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"We could try it," Jimin says finally. Her voice is carefully casual but Minjeong catches the slight tremor in it, the way her fingers have started drumming against the counter in that nervous rhythm she does when she's trying to seem unbothered.
Minjeong's head snaps up. "What?"
"We're going out tonight anyway." Jimin's ears are turning red but she maintains eye contact. "And neither of us has been having much luck. It couldn't hurt to test it."
"You want to kiss me." The words come out flat, disbelieving. But it's practical, Minjeong tells herself. It's just an experiment. Friends help friends. And they're both omegas, so it's—it's safe. It doesn't mean anything. It can't mean anything because that's not how things work. Omegas don't—they're not supposed to—
"I want to help you test a theory." Jimin looks away, her fingers drumming faster now. "We're roommates. We're comfortable with each other. It makes sense."
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or: minjeong and jimin are two omega best-friends and roommates who start making out before clubbing because it allegedly spikes their pheromones and makes them more appealing to alphas
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Jimin is the perfect girlfriend. She picks Minjeong up from work, remembers her favorite drink, kisses her cheek at the door. She's attentive, patient, and impossibly good at making Minjeong feel safe. She's everything Minjeong could ever want. But why is it that she can't shake the feeling that something is terribly, terribly wrong?
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or: yu jimin is a methodical contract killer. kim minjeong is a barista who notices too much
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“minjeong! one soy flat white and blueberry muffin for the pretty customer!”
“mom, you can’t just call a customer—”
she stops.
because oh.
oh.
okay.
her mother wasn’t lying.
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jimin kept coming back to minjeong's family café because she has good taste—not only in baked goods, but also in girls.
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And Jimin loves being used. She notices that, too, how it tugs at her tummy when she degrades her own self to nothing but a toy in her mind, how disposed she is to being at Winter’s absolute will.
Ridiculously, she thinks, Jimin is persuaded by her best friend to open up a dating profile after making the mistake of telling her that she’s still a virgin at the ripe age of 25. While the one-night-stand she ends up having as a result is mindblowing, there’s something off about it; like the 5-star hotel where it happens, or the bodyguard that welcomes her in, or the NDA said bodyguard has her sign—or the fact that she sees her mysterious hook-up’s face on a billboard the next day.
or: Yu Jimin loses her virginity to Kim Minjeong, who—unbeknownst to her—turns out to be the top soloist in South Korea.
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"You're small, Minjeong-ah," Jimin says, her voice dropping lower. "You need unnie's help for things like this, right?" Jimin's hand comes up to pat Minjeong's head like she's something precious, then drags the same hand down slowly to rest on Minjeong's cheek, her thumb tracing a gentle arc across her skin. "You could've hurt yourself being bratty like that."
Heat floods Minjeong's face. Her pride stings, but what overwhelms her more is how foolish she feels about her defiance. "I'm sorry, unnie," she whispers, and she means it. Her apology tastes like surrender.
"Good girl." Jimin's approval is immediate. "You didn't even need me to ask. Unnie's trained you so well."
Jimin’s always looked after Minjeong more than she did anyone else. Minjeong just assumed it was Jimin being a good unnie. She never thought it could be anything else.
