Drugs 2- Yoongi [18+]

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"I never thought I'd have to do something like this to you. . ." Ming sniffled away her tears. Meeting eyes with the one man who could see the gun she held completely trembling underneath her fingertips. Able to feel the shaking of her palms that paired almost miserably with the burning of her nose. Having consumed enough cocaine to make it feel as though it was completely numb.

And she watched as the man heaved out a breath. The same man who squinted underneath the light filtering out his eyes. And the same man who she would've never thought would be the one to betray, Yoongi. Because it was Namjoon sitting before her. His hands tied behind the chair he sat in, and skin glistening from the sweat lingering on his face.

"I had no choice, Ming." He could feel the way she ran the gun along his neck. Trailing behind the man as the softness of her fingertips grazed the skin just below his ear. Feeling so scarce. And so timid as they caressed the skin.

"You know how much I hate liars, Namjoon-ah. . ." In a laugh, the girl shook her head. Clicking her tongue as she did so, all while moving to stand in front of him again. Having him watch the way her tears fell. And the way her gaze fell so heavy against his own as she caught his jaw. Even if he continued to try and get from out the chair. Yet Ming didn't falter. Having earned nothing more than a sudden wave of emotions across her eyes. Because Ming loved it. Loved how good it felt to watch him struggle.

"Yoongi is dead because of you, yet you sit here and say you had no choice?" She thrashed his head to the side. Laughing in the most satanic manner, only to feel that endless aching of her heart. Because she loved him. Loved him so much that it hurt. "And for what? Huh? So you can end up dead in the end too—"

"He's not. . . fucking. . . dead." Namjoon met her eyes. The veins in his neck sprung out and expression irritated enough to make her only want to push him more. "He's in a coma—"

"Don't you dare." The gun was already across his face. Earning immediate blood from off his lips as the girls cries did no more than increase . Barely able to keep herself together, because god did she miss the man she couldn't help but love. Just craving to relish on the times she'd meet his eyes in the morning. Or the times where her body would become enveloped by his own as he pleases the girl just how she likes it. Yet he wasn't there. Wasn't there to tell her how beautiful she is. Or there to earn those whimpered calls of his name, all while her hands try and push him away. Having reached a point where the pleasure would become almost unbearable.

"I don't care if he's in a coma." He never thought ones voice could sound so broken. Yet Namjoon knew. Knew the girl was practically nothing without him. Noticing that all that life in her eyes had already disappeared.

"You were the one who shot him. Who watched him fall to the ground, and who made him fucking leave me." She struck the gun across his face. Voicing out her words in such a way that had him barely able to even comprehend them as she wiped away her tears. Feeling all that pain. . . she never thought she'd have to feel.

"I did it because I had to, Ming. JiSung was going to kill me just like everyone else." He couldn't help but throw his head back. His wrists burning from the rope holding them and temper soon to crack. "Did you want that? Huh?! Did you want everyone to die including you—"

"Oh come on, Namjoon. . . how stupid can you really be?" Ming grabbed his chin. Tapping the gun against the side of his skull. Just like Yoongi would do.

"It doesn't take a genius to figure out that you could've just killed the man and told Yoongi what was going on." She dragged the weapon to the front of his head. Tilting her own as she did so, only to let her finger wrap around the trigger. The same trigger that had killed oh so many people.

"And now look at what you've done. . ."She shook her head. Knowing the man's intentions were nowhere near being pure. Because everyone wanted Yoongi dead. Yet always seemed to be 10 steps behind when trying to get rid of him.

"Not only did you put the man I love in a coma and get JiSung killed, but now you've killed. . . yourself." And with that, she pulled the trigger.