Erotica- Yoongi [18+]

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"Run it again." Yoongi dropped his head down. Resting his elbows amongst his knees that were spread in the most attractive manner. A look that would have Ming all over the man who's ears perked at the sound of the money lying on the table in front of them, getting ran through a machine by Jimin. Jimin and Taehyung who had both Jin and Namjoon on their sides, while both Hoseok and Jungkook handle a few local deals. Doing the things they had done for so long.

And with a head tilt, Yoongi slid the tray of cocaine to himself. Having began to use the drug more often than before. Because the money was coming in so quickly. So quickly and so smoothly. But he couldn't enjoy it. Couldn't enjoy it without having the thought of getting caught staying in the back of his mind.

So with a sigh, the man pinched his nose. Feeling that instant burning of his veins yet numbness that took it all away. Intoxicating the man just like it always did, even if it was then that Ming came through the front door. Making Taehyung instantly take hold of the gun lying before him, only to instantly drop it the second he caught sight of just who it was.

"My bad, Ming." In a smirk, the man watched as she scoffed at him. Even if he could see the playfulness behind it. Playfulness that was always there.

"What'd you get, baby?" Yoongi looked up at the girl. The same girl who could feel their gazes on her frame as she caught the instant dilation of his eyes. Dilation that had her knowing just what the man had been doing. Pairing with the half empty bottle of alcohol in front of his frame.

"Yoongi." Her hand was already up against his face. Having dropped down her shopping bags, only to watch the way he tried to turn his gaze away from her own. Because she knew. Knew the man didn't use drugs unless there was something going on.

"What happened—"

"Not now, Ming—please." He shook his head. Moving his face away from her hand, only to earn her stare on his body. Her stare that was so heavy. And her stare that caused that immediate tension within the air. Tension everyone could feel.

"Yoongi—"

"I said not now, Ming. What the fuck is it that you don't get?! Huh—"

"Yoongi." And it was Jin who interfered. Watching as the younger got to his feet before looking down at the girl who met his gaze. His gaze that could see the disgust within her own. Disgust that had been there more often than not these days. Yet she didn't know why. Why he was being so distant. So distant and so aggressive towards her lately.

"Ming—"

"Don't you dare fucking touch me." With a glare, the girl ripped her hand away from his hold. Scoffing in the most amused manner, before taking hold of her things. Going straight towards their room, only to continue feeling their eyes on her body. But she didn't look back. Didn't do anything but slam the door shut behind her.

"Everything's here, hyung." It was Jimin who cut the tension. His voice so timid yet deep as it filled the air. Having finished counting the money.

But Yoongi didn't look at him. Didn't do anything more than take a seat again. Instantly pressing the bottle of alcohol to his lips before Jin's voice filled the air.

"Go talk to her, Yoongi—"

"Stay the fuck out of my business." In a grunt, the man met Jin's eyes. His eyes that turned heavy almost instantly as the elder shook his head with a laugh. Having seen the boy do these types of things more times than he could even remember.