Erotica- Yoongi [18+]

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"Jesus hyung. . . I think you've set a new record." Jungkook shook his head. His lips laced with a smirk and expression completely smug as he pulled up the pair of underwear he found lying on the floor. All while meeting Jimin's eyes as he does so.

"How the fuck do you not get tired? Huh?" Jungkook couldn't help but laugh. Having watched the man rip the pair of panties from out his grasp, before tossing them into the trash. Unable to even remember who they belonged to. Because there was no denying that Jimin wasn't being reckless. Running through girls as if doing so were a competition as Jungkook continued to laugh. Getting underneath the man's skin just like he always would.

"I mean come on, hyung. . . I think it's time you take a break—"

"Fuck off—"

"Every time I come here I find something new." Jungkook cut him off. Earning a glare from the man who's torso was on full display. Pairing almost desperately with the messiness of his black locks that had been strangled just hours ago.

"It's just not healthy, Jimin—"

"And how the fuck would you know?" In a laugh, Jimin tossed his head back. Feeling the way Jungkook watched him take a seat on the couch before aligning his nose over a fresh line of cocaine. Uncaring about how much he was doing lately. Because the man was broken. So, so broken.

"Let's not act like you're just so fucking perfect, huh?" Jimin brushed his thumb across his nose. Pinching it in an intoxicated manner, all while relaxing himself further back into the couch. Already able to feel just how potent the drug was. The same drug that he had gotten from Yoongi. And the same drug that had made him millions.

However, Jungkook didn't speak. His laughter alone enough to speak for him. Because Jungkook was just as arrogant. . . as the rest of them.

"Don't tell me you've began using your own supply?" Smirked out, Jungkook narrowed his eyes. Knowing that the man had been taking more of the cut for himself than he should be. All while noticing just how much he had been using over the past few weeks.

"You should know by now to never use your own supply, hyung." His voice was so deep. Holding all that arrogance that had Jimin's blood falling hotter as the seconds passed by. Because the man fucking hated looking stupid. Yet right now he could've never seemed more naive.

"You think I don't have enough money to pay for what I took?" It was Jimin's turn to laugh. His expression cynical enough to make Jungkook's ego boost as the man got to his feet. Meeting eyes with the elder who couldn't give two fucks about coming up short on a count. Because the man was gone. So far gone.

"Let's not forget who the fuck had to cover for you before? Huh?" With a smile, Jimin watched the boy's gaze fall. Raising his hand up to his cheek, only to lightly slap his face in a mocking manner. Showing all those qualities of himself that could have even Jungkook himself about to snap. Yet the younger didn't speak. Holding that same poker face Jimin would hold as well. Because all of them were just alike. And neither one of them could give a single fuck about being killed from their actions.

But Jungkook wasn't one to lash out so quickly. Knowing how and when to play the game as the etching of a smirk against his lips returned all over again. Just like it did earlier. And just like it did when he'd meet her eyes. Her eyes that Jimin had been craving to watch flutter underneath his touch. All while earning the most sinful whimpers of his name off her lips that he never thought could feel so good when pressed against his own. Matching the rhythm at which he'd please her.