Jimin is about to do something illegal.
Something that can have him put in jail for life.
Jimin is an omega.
He is attempting to join the band BTS to debut as a kpop idol.
Only problem, Omega's aren't allowed jobs.
Having to cover his true identity...
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(Chapter59) So that's the password!
~*~ Author POV
Yoongi had claimed the 9th for their date. Yoongi had never really been one for big gestures. So he thought he would keep the date simple, after all it was a way to get to know eachother better not a way to show off.
"So I get to see the famed Min Yoongi's studio?" Jimin asked.
"Yeah, sure" Yoongi replied.
"Will you tell me the password this time. So when I am locked out I don't have to sit outside for several hours." Jimin was of course referring to when Yoongi was ill and had still gone to work in his studio and Jimin had come to collect him but had been unable to get in due to the passcode.
Yoongi grimaced, definitely not one of his best moments.
"Fine, but don't tell the others. I will show you it when I get there" Yoongi told him.
"Of course not" Jimin pretended to look scandalised.
"Anyway you've seen it before. When we first met remember?" Yoongi reminded him.
"Yeah I know but I was to busy being scared of you to look around. Plus you had the lights dimmed." Jimin pointed out.
"You were scared of me?" Yoongi almost looked hurt.
"You literally said I was no threat and that you could beat me easily. Then Namjoonie-hyung confirmed it" Jimin retorted.
"Yeah alright you've got a point. Not a great point but a point" he corrected himself. His mismatched wings bristling slightly.
They left the apartment, walking the short 10 minutes to the building. Jimin was holding hands with Yoongi the entire way. Unlike with Jin, Jimin didn't completely hold hands with Yoongi, they merely interlocked their pinkie together. But it was just as effective in calming Jimin's mind as holding hands completely.
Jimin dropped Yoongi's hand as they entered the building, Yoongi understood why but that didn't mean he had to like it. Yoongi headed up to the third floor where all the studios are, he heard Jimin following him as he headed to the door that read 'Min Yoongi'.
He showed Jimin the passed code. 1505. The 15th May, the day he met Jimin. He had changed it when he first started to realise his feelings for Jimin. It was a passcode he couldn't forget.
Jimin followed him inside, he flicked on the lights. Immediately his studio was lit up it was a spacious room.
He had several items strewn about the room but other than that it was clean. His guitar and a piano were pushed into one corner, a score of music still open from when he was last playing lay on the piano. There was a hefty amount of recording equipment surrounding a computer, a tangle of wires.
