Indulgence- Taehyung [18+]

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"Ming. . ." Yoongi could see his love standing in the bathroom. Her head tilted in the slightest manner as she finishes taking off her jewelry for the night. Even if she could feel the man take hold of her from behind. And all while his lips press themselves against her neck.

"Not tonight, baby. . . okay?" He watched as she turned around. Having stopped the man who's kisses were only turning greedier as he caught the hurt in her eyes. Knowing that the girl was upset. And that the aching feeling in her heart was too present to go unnoticed.

"Ming baby—" Yoongi couldn't help but cut himself off. Catching the small pool of tears in his girlfriend's eyes as she tried to move away from him. But he was quick to take hold of her wrist. Having turned her around all over again only to shake his head. Knowing that he'd be unable to meet her gaze. Because it was all so hard. And the topic of him being sick had became complete taboo.

"Yoongi—"

"I'm sorry." She watched as he choked out the words. Making her heart break almost instantly because she knew that he wanted her to see him as strong. As the one that'd protect her. And as the one that would have everyone around them scared shitless of the man himself. But he was getting weaker. And the thought was enough to make Yoongi's stomach churn.

"Why?" He could already feel the way her hands made way against his cheeks. All while his arms wrapped themselves around her waist. Because he couldn't lose her. Couldn't lose the only thing that's made him happy.

"Why are you sorry for being sick, baby? Huh?" He could've sworn ones voice had never been softer. Or more delicate as Ming got on the tips of her toes. Letting him feel the way she nudged her nose into his own. And the way she dragged her fingers through his undercut that she loved so much.

But Yoongi couldn't answer. Couldn't allow himself to be vulnerable even if Ming had seen the man at his most terrible times. Because she had. And had gained more love for him with each tear that'd slip from the softness of his eyes.

"I can't be sick, Ming. I can't let others see that I'm weak—"

"But you're not, baby—"

"Yes I am." Yoongi was quick to cut her off. Having had the man who was slowly becoming more and more ruthless, flash through his mind. And who was trying to take his only love. . . right from the tips of his fingers.

"I can feel it, kitten. The drowsiness, a-and the loss of appetite." Yoongi could see her tears. Her tears that caressed her skin in the most sacred manner as she kept her hands held up against his face. Because she knew he needed her. He always did.

"But why wouldn't you have told me, baby? I don't want you going through this alone." She didn't. Didn't want to see him hide from her. Or act as though everything was okay as she connected their lips that she could feel trembling against her own. Because they were both so scared. So scared to lose each other.

"I don't want you worrying, Ming. A-and I can't stand to know that I'm hurting you—"

"Yoongi." He had never heard the 6 letter word sound so startled. Having watched the way she shook her head with a quiet why would you say that only to brush away his tears. Because she didn't want him feeling guilty about something. . . he couldn't help.

"What hurts me is seeing him walk all over you." He could hear the sudden change in her voice. And the subtle aggression that it held.