Min Yoongi

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Yoongi was preparing for his interview with Jimin, hoping to quickly escape everyone's company and retreat back into his own world. Finally, the omega was allowed into his office.

First came the scent—a light, sweet note of strawberry, the kind pressed into July jam… the jam so beloved by the alpha's son. And then a subtle, intoxicating trail of jasmine, the flowers that grew in the greenhouse. The scent was so alive, so brazen, that it pierced the marrow, tearing apart the protective veil Yoongi had built around himself for years.

Jimin, entering the man's office, was the very personification of his scent: soft pink hair, milky skin, sensual lips that retained a trace of shine.

And, worst of all, he was the true Yoongi - the same man who closed himself off after the death of his beloved husband, who gave him a child.

The moment the alpha caught the omega's scent, which stirred his soul, the elder man seethed. In his house, all servants were required to take blockers; no scent was allowed to overpower that elusive scent of the departed, perceptible only to the master of the house and his son. And Jimin became a living trigger, drowning out the berry scent of the deceased with his strawberry.

"Didn't they warn you to take the blockers?" Yoongi asks rudely, barely restraining his urge to approach the real man and look deeper into his eyes, sad, tired, but looking with hope at the alpha.

Min feels how strongly he is drawn to the omega, and he becomes angry, feeling an unbearable guilt towards the other.