Fics like Omelas Bond

Jimin isn’t expecting it when the alpha who works downtown at the full-serve gas station walks into the bar. Yoongi, whom Jimin never fails to flirt with when he’s filling up the tank of the omega’s little two-door Toyota RAV4. Yoongi, who, despite getting the living daylights flirted out of him, never even so much as tries to touch him. Jimin’s assumed the alpha is some kind of prude; he knows he’s not mated. Or even bonded. What on earth is he doing here? Extra sneak peek: “I was hoping you would come tonight,” he says, squeezing the alpha’s waist tightly for a moment. “Oh?” Yoongi leads them over to the bar, where he orders them both drinks. “Yeah. I’ve been telling everyone else ‘no’ tonight. I thought I was gonna get in trouble.” “Playing favorites, are you?” Yoongi’s eyebrow rises as he downs his drink. He really can put the alcohol back, Jimin’s noticed. Not that it’s a problem. He doesn’t seem to really change under the influence, unless becoming more talkative counts. “Maybe a little?” Jimin looks up at him slyly, over the rim of his glass. *I DO NOT ALLOW REPOSTING OF ANY KIND*

Fics like Omelas Bond

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