Blooming Dream | YOONMIN

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Min Yoongi, who couldn't relieve his tiredness because he couldn't sleep deeply for days, thought that there could be nothing more cruel than not being able to use his own pheromones on himself. He felt like there was a cursed feeling inside him that wouldn't let him and his wolf sleep, and kept him on guard at all times. His wolf was howling in his den in search of a sigh of relief and finally sleeping peacefully, making Yoongi suffer. He didn't even know what he needed. He took a deep breath, trapped all these emotions in his lungs, reminded himself that he had to continue the day, and headed to his studio.

It was a heartwarming place that they had shared with Namjoon for years and decorated according to their own taste. Min Yoongi wasn't your typical alpha. He had a natural and spacious working environment with green plants throughout his studio, and he definitely didnt like a dark studio. For this reason, they had been fighting hard between living there and living in their own home since the day they rented a loft apartment as a studio, covered with glass on all sides and trampling the entire view of Seoul. But as expected from a professional, Yoongi was using his studio only for his work, one of the reasons for this was that other people he worked with came there frequently and he was in favor of opening his living space to limited people.

However, he had a small room where he could sleep when he had projects to finish late at night. Namjoon's studio was downstairs. This was one of the reasons why they rented a loft apartment, the ground floor of this two-storey apartment belonged to Namjoon and the two of them never affected each other's work, and they were close enough to get help from each other when necessary. The person Yoongi knew the longest in his life was Namjoon. He still occasionally listened to Namjoon insisting that they leave their home and move into their studio apartment, but no, Min Yoongi had a fate that would never let him go.

When he arrived at his studio, he first found it strange that Namjoon wasn't there, and then, without waiting, he directed his steps to the stairs leading to the upper floor, that is, to his own studio, but his steps were suspended in the air when the doorbell rang. When he opened the door, he looked at the man standing in front of him with the paper he was holding in his hand and a huge packaged cargo.

''Kim Namjoon? ''

Yoongi lowered his relaxed shoulders and took the pen from the man's hand.

''I'm his friend, I can pick it up on his behalf.''

After signing the document the man was holding, the man greeted him and handed Namjoon's bill into his hand. Normally he would never be interested in the amount of money he spent on anything, but he was trying to figure out the disproportionate connection between Namjoon's name on the bill and the amount underneath.

"You spent a fortune."

While he was muttering to himself, he was also looking at the package he placed at the entrance of the door. When he read the bill again, it didn't take him long to realize what it was. It was the painting he mentioned that he bought at the auction, and all of this reminded Yoongi of another thing and caused his wolf, which was hiding his pain in his den, to suffer and howl again.

While his hands were shaking, he felt like he was going to fall to the ground with the claws of his wolf on his chest.

''Orange Blossoms''

Yoongi couldn't remember feeling such pain for years. After that day, he had forgotten about the orange blossoms because he thought that he had created this scent in his own consciousness after finally realizing that Namjoon didnt smell anything despite asking him many times. Perhaps it was carried to his nose by a distant breeze. He didn't know and hadn't thought much about it. As usual, he focused on his work and forgot about it. He thought so. Without knowing what he was doing, he ambitiously opened the mat paper of the painting that Namjoon had bought and brought the painting to light.