Drugs 3- Yoongi [18+]

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"Since when did you learn how to cook?" Ming tilted her head. Questioning the man who was making dinner for the 6 of them. And with a quick turn of the body, it was Jin who couldn't help but let a smirk adorn his lips. Catching Ming's gentle gaze from where she sat by the kitchen island.

"Since forever." Jin turned back to resume his cooking. Earning a quiet laugh from the woman who shook her head. Scoffing right after Jimin took place beside her. His smug voice feeling like utter venom to her soul.

"Hyung's a great cook. . ." He let his eyes rest on her soft ones. Having allowed for the darkness of his hair to fall amongst his gaze as the length of his tongue, ran across his bottom lip. All while his teeth poked out as he did so. And Ming could feel the tension in the air. Only making her more in the mood to tease the man as she voiced back a sultry oh really.

And before Jimin could say another word, it was Yoongi who walked through the front door with flowers in hand. His aura one of pure fatigue as he walked over to the girl. Feeling the immediate softness of her hands graze his torso as she caught his lips.

"You like them?" He pulled away with a smile. Gesturing towards the flowers still lingering within the palm of his hand. And Ming couldn't help but let her eyes round up at the man himself. Voicing out a gentle I love them, baby as she reconnected their lips. The action feeling like the night he took her out to karaoke. It being a night that she'd cherish forever. And a night that she realized just how much she needed, Yoongi.

"Woah, hyung. . ." It was Jimin's voice that fled the air. "I see you're having to work a little extra to get some pussy now, huh—"

"Jimin!" Ming was quick to cut him off. Slapping a heavy hand across the man's arm, in which he bit his lip at the girl. Making Yoongi scoff out a laugh as he watched Ming get to her feet. Padding way towards Jin only to grab a vase from out one of the cabinets for her.

And Yoongi knew. Knew how badly Jimin wanted to get at the girl. The same girl that Yoongi was trying to be a better man for. Because he knew how stressed he makes her with the things he does. Having gotten the both of them almost killed from his actions.

"Yoongi baby, pass me the flowers." She looked over at her love. Her same love who watched as she smiled. Taking the flowers from his grasp the second he let himself hand them over, only to instantly take the wrapper from around the base of them. Making sure to place them in fresh water as she did so.

"Did you go and see Tee today?" It was Jin who questioned the boy. Having continued finishing up the soup he was making, only to earn a nod from the younger who grabbed a fresh bottle of soju from the fridge. All while taking a seat on the couch where both Hoseok and Jungkook sat. The two of them watching a random show on TV.

"He said he's having a party tomorrow. . ." Yoongi met Jin's eyes. Bringing the alcohol to his lips while letting his legs spread out in a gruffly manner as he rested his elbow on the couch's arm. "You wanna go?"

"I don't see why not." Jin grabbed his own bottle of alcohol. Placing it on the dining table alongside the soup he made as he called out to the rest of the boys to come and eat.

"Who is, Tee?" Ming put down the bowls for the boys who came to sit almost instantly. Barely able to control their hunger any longer as she watched them shove each other out of the way. Wanting to be the first ones to get the most contents held within the soup.