Drugs 4- Yoongi [18+]

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"YeJun-ah."

"Hyung!" The boy was quick to etch a smile onto his face. Having caught sight of the man walking into his home. The same man who was friends with his father. And the same man who Yoongi had known for so long.

"What the fuck did I tell you about coming here without notice—"

"Oh come on, hyung. . . you know I always come over." It was Jungkook who cut the man off. Earning an instant scoff alongside a smirk from the elder who's arm stayed wrapped around his wife's frame. All while he rose the bottle of soju he held, to his lips. Tasting all that bitterness he couldn't deny he enjoyed.

And Yoongi watched as his son got to his feet. Immediately earning Jungkook's arm around his neck as he put the boy in a head lock. Seeing as though the man was one of the boy's uncles. Having been around since the day he was born.

"You been listening to your mom? Huh?" Jungkook let him go. All while moving over to the kitchen, in want to grab his own bottle of alcohol. And just like that, the room turned silent. Silent enough to have Jungkook looking over at the one girl who had the man instantly tilting his head.

"Don't tell me you've been acting up—"

"I've been fine—"

"Is that true?" Jungkook continued to press the girl. Knowing just how protective she was of her son who watched the way she voiced out a soft yes. Not wanting to bring up the fact that he was trying to get involved. Involved with dealing.

And with a grin, Jungkook met eyes with Yoongi. Taking notice of just how tense his body had become. Holding all that pent up aggression that his son was just as filled with.

"What about girls then, huh? I know you've had to have bagged a few by now—"

"Jungkook!" It was Ming who cut him off. Causing the man to laugh almost instantly as YeJun did just the same. Knowing exactly how the man was. He was wild.

"You know, I tried to get with your mom when we were younger once—"

"And I beat your fucking ass." Yoongi smirked over at the man. Having remembered the moment like the back of his hand. Because Yoongi was insane. Insane enough to kill those who ever tried to fuck with the woman.

"Your father always has been fucking crazy." Jungkook couldn't help but laugh furthermore. All while YeJun looked over at his father. His father who he had heard so many stories about when the man was younger, even if Yoongi would try to hide that other side of him. Dealing with things that most would find completely inhumane, behind the boy's back.

"Don't let anyone take your girl from you, YeJun-ah. You hear me?" Yoongi jerked his head over at the boy with a smirk. Causing his son to simply laugh underneath his breath, all while Ming scoffed in the most amused manner.

"Is that so?" She couldn't help but meet her loves eyes. His eyes that turned heavy almost instantly upon her gesture, as the girl took hold of his chin. Immediately earning a smirk from the man who let out the most sultry yes. Having connected their lips the second he did so, all while feeling the way she smiled ever so softly. Because Ming could remember. Remember how many times the man had lost his temper with other men who would try and get with her.

"Don't be an asshole like your father and uncle, YeJun. Be nice—"

"The boy's almost 18, noona. And besides, girls don't like nice guys—"