Yoongi is a designer

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The morning sun barely filtered through the blinds in Min Yoongi's spacious office. It was eight in the morning, but Jimin had already been up for forty minutes. Like an exemplary secretary, he'd managed to stop by his boss's house, make breakfast, and gather paperwork. Jimin was working hard: this job, courted by Yoongi's influential aunt, was his only chance to pay off his brother's debts and save his family. But in return, his aunt demanded the impossible: to make Yoongi fall in love with him and persuade him to marry her.

Yoongi entered briskly, removing his jacket as he went. The designer looked tired after a night sketching a new shoe collection. Casting a cold glance at the immaculately arranged folders, Alpha sank into a chair. He utterly disdained any attempts by his relatives to force him into a marriage of convenience, so he regarded the new secretary with extreme suspicion.

"My aunt is obsessed with marrying me off, Jimin, and her calls about your candidacy were too intrusive." Yoongi narrowed his eyes slightly, peering closely at the omega's face. "I hope you're here for work, and not for her stupid marriage plans. Well, never mind. What's on the schedule today? Reports or prototype fittings?"