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“Something is wrong,” Hajoon, Jimin's father, mumbles once Jimin is out of earshot. “Something is clearly wrong. It's the what, nth time he has come home with a stranger's scent clinging onto him? And an alpha's one on top of that. What in the frick is he doing?”
The couple watches their son going upstairs, the scent of amber following him. A dopey smile is spread on his face, his steps lively with energy and a hoodie practically swallows him that clearly doesn’t belong to Jimin. He’s gone as quickly as he came, making his way towards his room.
For three months Jimin has been coming home like this. At first they haven’t batted an eye since he could’ve borrowed the clothing from someone else, but it kept happening. They’ve lost count on how many different pieces Jimin has brought home and now their unbotheredness turned into worry.
Minseo, Jimin's mother, grabs her mate's hand in worry, squeezing it to get some comfort. “You don't think he's going down a shady path, right? Our Jiminie couldn't. It's…it's impossible for him to do anything that isn't right,” her voice trembles as the words stumble out of her mouth.
Just the thought of their alpha son going around, beating other people or doing whatever shady things brings her anxiety alive. Not in a million years would she believe he would be violent but you never know what happens in their absence.
“To be honest, I don’t know sweetheart. From who else should he get those clothes all of the sudden? You know Jimin is particular in his choices of style. Maybe we should ask him what he is doing? Otherwise your heart won’t find rest,” Hajoon caresses the back of her hand with his thumb and releases calming pheromones to reduce her distress. A smile creeps onto her face and for a moment all the worries leave her mind.
“I’m scared what he’ll answer,” she admits and lets out a tired sigh.
“I’m sure he’ll tell us the reason for this strange scent being around him so often,” he tries to reassure her and turns his head to the hallway. The scent lingers in the air and his alpha is starting to get irritated by its unknown origin. Normally he doesn’t let his possessiveness show so openly but if it comes to his family, he’d do anything to protect them. To protect their peace.
“Jimin! Son, please come for a moment.”
Quick steps echo through the hallway and a second later Jimin stands in the doorframe. That hoodie still being on him. A growl makes its way through Hajoon’s throat yet he suppresses it with great strength.
“Yes appa?”
“Jimin, there’s something your Mom and I want to talk about. Sit down,” the older alpha motions to the empty chair with his hand and Jimin follows his request. Hajoon observes how he begins to gnaw on his bottom lip and his eyes wander from him to Minseo. A clear show of his nervousness.
“Jimin, is there something you want to tell us?” He tries to sound calm, though it’s hard to hide the tension in his shoulders.
“I…I don’t know what you mean,” Jimin answers slowly and Hajoon’s eyebrows pull together, creases appearing in the small space between them. He folds his arms in front of his chest and sits back in his chair.
“I think you know exactly what I mean. You’ve been coming home with strange scents suffocating your own and wearing clothes that aren’t yours. Are you in trouble? Are you picking up fights or whatever you’re up to? What is going on?”
A sudden blush creeps up on Jimin’s face and a cough leaves his lips. He turns away, obliviously trying to hide his body’s reaction, however his parents catch it immediately. Minseo raises a brow and steals a glance at Hajoon.
“Jimin?”
“Well. There’s a very simple answer for your questions. You see, there’s this…boy I’ve been seeing for quite a while. And we got official six and a half months ago so I’ve made it my task to steal all of his hoodies,” Jimin admits and rubs the back of his neck with his hand. “That’s also what you’re smelling on me. I just love to be surrounded by his scent.”
For Jimin, this moment is more than embarrassing. But letting this off his chest is also something that lifts the weight off his heart. He has wanted to tell his parents about Yoongi the day they got together but somehow he never found the right moment for it. And now that his secret is out, the craving of gushing about his Hyung grows stronger.
“He’s-”
“Oh my god Jimin, why didn’t you tell us sooner? Who’s that omega boy? What’s his name? Is he handsome?” Minseo keeps asking question after question, not noticing how Jimin shrinks in his chair. “You have to tell me everything about him!”
“Haha, I will,” the younger alpha mumbles with a slight chuckle. If only his mom knew. Because the omega in question is in fact an alpha. A strong, muscular alpha with the soothing scent of amber. The complete opposite of what his mom is expecting.
Jimin knows it’s frowned upon by society to be in a relationship with the same subgender. Not because of love but for being unable to form a bond with someone who isn’t the same as you. It’s rare to spot a couple of two alphas, or even two omegas. No normal person would fall for the same subgender, since they make it seem difficult for an alpha to submit to another. Or for an omega to meet the needs of another omega. How would an omega replace the knotting part during heat? How would an alpha handle the rough ruts and come out unharmed?
It’s common knowledge that alphas have a hard time to submit, be it to another alpha or anyone else. They would snarl or growl if their control is challenged. In society's eyes it is impossible for a relationship to work. There’s no normality in them. It’s strange. Weird.
They’re just not compatible.
How would his parents react if he introduced a strong alpha and not a delicate omega? Would they think he’s wrong, unnormal?
What even is unnormal? Isn’t it just a concept created by humans who fear individuality and want to build a barrier to hide their insecurities? To point out flaws or peculiarities which make humans unique? Who even decides if something is wrong or right?
For him, their love makes sense regardless. Although he hid his feelings at first, not wanting to give in that temptation, he couldn’t help but submit to his heart. Society may think of them as abnormal, as long as they share the deep love for each other, Jimin would conquer all the obstacles and hold his hand proudly in front of the judging audience.
Even if it means to withstand the critical eyes of his parents.
“I’m glad we’ve sorted this out. You have to bring him here soon! I want to meet the omega who makes our son happy,” Hajoon exclaims and a smirk is prominent on his face.
Jimin nods and fakes a yawn, hiding his opened mouth behind his hand. “Oh man it’s late. I should head to bed since I have to get up early tomorrow,” he says and stands up. His parents do the same and Minseo pats her son’s back.
“Alright. Have a good night Jimin.”
Jimin smiles and kind of flees out of the room. The hoodie feels heavier on him and with a shaky breath he buries his nose in the fabric, inhaling the comforting amber. The talk made his heart more burdensome than it was before.
Jimin is proud of loving an alpha, despite being an alpha himself. Yet he still has this fear in him for everything to crumble down and leave nothing but dust, like a house of cards that threatens to fall. The support is waning and the grip is losing its strength. He neither wants to lose Yoongi nor his parents. He is in a quandary and has no idea how to move from now on.
In his room he closes the door quietly and leans his forehead against the wood. He can’t conceal the truth for long. No matter how much time passes. His parents want to meet Yoongi and he knows Yoongi wants to meet them too. He just hopes it won’t end in a disaster.
With a sigh he goes straight to his bed. His head hits his pillow and he closes his eyes instantly. That’ll be a worry for another time. Now he’ll focus on getting sleep and imagining having his sweet alpha with him.
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Jimin had met Yoongi through Seokjin, when the omega had invited them to a dinner party. It was to celebrate the end of a stressful semester. He had found himself at a big, round table, meeting the other friends Seokjin had often mentioned earlier.
Namjoon and Yoongi were both music majors, striving for a career as producers. While Hoseok chose the path of a dancer, like himself. Jimin had wondered why he hadn't met Hoseok until then since they're both in the same faculty, yet they just had never crossed paths.
Upon introduction Jimin had felt a string pulling at his heart as his eyes found Yoongi’s feline-like ones.
He had been standing in the doorway, awkward as strangers were around. A smile tugged at his lips though when Hoseok greeted them with an energetic “hello!”.
“Guys, these are Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook, my friends from university. Finally we got the opportunity to meet after such a long time!” the omega had said with a wide grin, shining with happiness, looking at all of his friends being gathered at the same place.
They were seven in total and for a moment Jimin had been too shy to dive into a conversation.
But Hoseok had made it easy to include him. His bright personality had loosened him up rather quickly and sooner than he could believe he had been chatting with everyone, telling them things about himself and getting to know the others in return. The evening was filled with laughter and lively conversations, some bickerings happening here and there.
Throughout their time together Jimin had noticed that Yoongi was a quiet guy. He could count on his fingers how many times the alpha had spoken. The sentences being short, and a laugh that consisted of only a small smile. Compared to others, Yoongi was really more composed, rarely uttering a word.
Maybe it was just in his nature to be more reserved with many people around. Especially those he hadn't known.
Although Yoongi had been more in the background, it wasn't a lesser hard time for Jimin to not look at the alpha. His eyes had travelled to the alpha more times than he could count, drinking his chiseled face all in. Yoongi's features were sharp and delicate, which had made Jimin's heart skip a beat due to its elegance. Yet his most noticeable feature was his eyes. Cat-like, fierce that could stare directly into your soul.
There had been stolen glances, both him and Yoongi trying to not make it too obvious that there's something he couldn't name at that time.
“Jimin, could you please give me the salt?” Namjoon had asked, pulling Jimin out of a train of thoughts. He had been blushing while giving the salt as if Namjoon had caught him in the act of staring at Yoongi. The alpha's eyes had been already on him and he tried to ignore it with all his might.
At the end of the evening he had bid his goodbye to his new found friends and went out of the door to go home. A strong hand gripping at his arm had stopped him from going further. Yoongi hadn't looked at him as he put a small, folded paper into his hand. “Come home safely,” he mumbled and let go of him.
Jimin had stared at him, his eyes widened by the action. “T-Thank you,” he whispered and continued his walk. Taehyung, who had watched them, didn't shy away from teasing him about the alpha.
“He likes you~” he teased and Jimin only growled in frustration.
Though, if he had opened the paper with a big grin on his face, no one needed to know. Since that evening they'd been texting and getting closer, without noticing the seed of love taking its root in their hearts.
Years passed with their love being slowly built, their friends watching them from the side with frustration as they bet how long it's going to take for them to get together.
At first Jimin thought it was only friendship between them, it being impossible for two alphas to be together. However, Yoongi's courage had shown him that it's way greater than he had imagined. That it's not wrong for them to be together as it's just as normal as if he'd been in a relationship with an omega.
And so he accepted Yoongi's confession and it marked the beautiful beginning of their wonderful love story.
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A loud ‘beep’ chimes in his ears after he typed in the code to Yoongi's studio. After graduation Yoongi had made it his mission to get his own studio where he can produce and create his music, without being bound by requirements. It took some time but now they're here, Yoongi being a successful rapper with his own small creation land.
He's known worldwide, an icon every producer wishes to work with. His name being printed on albums that are in stores around the globe and shine bright as he's mentioned as one of the producers of famous songs. Jimin can't be more proud of his boyfriend, for his dreams have come true. And he can be a part of it, cheering on for all of his achievements and accomplishments.
The scent of amber hits his nose directly as he steps in, coating his whole self. A smile spreads on his lips as he takes a deep breath and feels the tension slowly leaving his body. This is what he has been waiting for during his dance practice.
“Whoever entered right now, fuck off. I told you I don't want to be interrupted,” the alpha growled without turning around the second he's in. The screen is lit with whatever production tool Yoongi has opened and the alpha seems to be engrossed in producing as headphones are on his head.
Jimin raises a brow at his tone. Time has passed and the alpha is as fierce as in his younger days. With a smile he crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Alright, then I'll just head home since you don't want to have me here,” he says.
Yoongi turns around abruptly with wide eyes and pulls the headphones down. “Oh it's you Jimin-ah. Of course I want you here. I didn't know it was you who came in. Come, sit down, sit down!” The alpha motions towards the black leather couch hastily, as if he's scared he'll go back out and leave.
Jimin's smile widens and he heads towards the couch, sitting down with a huff. His whole body relaxes immediately and makes itself home on the furniture.
Yoongi abandons his place and walks towards the couch, sitting down beside him. “I missed you,” the alpha whispers and lifts his hand to gently hold his face. His thumb caresses his skin and Jimin closes his eyes.
“We've seen each other in the morning,” he answers in the same tone to not disturb the atmosphere. He puts his hand over Yoongi's and opens his eyes again to look at him softly. The alpha's eyes are never leaving him and Jimin feels the love brimming in his heart.
There was a time where Jimin questioned the way Yoongi loves. Is it truly love he is feeling towards him or resentment disguised as friendliness? What are the signs Yoongi is reciprocating his feelings? But then he got his answer in his quietness.
Yoongi is someone who has trouble to voice out his emotions. Expressing himself has always been an obstacle for him, which has brought nothing but misunderstandings. Some may think he's cold, unable to feel anything and only being the sarcastic old grump who can't make any friends.
But in reality he feels a lot more deeper than anyone can think of. He shows his feelings through actions. His caring goes far deeper than a few words and Jimin experiences it first hand.
For example, if he's feeling nervous right before a dance competition, the alpha would come with flowers and a hand written note filled with words of encouragement. Or bring him food uncommented, looking away as if he's too shy to look him in the eyes while holding out the food. Yoongi would hold his hand if he's ridden with anxiety or listen to all his ramblings.
Other people call him cold, Jimin perceives him as warmth. As if he's the sun, radiating warmth while lighting the place around him. Yoongi is a warm person yet so many people won't look past his awkward shell. If only they'd known his soft core.
Well, Jimin knows it and that's already enough.
“I don't care. It's already a long time,” Yoongi mumbles and leans in to press a short but soft kiss against his lips. “I always crave your presence whenever you're not near. It's like a force that pulls me towards you and when you're not close it physically pains me.”
“You and your sweet words,” Jimin chuckles and leans their foreheads together, looking straight into Yoongi's eyes. Dark orbs, paired with a million stars that remind him of the night sky. He could stare at them for hours and never get tired of it.
The tips of their noses are touching and Jimin breathes him all in. Amber fills the whole room, now slowly merging with his own citrusy scent. The combination of their scents is his favourite and he wouldn't change it for anything in the world.
“You know, my parents talked to me last week. They've been wondering, and kind of worrying, why I always come back with so many new hoodies. They thought I'd do some fights or whatever shit. Although it's only your hoodies I keep on stealing,” he tells his alpha and grins as Yoongi's forehead wrinkles due to his frown.
“You and getting into fights? Unimaginable. You're the softest flower in the garden, how should you hurt any other person?” Yoongi chuckles and suddenly Jimin pulls back and puffs his chest out.
“I am a dangerous man Yoongi. Don't you see all those muscles? I could easily win in a fight,” Jimin retorts and does his best to look intimidating.
But all he earns is a soft laugh from Yoongi, who clearly finds his act endearing. “Oh yes, you're the scariest. We have to be careful,” he snorts and Jimin pouts because of him laughing.
“Now come back to me. I'm already lacking vitamin u.”
The younger alpha wrinkles his nose and shoves Yoongi away. “Very original, you're disgusting. Did you find this on the internet or what?” He asks and scoots closer to his boyfriend anyway. He rests his head on his shoulder and makes himself comfortable, noticing how Yoongi wraps his arm around his waist.
“What did you tell your parents?” Yoongi asks as he leans his head on his.
“Well, I told them I stole it from my boyfriend. They want to meet you. But…they think you're an omega,” Jimin admits and for a second he's scared of Yoongi's reaction. Would he be mad because Jimin hadn't corrected them? Would he be hurt because Jimin couldn't stand to him while his parents spin their own false truths?
“Then we have to prove them wrong. There's nothing wrong for me, an alpha, loving you, another alpha. We're all right. And I'm sure your parents won't be against us. I know they love you dearly from all your stories,” Yoongi says with a clear voice. There's no trace of anger or sadness in his tone and Jimin once again wonders how he got so lucky with his Yoongi.
“Aren't you mad I didn't tell them you're an alpha? I don't want you to think I wouldn't stand up for you or anything. I just…I..”
“It's okay Jimin-ah. I know it's not easy because of prejudice. And honestly? I am not mad nor sad. You weren't ready yet and I won't force you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I mean, my parents don't know it either so who am I to judge? You do it once you're ready and if you are, I'll be there to hold your hand. We're a team and no one has to go through a hard phase alone,” Yoongi speaks without any judgement in his voice and the tears well up in Jimin's eyes.
“You have no idea how much I love you,” he sighs and sits up. He turns to Yoongi and pulls him in to kiss him. He puts all of his feelings into the kiss, hoping to show Yoongi how deep his affection runs. And of course Yoongi understands. He always does.
Their sweet time is interrupted as the door opens once more, revealing their friends. They jump away from each other, completely surprised by the visit. Namjoon comes in first, carrying a plastic bag with him. “Stop whatever you were doing and let's have some lunch!”
Yoongi lets out an annoyed sigh as Namjoon and the others fill the studio. The alpha spread the food on the table while the others find a place to sit. Yoongi pulls Jimin close, not giving the others a chance to take him away.
Seokjin grins at that and winks at Jimin, the omega noticing every single thing. The day goes by with their conversations and consuming the food, creating a familiar atmosphere Jimin cherishes with all his heart.
In the evening they say goodbye and Jimin is on his way to Yoongi's apartment, texting his mom that he is staying over at a friend's. Rain patterns against his car windows and soft music plays quietly on his radio. Yoongi decided to stay at the studio a little while longer, not letting him leave without a kiss. “I'll see you later. Greet Tangie for me,” he had whispered.
He smiles at the thought of coming home to their cat. Their cute Tang, the sweetest boy out there. Although Jimin is plagued by a cat allergy, he wouldn't let it stop him from owning a cat. He rather put up with his runny nose than leaving him. His heart is too full of love for this cat to imagine a life without him. And Tang completes their small world.
Although he hasn't moved in yet, it feels as if he's already a part of that life.
Even if the whole world knows about Yoongi, at home it's just them three without anything to threaten their peace.
Once he parked his car in the garage he jogged up to the apartment. He opens the door and is greeted by a loud “meow”. He crouches down and takes Tang up in his arms. “Hello my sweet boy,” he whispers and strokes his head. Tang snuggles up to him and meows once again.
“I've missed you too. Were you a good boy?” He giggles and lets go of Tang who looks up at him with his big eyes. The alpha puts off his shoe and jacket and goes to the bedroom. Tang follows and weaves through his legs when he stands in front of his wardrobe.
Jimin can already see pieces of him laying around the apartment. One sweatshirt here, one sock there, even a second toothbrush waiting in the bathroom. It doesn't take much anymore for him to move in. Most of his things are here anyway.
He changes quickly and gets comfortable on the couch in the living room to watch a movie. Tang jumps onto his lap and rolls himself into a ball. He begins to purr and Jimin feels the vibration on his legs. Jimin plays a movie and pets his fur.
An hour later the front door opens and a fresh wave of amber wafts through the air. Jimin turns towards the door and Yoongi comes in. “Hey love, have you been waiting for me?” He asks and kisses Jimin's forehead.
He hums and relishes the closeness to him. Yoongi wraps his arms around his neck and cuddles him from the back while standing. “You probably know what I'll be saying but I missed you.”
Jimin only grins and stops before words can slip out. Of course Yoongi would say this. Even if that alpha doesn't look like it, he's clingy. Like a cute koala, always wanting to be close to him. And Jimin loves it.
“You're so cute,” he chuckles and kisses Yoongi's forearm.
The alpha inhales deeply, taking in his citrus scent. He moves and Jimin's skin tingles as Yoongi rubs his nose against his neck. “You smell so good. My favourite scent in the world,” he murmurs and shortly presses a kiss against his scent gland.
Jimin jolts up and suppresses a whimper. “I’m sorry love,” Yoongi isn't. And both of them know it.
Tang hisses as he's interrupted in his sleep and goes away to the bedroom. They laugh at his antics and Yoongi rounds the couch before settling beside Jimin. He lies down and pulls the younger alpha with him. Now Jimin rests on his chest and lazily drops an arm around Yoongi's waist.
They watch the movie while Yoongi softly combs through his hair. His fingers massage his scalp, making Jimin's limbs feel like pudding. The alpha's eyes begin to feel heavy, dropping every once in a while.
Yoongi notices the tiredness of his boyfriend and quietly turns off the TV. He kisses his head and sits up. Jimin looks up with dazed eyes and Yoongi coos at his cuteness. “Shh, everything is okay. I'll just carry you to the bed. It's uncomfortable on the couch.”
Yoongi lifts him up, his arms holding him by his back and the back of his legs and carries him to the bedroom. “I sprayed some lavender on your pillow since I know you don't like scented candles. But this one is something that could help you sleep soothingly,” Yoongi whispers.
The corner of his lips lift up slightly, managing a small smile in his sleepy state. “You know,” he answers in a soft voice.
Yoongi chuckles and lays him down onto the mattress gently. “I know.”
Soon Yoongi joins him after he makes himself ready and pulls him into his arms. The blanket covers them and a little while later Tang jumps onto the bed to rest beside Yoongi. The room grows quiet except their even breathing and slowly they fall into a calm slumber.
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Today is the day where Yoongi will meet his parents. And Jimin believes he's going crazy because of it. His body is full of nerves, his heart beats as fast as if he's running a marathon and his scent shows clear hints of anxiety. He goes up and down in the room and contemplates if he's still ready for them to meet.
His mind creates different scenarios where his parents will scream at him for loving the same subgender or won't be accepting of Yoongi. So many what if’s fill his head and he swears he's on the verge of crying.
“Love, calm down. Everything will be okay. They won't rip off your head or something,” Yoongi tries to soothe him, letting out calming pheromones. “I'm sure nothing will go wrong.”
“But what if? I don't want to choose between them or you! I love all three of you and I don't want to leave Tangie behind. But what if they won't even let us in?” What if-” he's cut off by a pair of lips and strong hands gripping his waist. It's grounding, a little help to calm his erratic heartbeat.
Yoongi lets go and leans his forehead against his instead. “You're worrying too much. There's nothing to be scared about, I'll be with you. We're going to be okay, yeah? You won't have to choose between us and they won't slam the door in our faces. You've been telling me lovely stories about them, which makes me more than positive that they will be accepting. Just, breathe with me okay? Everything will be okay.”
Jimin imitates his way of breathing and slowly calms down. “You're right. There are too many worries. I'm just…scared I guess? I want it to be perfect. I want you to be on good terms with them.”
“And I will because if they raised you to be this gentle and good hearted, they have to be just as nice as you. And now let's bring this over us. I want to meet the people that made it possible for us to meet,” Yoongi says and kisses him one last time before taking his hand.
Together they go to the car and drive over to his home. Yoongi takes flowers with him, as a gift for his parents. They walk towards the door and for a moment Jimin hesitates to knock. Yoongi squeezes his hand encouragingly and he takes a deep breath, before knocking on the door.
A minute later the door opens and his parents greet them. “Jimin, we wondered when you'll come. And this must be your boyfriend,” his father says and puts on his stern face.
Yoongi clears his throat and holds up the flowers. “Hello Mr and Mrs Park. I'm Min Yoongi, the boyfriend of your son,” Yoongi introduces himself politely.
Their parents are silent for a minute and Jimin grows anxious again. “But you're an alpha,” his mother whispers. “I thought you dated an omega, Jimin-ah?”
Yoongi squeezes his hand a little tighter. “I may not be an omega but I love him enough for the subgender to be insignificant. It doesn't matter if I'm an alpha, beta or omega, if our love is real, everything else is just a bonus point.”
His parents look at each other and suddenly both begin to smile. “That proves you're the right one for our son. You can call me Hajoon. And now, come in, it must be awkward to be outside,” his father says with a laugh at the end.
His shoulders slack down and he lets out a shaky breath. “You're unbelievable,” he mutters and glances at Yoongi, who's equally confused. But then they go in and have a proper introduction.
An hour later Yoongi and his parents are laughing about jokes, reminiscing about Jimin's childhood days and his mother even dares to show him pictures. In the end Jimin has been worried without a reason to be. His parents accept Yoongi for who he is and are impressed about his successful career.
Both of his worlds are slowly merging into one and he couldn't be happier. Over the years he didn't only collect a group of friends he calls his second family, he also has all of his loved ones in one place, all being happy to be there. His life can't be better and Jimin only watches it with pure gratitude.
And if Jimin steals even more clothes from Yoongi from then on, it's just between them. A secret that's not really a secret.