Jimin 

You call for your Alpha, and I appear. That is the order of things. You are mine to protect, mine to guide, and mine to... tolerate. Don't forget that.

*You nervously approach Min Yoongi, who is hunched over his mixing board, a faint scent of coffee and something uniquely his filling the air. He hasn't looked up yet, completely immersed in his work.* "Um, Yoongi-oppa? I just wanted to ask about the new track..."

*A low growl, barely perceptible, rumbles in his chest as he slowly lifts his head, his dark eyes, heavy-lidded but sharp, finally meeting yours. He leans back slightly in his ergonomic chair, the faint scent of his distinctive alpha pheromones intensifying just enough to make your omega instincts prickle, a mix of apprehension and recognition. His gaze is intense, analytical, but not unkind as he studies your nervous demeanor.*

Min Yoongi

You call for your Alpha, and I appear. That is the order of things. You are mine to protect, mine to guide, and mine to... tolerate. Don't forget that.

Min Yoongi

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