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In a life where things were constantly changing and chaotic, Yoongi found a place where he could be at peace after a long tiring day at work. It's not like it's physical but a desk job could mentally drain someone too.
With a decent job and a roof over his head, Yoongi could say, it gave him satisfaction. It meets his needs so he has no else to complain. He was just a simple guy after all. His daily routine was no different from any other 27 year olds out there. He worked. He sometimes grabbed drinks with his friends. Been out for dates before but nothing serious. He was cordial with his neighbors when necessary. Respectful to say the least.
But Yoongi was a little too friendly to the one living across his apartment though. His excuse? The other alpha was quiet and keeping things to himself. Aside from a small wave or a little bow or a whispered “hi” there was no other reaction he could get from his neighbor, Park Jimin.
Yoongi wasn’t curious. Or maybe he was. He was thankful that Jimin was not a bad neighbor. Never loud and never bringing a group of friends that could disturb him and others on their floor. Unlike his old neighbors who didn’t give a fuck with anyone and party all night. So this place was really a good one for him.
One night, this must be the longest that Yoongi talked to Jimin. He ran out of sesame oil while cooking japchae so he took his chance and asked his friendly neighbor. Thankfully the quiet alpha gave him some. Though it was just one question - one answer conversation and Jimin immediately closed his door on him. Friendly? Right. That’s how Yoongi described Jimin. He even tried to yell “I’ll give it back.” but no one returned to the door to acknowledge it.
With no delay, Yoongi tried his best to complete the dish as quickly as he could. And when he returned to Jimin. No one was responding. A couple of tries. Two or three more knocks. He could only scoff as he looked down at the small lunch box that he was holding. Wanting to share the food perhaps a thank you but obviously he won't be able to see the other. He did not give up though, he just took a small bag from his place and hung it by Jimin’s door.
Days had passed and each time Yoongi tried to talk to Jimin he would always fail to get the alpha’s attention and sometimes luck wasn’t just on his side because either Jimin wasn’t home or Jimin was in a hurry out.
Yoongi couldn’t point out why he would put much effort to befriend Jimin. It’s a mere curiosity at first even though he denied it to himself. But the more he tried, it became a choir. Like greeting Jimin at the hall was a part of his daily routine now. Without him realizing that he already memorized Jimin’s schedule. The time when Jimin leaves or returns to his place. Or when one omega would visit and one alpha would visit two days apart in a span of two months. Like a cycle.
Cycle. The word echoed in Yoongi’s head. Not wanting to judge but the possibility was there. Jimin might be into omegas or alphas. One or both.
Yoongi groaned on his couch. Spending his day laying on his couch for who knows how long. Bored. Definitely bored since he got no one to bug. Most of his friends got work today. His schedule at work shifted so he works from Tuesdays to Saturdays. So yeah, it’s a Monday blue. He sighed for the nth time.
The only thing that forced him to get up was a phone call from the leasing office as his package arrived. Too worried that someone might take his delivery, he immediately grabbed his pants and a shirt. Covering his body and not walking out with only his boxers on. He ain’t that desperate to get his package though his order was a spludge to say the least.
With a swift move, Yoongi swung his door open only to freeze at the sight of Jimin approaching him. Not him. Of course it's the apartment across from him. He slightly lifted his hand. “Hi-Hello.” He whispered. His heart pounded loudly.
Jimin bowed while securing a few boxes that he was carrying. Even adjusting his arms to not drop anything but managed to wave with his fingers instead. “Hi.”
Just a short response. Yoongi knew it would be just another short conversation or interaction. He could not even point out the difference anymore. He sighed heavily.
“Ah.”
Yoongi immediately snapped his head towards Jimin upon hearing the other. The sweet peach scent hit his lungs. Jimin was standing a few steps away from him. Away from his face, his body, his entire existence. He swallowed hard. “Huh?” Confused. Of course he was confused since Jimin never stood close to him. Never even seek for his gaze but now.. now Jimin was there waiting for him to speak. “Wh-what? Did you say something?”
Shy. An alpha. A shy alpha? Yoongi kept repeating in his head. Because Jimin’s face turned rosey. His cheeks glowed in pink. “Do you..”
“Door. Can you.. can you help me with my door?” Jimin said. Turning his body towards his apartment while still carrying the boxes. Then stumped his left foot slightly. “My keys.. it’s ahmm.. here.”
Damn. Yoongi needed a few seconds for him to regain his senses. He nodded though his heart was pounding loudly while cursing in his head and scream to calm his gay fucked up ass down. “Sure. Of course.” He said.
With a shaky hand, Yoongi used only his two fingers to clip the key ring that was peaking from Jimin’s pocket. But one groan made him look up at Jimin. Now noticing how he struggled with the box that he was holding so he quickly carried the one on top of it. “Sorry, I should..”
“I.. I can carry them.” Jimin whispered. Terribly introverted. Always an independent one but be friendly too if he felt safe and comfortable. Having to ask Yoongi’s help was not his usual but Yoongi wasn’t a stranger to him by now so that brought him to this situation. And the alpha sure was willing to give a hand.
Yoongi could not help but smile when he turned Jimin’s key and unlocked his place. Extremely excited that he gained access to the very place that he never even got a chance to take a glance on.
Knowing how each apartment might have been designed the same way, Yoongi was as thrilled to step foot at Jimin’s place still. It’s as if he just entered a new world. But all those desires and excitement came crashing, when Jimin squeezed himself in between the door and him.
“Excuse.. sorry.” Jimin murmured. Head low and immediately grabbed the box from Yoongi before he could take another step inside his place.
Yoongi stood there. Nope. He dragged his feet backwards. And the door slammed on his face. Blinking. His heart stopped for a moment. Only for the door to open again. Jimin was red. His cheeks showed but his eyes were barely visible because of the fringe that’s covering them. The alpha bowed and grabbed the keys from his fingers. “Thank you. Sorry. Thank you.”
Two bows and Yoongi was completely stunned. Left only to stare at door number 13 in front of his face. Not mad. Not confused. But completely lost. Lost. Shuttered.
Could this shy alpha be a heart breaker?
Yoongi took his time. Thankfully his phone buzzed from his pocket and got reminded of why he was out of his apartment in the first place. To grab his package. Yes. He shook his body a bit. Waking his senses and forcing himself to move and be gone. To not look like a fool hounding at another alpha’s front door.
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