Hello, Hello (Tell Me What You Want Right Now)

Yoonmin IV

Jimin has been feeling down. Really, really down actually, ever since Taehyung flipped a switch and suddenly wanted nothing to do with him, or Yoongi. The other Omega would go out of his way to avoid being alone with them, to avoid sitting next to them at meals or in the van, to interact anymore than he had to for vocal and dance practice. He wouldn't even meet Jimin's eyes anymore.

So, Jimin was pretty excited when Yoongi texted him this morning while he was at practice with Jeongguk and Hoseok, his Alpha at the studio. It simply said he had a surprise and to meet him in front of the dorm at six, wearing something nice. Jimin texted back an okay with a flurry of emojis because he needed this, needed time alone with his Alpha away from the dorms and the studio.

Jimin carries through his day, excitement bubbling in his chest as the clock ticks closer and closer to time to leave. When he arrives back to the dorm a little after four-thirty, he practically skips to the bathroom to shower and get ready. After showering he blow dries and styles his hair, putting a light bit of makeup on. He knows Yoongi doesn't like it when he wears too much.

He goes back to his room, towel around his waist, to get dressed. He's been thinking about it all day, but still hasn't really decided. He stares at his closet, knowing that it's getting close to time for him to meet Yoongi and he really needs to make up his mind.He settles on a white button down with pale pink flowers printed all over it, their green stems curling around each other. He pairs it with black slacks, a black blazer, and all black low-top converse. Classy but still slightly casual.

He admires himself in their mirror, satisfied with the look. He glances at their alarm clock and it's five-fifty-five. He has to go meet his Alpha. He makes his way to the front of the dorm, the others all off doing their own thing so he doesn't meet anyone on his way. He steps out the front door and is greeted to Yoongi, wearing a black button down and black jeans, carrying a bundle of white and red roses.

Jimin coos at the sight of them and his charming, handsome Alpha. He accepts the flowers graciously, burying his nose in them to smell the beautiful aroma. "They're so pretty," he muses, stroking lightly at the petals of one of the white ones.

"Not as pretty as you," Yoongi responds easily and Jimin beams at him. Yoongi offers his arm and Jimin hooks through it with one of his own, cradling the bouquet of flowers in the other. He leads him to a company car parked out front, all black and sleek looking. He opens the back door for Jimin, letting him climb in first. Yoongi isn't far behind him and Jimin carefully sets the flowers down by his feet so he can hold Yoongi's hand. The driver already seems to know where to go, taking off as soon as they settle in.

"Where are we going?" Jimin asks excitedly, looking out the window at the passing streets as if they'll tell him the answer.

"You'll see." Yoongi says, sounding entirely too smug for his own good.

They eventually pull up to a restaurant, small and quaint but still fancy looking. Yoongi thanks their driver and asks him to return in an hour or so before opening his door and stepping out, holding a hand out for Jimin. Jimin eyes his flowers, wondering what to do with them, when Yoongi says, "Leave them, the driver-nim will drop them off at the dorm for us." The driver nods in assurance, so Jimin leaves them and takes his Alpha's hand.

Yoongi leads him inside, still radiating smug energy. What is he up to?

They step inside door and are greeted by a pretty hostess-noona. She bows, greeting Yoongi by name, and leads them to a table near the kitchen. Jimin immediately knows something is off. There are absolutely no people in the restaurant, aside from them, the hostess, and the workers in the back. She seats them, saying their first course will be out soon, and leaves with another bow.