Vmin {Oneshot}

Lost In The Lights

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Jimin has had a crush on Taehyung, a bartender at his favorite club, for almost as long as he's been going there. His friends tell him to give it up, but Jimin just can't seem to get the handsome alpha who is exactly his type out of his mind.

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Music fills Jimin's ears and vibrates throughout his body when he enters his favorite nightclub, Under the Moonlight. The lights are low and the energy around him makes him buzz with excitement. It's packed with people as always. While he usually hates the smell of nightclubs because of all of the pheromones, this club doesn't have it. Maybe it's just good ventilation, but either way, he appreciates not having to smell horny alpha's and omega's at every corner of the room.

"Jimin-ah, do you see any open tables?" Seokjin asks behind him, raising his voice so that Jimin can hear him better.

"I'm looking," Jimin replies as he scrunches his brows, eyes scanning over the room. He even looks to his right, where he knows there aren't any seats besides at the bar, and there are definitely no tables there, but he wants to see if a certain alpha is here...

Oh.

There he is.

He looks so handsome too. He's wearing his usual white button-up shirt with his sleeves rolled up and a pair of tight black pants, typical attire for the staff at Under the Moonlight, but Jimin thinks no one looks as exquisite as he does. No one could look quite as good as Taehyung . Aside from where he excels in the physique aspect, even his face is incomparable.

Jimin could write an entire dissertation on it, seriously. 

The alpha bartender always comes to the bar with a new look. Jimin can't stop thinking about how handsome he looks. He is exactly Jimin's type in terms of looks, and he has never ever made Jimin feel uncomfortable.

A hand squeezes his shoulder, and the smell of apples and cinnamon fills his senses.

"Yes, hyung?" He asks, as he reluctantly turns away from Taehyung to look at his friend.

"Found a spot, let's go."

Seokjin settles next to Jimin at the corner table they found which has the perfect view of the bar and the dance floor. Jimin sneaks a look at Taehyung, wishing that he'd glance up for a second.

He feels his hand sting and cradles it to his chest when he realizes that Seokjin slapped him.

"Why did you do that?!" Jimin gasps in offense, looking at his hyung with betrayal in his eyes. But Seokjin holds firm and presses his lips into a thin line.

"You came here to find a good fuck, not to ogle the bartender that you have a crush on. Stop it."

He rolls his eyes but listens to his hyung. Seokjin has his best interest at heart, even if he doesn't like it. Jimin hasn't had a good fuck in...

Goodness, he can't even remember when last. A few months ago, at the very least. And maybe it is because he keeps on hoping that a certain alpha will finally make a move on him. Sure, he's flirted with Jimin, but the omega is sure that he's flirted with other omega customers too. Isn't that what bartenders do? They flirt so that people will want to spend extra money on drinks in order to talk to them more.

At least that's what his friends keep telling him.

So tonight he'll try to find an alpha who can fuck him well, and he won't think about the handsome one who is exactly his type, standing a few feet away from him by the bar serving customers.