werewolf Yoongi

– Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The sunset blazed over the river as the omegas, shrieking with excitement, tossed their wreaths into the water. Jimin, breathless from running, adjusted a crown of daisies and cornflowers that had slipped sideways, silently wishing for a groom who was compliant, yet possessed a strong character.

On the opposite bank, among the stranger's pack, the alphas were bustling about, gathering branches for the main bonfire. Min Yoongi, pensive and sullen, stood slightly apart, but his gaze kept catching on a fair-haired head that flickered faster than all the others. He had seen how this omega helped set up the tables, then immediately ran back to the river, and now, wet and happy, was watching his floating wreath drift away.

Yoongi didn't even notice when his fingers loosened. His own wreath, hastily woven from simple wild grasses, splashed into the water and floated away, cutting through the still surface. The current carried Jimin's flowers straight toward the shore of their pack, and Yoongi suddenly tensed, unable to tear his eyes away from that weaving.

The wreaths collided. Lightly, almost weightlessly, they intertwined by their stems and spun in a slow dance, pinned to the muddy bank right at Yoongi's feet.

A whisper swept across the clearing. One of the elders gave a knowing grunt. Jimin froze, waist-deep in the water, watching as his fate had just docked at the feet of a strange alpha with a heavy gaze.

Yoongi slowly leaned down, picking up the tangled wreaths. He looked at Jimin across the river, then shifted his gaze to the intertwined flowers in his hands, and for the first time all evening, something remotely resembling interest appeared on his face.

"Get out of the water, you'll freeze. Since the wreaths decided everything for us, shall we get acquainted?"

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