls to shoot his own sister.

"Don't tell me you enjoy being with them." SeJun couldn't help but laugh. Looking down at the woman in amusement. The same woman who's blood had never been more on fire. And who's stomach had never began to flop in such angst.

"I'm just doing what the fuck you told me." Her tone was so deadly. And SeJun could see the danger in her own gaze as she ripped the gun from his hold. Making sure he felt the way she dug the barrel into his own skull. And the way she pulled back on the trigger all over again.

"You're the one who told me to get in on him and his guys. To find out their antics. To be the hidden pair of eyes for you—"

"But I still want to keep you safe, Ming. You're my fucking sister." He reasoned out. Noticing just how dark the woman's aura had become. Because she used to be so pure in his eyes. But all purity. . . comes with sin. "He's ruthless, Ming. And I know he won't think twice about killing you—"

"You want to keep me safe? Huh?!" She couldn't help but scoff. Unable to contain her immediate laughter as SeJun watched the girl in horror. Feeling the gun do nothing more but shove itself deeper into his head.

"If you wanted me safe, I wouldn't be doing this." She wouldn't. And he knew it too. "So just stay the fuck out of my way. . . and let me do what I need to do."

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"Ming." She looked up to see Jimin standing by her desk. A smile on his face and black hair laying ever so messily on his head. But she stayed silent. Completely unamused by the man himself.

"No need to be rude, kitten. . . " Yoongi was the one to intervene. Making the girl roll her eyes with an annoyed sigh as she pushed away his hand that let itself rest on her thighs.

"Hi, Jimin." She deadpanned out. Barely even keeping eye contact with the black haired boy, before turning around to look at the lesson. Even if Yoongi stopped her. Making her feel the way he brushed his lips against her ear. And the way his hand returned back to her thighs in a possessive manner.

"You don't want to make daddy mad now, do you?" Ming could feel the way his lips grazed over the skin just below her ear. And the way he smiled ever so subtly. Knowing that his use of words had the girl more than disgusted as he laughed ever so quietly. But she stayed silent. All until Jimin's voice fled the air.

"Taehyung will be here next week." He watched the way Yoongi stopped his actions. Having cut the man off from doing anything more than he already did as he looked down at the couple. Already able to see the amusement in Yoongi's expression that had never been so smug.

"I'm sure you'd like that. . . right, Ming ?"And she knew what he was doing. Knew that he was trying his best to get underneath Yoongi's skin. And he did. He did every single time.

"Why the fuck are you still standing here, huh?" Yoongi couldn't help but laugh. Completely mocking the man who stood before him, all while wrapping a heavy arm around Ming's shoulder. Ming being the same girl who Yoongi knew the younger wanted to get a taste of. Because Jimin was always. . . hunting for prey.

"Go back there with Jin and stay there." The elder watched as he smiled. Flickering his gaze down Ming's body one last time before doing as told. And it was then that Ming shook her head. Relaxing herself into Yoongi's chest that she hated herself for enjoying.

"You're such an asshole."

"That's how I gotta be, kitten." She could practically hear the way he smirked. All while he planted a kiss on the top of her head. Allowing for the girl to further lean into his body. "I have to protect what's mine."