You Make Me Growl - Yoonmin

Chapter 1

"Hobi-hyuuung!" Jimin whined quietly as his best friend dragged him by the arm. "Jimin, you cannot just dance, sleep, and eat everyday of your life! You really have to live a little! You turned 21 last week and still haven't legally purchased alcohol this entire time! Seriously what is wrong with you?!" Hoseok complained aloud. "I just don't have time nor interest in that stuff.." Jimin stated, averting his eyes in embarrassment. "Well, this is going to be your first time going out, so no complaints, got it?" Hoseok proclaimed. "Got it.." Jimin grumbled as he began to once again be drug around by his hyung. J-Hope opened Park Jimin's closet with haste, tsking slightly as he searched for something that would make that sweet omega jibooty pop but, without being overwhelming. He spent a few minutes picking some items out and putting them up to the omega's lithe body to assess their appeal, tilting his head ever so often in thought. "Mmhmm" He hummed to himself as he constructed the perfectly subtle outfit for a bar visit in early winter. As Hoseok worked his magic, Jimin began to think of his upcoming heat, he had been suppressing them since his first experience at 18 years of age. He wasn't sure how much longer he could continue suppressing, seeing as his suppressants were becoming less and less effective. His next scheduled heat was in 2 weeks time, but who really knows when it will decide to make an appearance. Hoseok finally finished his selection and roughly shoved Jimin into his bathroom along with the outfit in order to get dressed. Jimin changed leisurely after J-Hope murmured something of getting ready with Soomi at their shared apartment and that he was to be ready when they returned. After fully dressing, he styled his hair slightly but gave up halfway through and just threw on a beanie instead. He brushed his teeth and put a slight amount of eyeliner on, just for fun. He stared at his reflection for several moments, simply assessing his own features harshly.

"Aish" he thought, frowning at himself, "Are they really making me go out?" Jimin's phone began to ring and the worst picture imaginable of Hobi-Hyung lit the screen. Jimin sighed and answered the phone with a tentative "Yes..?", "You better be ready you little shit because we are waiting outside~" J-Hope began in a tense tone which gradually became a sing-song tone that made Jimin's eyes crinkle in slight amusement. He headed down the stairs of his apartment complex, opting to take them after spotting the large group of people waiting for the elevator on his floor. As he made it to the lobby he smiled sweetly at the staff, waving slightly as he pushed the double door exit open. The bite of the wind immediately made its way to his face, reddening his cheeks a bit and ruffling the hair poking out of the front of the beanie. Park Soomi rolled down the window of the black car parked near the entrance to the building and whistled loudly before shouting "Looking good Big Bro!". Jimin looked down at his shoes, a small shy smile forming at her brash compliment. He thanked her gently as he climbed into the backseat of the car and they began to head towards the bar. The blonde hummed a soft melody to himself as he picked at his small fingers nervously. He has no real social experience besides his current dance class, and he just helped people dance, not have actual real life conversations. His chest clenched worriedly as he waited to arrive, biting down on his lower lip softly as his brow pinched out of anxiety. When the arrived at their destination, he practically had to be forced out of the backseat as the fear welled up in his gut at the thought of entering the establishment.

"I'm not so sure about all this" Jimin stated wearily as they reached the entrance to the bar, Hoseok smiled, not bothered by his friend's anxiety "It'll be completely fine" he assured as he pulled the door open. A collection of too many musky scents assaulted Jimin's nose as he began to realize how many Alphas were in the room. He cowered a bit as several pairs of eyes turned in his direction, the owners to the orbs sniffing the air slightly in interest. He happened to be the only omega present, seeing as most keep to themselves and didn't dare go somewhere in which their could possibly be this much dominance in a single room. Jimin, gathering himself, lifted his chin higher as he strode into the bar, the couple he came with following him in remote astonishment.