How It Started

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Yoongi remembered very clearly the first time he'd ever seen Jimin. An interaction so mundane to others was seared into his brain as the moment his life changed--the moment it got better.

He had just gotten fired from his retail job and started to fall into a depressive episode when Jungkook called and invited him to go to Korea with him for the summer while he visited family. He agreed that a change of scenery might help him get back into the mindset he would need to be in before looking for a new job, and it would be nice to visit some of his own family, like his grandparents in Daegu, or his aunt who lived in Busan where Jungkook's family was from. Plus, his lease was up and without having a new place lined up to move into, or a means of income in order to afford rent, that pretty much sold Yoongi on the fairly impromptu international trip. He left the majority of his belongings with his parents, only taking the absolute most necessary things for the trip with him.

He met Jimin a couple of weeks into the trip, after his younger omega cousin had convinced him to go buy condoms so her and her boyfriend could have sex. Of course, he'd agreed, as he knew she would have gone ahead and had sex even if he had said no, and he would rather her be safe about it and use protection than turn a blind eye. So, he made his way to the convenience store just around the corner from his aunt's house, heading straight towards the condoms. After just a few seconds of glancing over them, he grabbed the biggest box of the most average condom size, hoping that it would be enough to last a while so he wouldn't have to worry about if his cousin had access to condoms once he went back to America.

He made his way towards the checkout, and promptly felt his inner alpha stir to life at the welcoming scent of vanilla emanating from the omega behind the counter. The blond male smiled and greeted him politely as Yoongi, suddenly extremely self-conscious of his purchase, set the box on the counter. "Busy night tonight?" The omega asked with a hint of amusement in his tone as he rang him up.

"They aren't for me." Yoongi blurted, feeling the need to assure the omega that he wasn't the one getting laid that night...or any night soon. "I'm buying them for someone else."

The omega giggled as he slipped the box of condoms into the bag. "34,348 won." Yoongi swiped his card in the pay area and accepted his purchase. "Well, whoever those are for, I hope they enjoy them."

"You too." As soon as the words left his mouth, Yoongi tensed up, staring at the omega with wide eyes before promptly running out of the store, the omega's giggle and vanilla scent seeming to follow him as he ran back to his aunt's house.

A couple of days later, Jungkook dragged Yoongi to the beach, trying to force him to believe the conspiracy that it was good to see the sun occasionally, and ran into the omega from the convenience store while at the ice cream stand. Despite his best efforts to avoid him--"No, Jungkook, I actually don't want ice cream anymore. I'm lactose intolerant between the hours of 11:00 and 4:00."--the omega saw him and struck up a conversation. That was where Yoongi learned that his name was Jimin and eventually got the omega's phone number.

Within a week, Jimin had somehow gotten Yoongi to agree to meet up again, and before he knew it, the two of them had weekly meetups that slowly transformed into dates. However, it wasn't until just a few days before he and Jungkook were schedule to fly back to America that Yoongi realized that Jimin saw him as more than just a summer fling.

"So, my parents asked about the person who keeps stealing all of my time from them." Jimin had said as they were cuddling one night during a stargazing date. "And I wanted to tell them that I have this amazing, sweet, attractive boyfriend that I'm crazy about." Yoongi felt his cheeks start to burn as he turned his head to look at Jimin, finding the omega already looking at him. "But I wasn't sure if I could."

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