Drugs 2- Yoongi [18+]

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"We need to go." She couldn't register that single voice that spoke. Staying nothing more than crouched upon the ground as she felt that endless ringing of her ears. Ringing that came from those gun shots. Having caused her eyes to fall full with pure tears as she listened to each and every one.

"Ming." And it was then that she looked up. Catching sight of Hoseok who stood there. His chest heaving and breath all too ragged for her liking. Even if Ming could see. See the blood splattered upon his shirt. See the panic in his expression.

And he watched as she gave that nod all too cautious. Allowing for her hand to interlock with his own the minute he let himself take hold of her. Keeping the woman's body all too tight against him, only to make sure. Make sure that they were okay to go. That the area was clear. That the girl wouldn't get hurt as Ming followed the man out of the casino on quick feet. Noticing just how rushed his movements were. Holding every ounce of anxiety she herself could feel as well, as Ming caught sight of that single vehicle sitting there outside of the entrance of a street market. Blending in amongst the cars and other people around them who had never been so frantic. Rushing just as fast at they had outside of the one place she didn't know if he was still within.

"Be careful." He kept his hand placed within her own. Able to tell just how scared the girl was upon just how tight her grasp was as she moved inside of the car with Hoseok following suit. Even if it was then that she met both Jungkook and Jimin's eyes. Their eyes that couldn't help but soften upon catching the nervousness within her own.

"W-Where's, Yoongi?" She couldn't help but let her voice crack. So afraid that the man wouldn't come walking out like both her and Hoseok had, as the softness of her voice filled their ears in the most quiet manner. Making Jimin look at the girl who's head lowered itself ever so gently. Swearing that she was feeling all that she had on that single day she could've sworn her love had died.

"He'll be here, Ming. . . I-I promise." He could barely stomach seeing her like that. Having built a relationship with the woman who he would do anything for. Because the girl wasn't just some random girl who they'd watch come in and out of their lives. Yet was someone who they grew to love.

And so, she let herself give the man that sniffled nod. Making him silently pray that the elder would come at any second, even if it was then that both Yoongi and Jin opened that single car door. Holding enough panic to their beings to make one sick. Unsure of just who was around. And just who was watching as those voices of pure worry filled their ears from those outside all over again.

"Go!" Yoongi was quick to yell over at the man. Causing Hoseok to do no more than told as the man began to drive almost instantly. Able to hear those police sirens begin to fill their ears from behind where he could see those running ever so frantically around from the rear view mirror. Even if he'd continue to drive. Causing those sirens to slowly turn silent, pairing with those screams. Having entered a single tunnel that had the yellow lights shining through the windows in that manner so eerie, as Yoongi moved back to where she sat, only to watch the woman scoot away from him almost instantly.

"Kitten—"

"Don't touch me." She was quick to rip her hand from out of his hold. Making the man look at her with those eyes completely round, even if he'd keep his hands to himself. Having felt no mote than that pure rejection running through his veins as he kept his head held down.

And never before had that silence been so uncomfortable. Silence that had each of them on complete edge as Hoseok got them home.

Yet it was, Ming who instantly got up the second the man could reach their place. Passing by those men who watched the way he immediately went after her. Practically crying kit the woman's name as he did so, even if Ming had never fled to their room so quikly. Feeling as though her entire being was suffocating as she pulled open her clutch, only to pull out the thing of cocaine lying inside of it. Able to feel those tears slipping down her face. Those same tears she couldn't stop no matter how badly she wanted to.

"Ming." And it was Yoongi who was quick to follow after her. His chest pounding and gaze ever so frantic as he slammed shut that bedroom door the second he could do so much as enter it. All while he walked over to that single bathroom. The same bathroom he caught her in. Her head down and nose flush against a line of cocaine. Because it was easier. Easier to use those drugs. . . than to face the amount of hurt in ones

"M-Ming baby—"

"Let go of me!"

"Ming." He already had his arms wrapped around her stomach. Pulling the girl away from that single counter, only to feel. Feel the way she punched at his arms. Feel the way she tried to wrap her fingers around his own, in which he listened to those cries. Cries that had his entire heart breaking. Because he had never. Never seen his love so torn apart.

Yet he continued to hold her back. Enduring every hit to his arms and hands as he felt her slowly weaken underneath his hold. Allowing for himself to bring them both to the ground, in which he listened to her cry. Voicing out her name all too heavily as he did so, in which he watched the girl drop her head into him. Doing exactly what she had done in the casino. Because the girl was feeling. Feeling something she had never felt before.

"M-Ming baby, look at me." His heart could hardly take the amount of distress she was in. Could hardly stomach seeing the woman so worked up and out of it. Even if he'd let his hand hold her face the second she listened to him. Watching as those tears slipped her eyes all too heavily.

"W-Why did you kill all those people, Yoongi? Y-You didn't have to kill all those people." Her voice was so broken. Coming out in that manner just loud enough for him to both hear and understand as Yoongi met her eyes. Her eyes that had wished to so badly meet his own the entire time she was all alone with him.

"I-I did it for you." His voice was just as broken. Making the girl before him just as sick to her own stomach seeing the man in the state that he was. Swearing that a person had never entered that other side of themselves so quickly before. Because Yoongi would always. Always get completely in his head so easily.

"Thats not who you are, baby. . . you know thats not who you are." It was. Because Yoongi would do things so ruthless. Would hurt others to protect himself. Would kill those amongst him who'd try and fuck him over, no matter who they were. And the man didn't care. Didn't care to do anything it took. . . to protect her.

Yet all that came was that silence. That silence that feel ever so heavy between the two as those tears that skipped his face spoke for him. Because Yoongi knew. Knew exactly who he was. Knew exactly the lengths he'd go when it came to the girl herself.

And with that hand so soft against his face, the girl connected their lips. Having whispered out that soft but I still want you, in which the man did no more than look at her. Look at her with those eyes that could see all that forgiveness in her own. Knowing that the man was someone who would forever make sure. . . nothing like that would ever happen to her again.