Drugs- Yoongi [18+]

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"Fold." Jin threw his cards out with a sigh. Stopping himself from gambling any further amongst the men he was playing with as Hoseok grinned. Placing two poker chips onto the middle of the table all 8 of them were at.

"He's bluffing." It was Ming's voice that reached Yoongi's ears. Ming being the same girl who was sat on the man's lap as her back stayed pressed against his chest. And with a smirk, it was the man himself who let his fingers slightly pull up his deck of cards. Keeping his gaze low enough to catch sight of the numbers lingering upon them as he did so.

"Call." Yoongi sent a smile towards, Hoseok. Watching the way he glared at him before meeting Taehyung's eyes that were too occupied on analyzing their body language. Trying to figure out what he needed to do in order to win, as he twirled a pair of green poker chips between the tips of his fingers. Having tossed the items onto the middle of the table with a heavy grunt, only to have Yoongi smirk all over again. Because he could see the instant hesitation within Taehyung's stance. And the instant anger that fled Hoseok's soul as he trailed his fingers along the skin of Ming's waist. Able to feel the way she subconsciously snuggled further into him. And the way her own hand kept itself upon his torso.

Yet it was then that Jimin gestured for them to show their cards. Making Taehyung do so almost instantly, in which the sound of Hoseok's filled the air. Having realized just how low his chances of ever winning were as Yoongi smirked up at the girl who smiled over at him.

"Since when did you learn how to play poker? Huh?" His voice was so low. So low and so deep as she felt the way it vibrated against her back. All while she smiled with that quiet, you don't need to know, only to giggle at the man ever so softly. Having watched the way he leaned forward to take hold of both that money and poker chips, as she let those softness of her fingers play with his hair. Just barely combing through the blonde strands resting on his head, in which she could feel the way his grasp on her body tightened. Allowing for himself to look up at the girl with those eyes she could feel. Feel that complete danger within.

"Shit." It was Taehyung's voice that caught their attention. His voice that came out in a sigh as the boy tossed his head back with a smile. Having finished off his first line of cocaine for the night. All while Jungkook snatched away the rolled up bill lingering within his grasp. Needing the item in order to do his own ungodly things.

"Careful now, kook. . . you rarely use cocaine—"

"Fuck off." It was Hoseok who the younger cut off. Having ran no more than that bill across a single line, in which he couldn't help but drop his head back in the same manner Taehyung had. Able to feel that relief. That relief pairing with that instant high he couldn't describe even if he wanted to, as that feeling of his lips came against Ming's neck. Making the girl just barely drop her head to the side, in which she kept her eyes on those men before her. Watching as the alcohol lingering on the table drained their system just as heavily, as she felt his hand begin to roam her thighs. Coming higher and higher underneath the girls skirt, only to have her own hand fall behind his head. Resting against the nape of his neck as his lips began to turn even heavier.

And she could feel it. Feel that impatience within the man she was sitting upon the lap of. Even if she couldn't deny how good it felt. Felt to have his lips against her neck. Felt to have his hands continuing to run up her thighs that he couldn't help but tighten his grasp upon. Squeezing at the woman's skin ever so heavily, in which he felt the way she turned her head. Allowing for her hand to slide against his cheek, in which she connected their lips. Completely falling into the one man who she could sense the complete danger within the second she met him. Knowing that the man was. Was insane. Was just as crazy as those amongst him would describe.