Thank you to @chubbybubbyjoonie1 for this lovely prompt! I hope you enjoy! <3
“Hey, did you see that a new bakery is opening downtown?” Taehyung asked as he got back from class.
Jin and Jungkook both turned from where they making lunch in the kitchen. Jin, a lover of anything food related, said, “No, I didn't. Does it look nice?”
Taehyung shrugged. “I only saw the flyer. It says it’s a Seoul location for some popular bakery in Busan.”
Jungkook looked up with newfound interest. “Pretty Minnie’s?”
“Oh, yeah, you’ve heard of it?”
“Heard of it? Pretty Minnie’s is the best place in Busan. We went there at least once a week when I was a kid. They had a location in my neighborhood,” Jungkook answered excitedly.
Taehyung and Jin both seemed more intrigued by the alpha’s excitement. “I guess we will have to try it then. The grand opening is next weekend.”
“I promise, Appa, I got this,” Jimin said as he pulled on his apron. His father was on speakerphone for the third time that morning, ready to get on the next train from Busan to come help his son open their new location.
The omega smoothed over his yellow apron, tying it around the front in a way that made him look even curvier than he already was. Jimin had donned his favorite black overalls with yellow and white daisies for his special day - the grand opening of his own location of the family bakery.
Jimin had dreamed of this day since he was a young pup in his parent’s main bakery. He loved spending his days helping his father in the kitchen and serving customers with his mother - the namesake of the family business.
“Ah, I know, Jimin-ah. You have been working your whole life for this, but I worry about you. It’s hard to be alone anywhere but especially in Seoul. You will handle the bakery just fine, I just don’t want you to be lonely, son,” his father explained, sounding a little choked up as he spoke.
“Appa…” Jimin replied quietly, getting emotional himself. He knew his parents never meant to coddle him, they loved him and wanted the best for him. “I promise, I will tell you if I want you and Eomma to visit. I just want to do this part on my own, prove to myself that I can do it.”
“Of course, you can do it, you’ve been doing it since you were sixteen. That was never in question,” his father said confidently, voice full of pride for his son.
Jimin smiled brightly and picked up his phone to take it off speaker, holding it up to his ear instead. “Thank you, Appa. I love you.”
“I love you too, Jimin. Keep us updated throughout the day. I want to hear all about your wonderful grand opening.”
After hanging up the phone and bolstering himself with the long-distance support of his parents, Jimin left his office to give the opening staff a pep talk before they unlocked the doors. He was shocked to see the line out front and felt a new wave of energy.
The first three hours of the day went by so fast, Jimin had no idea what time it was and how much they had sold, but it was undoubtedly a successful grand opening already. Between college students from Busan and families with kids drawn to the cute exterior, they well exceeded their expectations for the big move to Seoul.
Just as Jimin was about to tap out for a break, the bell above the door rang once again. He turned to greet the new customers and let them know that one of his staff could take care of them when he stopped still, instantly overwhelmed by the group that just walked in.
Six college students, clearly a mix of alphas and betas that seemed close enough to possibly be a pack. Jimin felt instantly attracted to them, something in their presence drawing him, but he forced himself to be professional and put on his customer service smile.
“Hi, welcome to Pretty Minnie’s! My name is Jimin, what can I get for you?”
Jimin almost shrunk under their heavy stares, all of them remaining silent for almost an uncomfortable amount of time. He decided to try breaking the ice a little more. “We have quite a few options so it can be overwhelming to choose. I can help you pick some out if you would like.”
Jungkook stepped forward first, already having been the designated orderer since he was familiar with the bakery. “Um, I’m from Busan so I’ve actually been here before. Well, not here, but you know…yeah…”
Jimin nodded with an endeared smile, finding the alpha adorable in his nervous introduction. “Thank you for supporting us! What is your favorite? I’ll give you one on the house.”
“Oh, no, I couldn’t. It’s your grand opening!”
“I insist, especially if you all plan on buying something. Consider it a gift from me,” Jimin replied firmly, hoping that he wasn’t coming on too strong.
Jungkook gave him a shy smile and said, “Okay, thank you. I love the red bean sweet buns.”
Jimin grabbed one from the case and handed it over to the alpha. “Those are my favorite too!”
“Let us buy one for you then,” Namjoon said, suddenly finding his voice and stepping up beside Jungkook at the counter.
“Oh, um, wow, if you would really like to,” Jimin responded, cheeks filling with a pink blush.
Namjoon insisted and the rest of the group placed their order. Jimin filled a pastry box with all of their selections, setting aside one sweet bun for himself. As he slid the box across the counter, he looked up to find all of them with their eyes on him.
Clearing his throat slightly in hopes of hiding his interest, Jimin thanked them for visiting the bakery. “Thank you all so much for coming in and thank you for the bun. No one has ever done that for me before.”
Taehyung stepped forward, making such direct eye contact that Jimin felt his knees get a little weak. “You deserve much more than a sweet bun. We will have to come back again.”
Jimin knew that his blush returned ten-fold, never having been so directly flirted with by an alpha like this. He ducked his head slightly, lips forming a soft smile. “I hope to see you soon.”
Before the group could say anything else, Jimin’s attention was called by one of his staff members. He gave them a parting wave and turned away from the counter. They all watched him until the woman at the counter called for the next customer.
The walk back to their apartment was a quiet one, full of processing thoughts, but the second Yoongi opened the door and everyone got inside, all the emotions burst forward.
“Oh my God, he was adorable!”
“Did you see his cheeks? They looked softer than the mochi in the case!”
“He looked so cute in those overalls.”
“I was looking at a different set of cheeks, honestly.”
“Yoongi!” Jin scolded as he smacked the beta’s arm, although he was trying to hold back his laughter. Even if Jin wasn’t so crass himself, he also wasn’t going to disagree.
“What? We are all thinking it. He was curvy as hell,” Yoongi said, shrugging off Jin’s response. He smirked and continued, “Also, don’t come at me. What about Tae with that whole ‘you deserve more’ shtick?”
Taehyung laughed and waved him off. “I was just speaking my truth. Joonie is the one who bought him something. A little courting jumpstart, o alpha, my alpha?”
Namjoon rolled his eyes, deciding to focus on the pastry box in front of him. “I was returning his nice gesture, that’s all.”
“Mhmm, sure, definitely wasn’t your alpha wanting to provide for him,” Taehyung quipped, enjoying the light atmosphere in the room. It was rare for all of them to be on the same page about something like this so it seemed obvious that they would pursue the sweet omega.
Hoseok grabbed his selection from the box and took a bite. “Wow, I’ll keep going back no matter who works there. This is incredible.”
The next few moments passed in silence while all six of them enjoyed their pastries. Making quiet sounds of enjoyment, the baked goods were gone in minutes and they all shared knowing looks.
“Well, damn, I guess we have to go back to the bakery again,” Yoongi announced, making his way out of the room with the other’s laughs trailing behind him.
Two weeks after the opening, Jimin felt over the moon. The bakery was thriving, his parents were proud of him, and he finally had his entire apartment unpacked. All he wanted now was to see that pack of handsome men walk back through his door.
They apparently had returned two times since the grand opening, but Jimin missed them both times. The first time was a few days later while he was back in his office on the phone with an ingredient vendor. The second time was during his parent’s visit to Seoul; he was with them at his apartment above the bakery while his trusted staff ran the morning shift.
It would be more than welcome to have a visit from them today as Jimin was by far, having his worst day in Seoul yet.
Jimin knew that his style wasn’t for everyone. He dressed more like a kindergarten teacher than anything else, his patterned overalls and thick-rimmed glasses being his favorite things to wear.
On top of his fashion sense, Jimin was also aware that he was considered plus-size. His wide hips and plump ass filled out his overalls quite nicely. He was the child of bakers and a baker himself, of course, he was on the softer, curvier side.
What Jimin was not aware of was the fact that people were much freer with their words in Seoul than back home in Busan. He tried not to let the comments get to him, but some people were blatantly rude.
Some alphas mentioned that he must taste-test all of his work while older omegas directly addressed his size - telling him that he would never find a pack if he was already ‘letting himself go’ so young. There was even a specific group of women who came in and gave him a business card for their gym every time he was at the counter.
Usually, Jimin could shrug it off. ‘Never trust a skinny baker’ became his catchphrase and certain people were simply ignored, letting his staff handle them while he found another place to keep himself busy.
That morning, however, was just a bad start to his day.
The first round of sweet buns somehow ended up in the oven without a timer and burnt to the point of being inedible. One of his favorite coffee mugs slipped off the counter and shattered across the floor. He had to send an employee down to the grocery store for butter because their shipment was late.
Then, his bad day became terrible. He was at the counter alone - one employee at the store, one back in the kitchen, and one on break - when an absolute wretch of a woman came in.
There were two other customers in the bakery eating at the window counter and one at the case that she completely breezed by, cutting them in line. She ignored Jimin’s greeting and his offer for assistance while she stared at the case in disdain.
Without even a simple hello, the woman looked him up and down and said, “I guess the bakery must be pretty good if the baker is fat, right?”
Jimin stared at her in shock. He knew the implication behind his words whenever he mentioned the skinny baker thing, but this woman had straight-up called him fat to his face.
Considering himself strong-willed, Jimin was surprised to find himself a bit teary-eyed from her words. It was likely the already-stressful morning burdening him and his impending pre-heat, but the words cut him like a knife.
“I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Jimin said firmly, trying to limit the scene from developing or making the other customers uncomfortable.
She glared at him, unmoving from her spot at the counter with her arms crossed. “You are denying me service for speaking the truth. Some business model you have here.”
Jimin straightened his posture and took a deep breath, pushing down the insecurities that she had unearthed from somewhere he hadn’t even known. “Yes, I am denying you service. Even though you are a customer, that does not give you the right to disrespect me or my business. I am politely asking you to leave, ma’am.”
In an attempt to break his composure, the woman stared him down for another tense moment before dramatically spinning on her heel and stomping out. Jimin watched her leave, ensuring the door fully shut behind her. He then took quick steps to the kitchen door, not even acknowledging his other customers and asking the staff member in the kitchen to take over.
As he sought refuge in his office to process what just happened and probably call his mom, Jimin had not noticed that a few more customers had entered the bakery to view the intense exchange.
Hoseok and Jin had stepped inside, excited to see the omega only to be met with the horrible woman and Jimin’s strong reserve. They watched and waited, hoping to comfort him and leaving once he disappeared into the back - heading home to inform the rest of what had happened.
A few days later, all six decided to visit the bakery together on their free afternoon. The bell over the door greeted them instead of a lovely, welcoming voice as the counter was empty. Jungkook looked around the corner, trying to see if anyone was around but found no one.
“I’ll be there in just a moment!” the omega’s voice called out from his office.
They smiled and decided to look over the selection in the pastry case while they waited. It was barely a minute before Jimin came quickly toward the counter, covering his mouth with one hand.
After chewing and swallowing, Jimin smiled and said, “I’m so sorry for the wait! I knew I should’ve just taken my lunch out here.”
Jin and Yoongi both frowned, not liking the implication that the omega was skipping his breaks. The betas already felt protective over him just from their limited interactions.
“Well, we’re sorry for interrupting,” Namjoon responded, trying to comfort the omega.
“Don’t be silly! I’m happy to have such nice customers,” Jimin said as he looked down to make sure he didn’t drop any food on his shirt. He realized that he had one overall strap undone and he had forgotten his apron. “Oh goodness, I am a mess today. I will be right back.”
They all watched him speed off to the office while clipping his strap back together. His overalls were lavender with white polka dots and a little more form-fitting than others they had seen him wear. Without the apron covering most of his body, they were able to appreciate his curvy waist and plump thighs.
“God, he’s so adorable. We need to ask him out already,” Hoseok whispered as they all had their eyes on the office entrance instead of the baked goods.
Jimin returned with his apron tied neatly around his waist, looking calmer and put together instead of rushed as before. “Okay, thank you so much for waiting. What can I get for you?”
After giving their order, Jin and Hoseok were torn on addressing the moment they witnessed earlier in the week. They wanted to show their support and try to dispel some of the omega’s potential worries that lingered from the interaction.
“Um, Jimin?” Jin asked, realizing it was the first time he had addressed him by his name directly.
The omega looked a little startled, pausing his motions of putting their box together. “Yes?”
“I just wanted to say that I’m really sorry about what happened with that woman this week. I know it isn’t my place to apologize, but no one should ever speak to you that way. I think you did the right thing by kicking her out; it was very respectable,” Jin explained.
Jimin’s face paled, trying to stop his eyes from widening and tearing up. His omega was begging him to get out of there as he felt pure embarrassment at them witnessing that conversation. It never really hit him before that moment, but now something in him shifted at knowing they had heard someone call him fat.
Although Jimin didn’t consider himself to be fat per se or fat to be a bad thing in general, his thoughts were spiraling as his brain was screaming that this pack he daydreamed about probably had no interest in someone like him, especially after hearing someone speak about him in that way.
Trying to ignore those feelings, Jimin attempted a smile and stuttered, “I…uh, thank you. I didn’t realize you were here to see that.”
They all sensed the omega’s switch in demeanor and immediately wanted to comfort him or possibly scold Jin for bringing it up. Rather than his typical drawn-out packing of the box with light conversation, Jimin made quick work of gathering their chosen baked goods and ringing them up on the register.
Suddenly, Taehyung made a decision and spoke up. “Jimin, would you like to have dinner with us tonight?”
Jimin’s head snapped up, owl-eyed with surprise as if he never expected that to be a possible question from them. He considered turning it down purely out of his own insecurity before he decided to accept. Even if it was out of pity for witnessing what Jimin saw as humiliating, the omega was grateful for their kindness.
“Oh…um, yeah…yes, I would love that.”
After their dinner together, the pack knew they could never let Jimin go. The courting started immediately and the omega was blown away. Even though this group courting him was in college, they all clearly were mature and secure both financially and emotionally.
His parents were thrilled, happy to hear that the bakery was thriving and Jimin was not alone up in the big city. He was spending his evenings at their shared house and at least one or two of them would visit the bakery throughout the day, even offering to help behind the counter.
The courting process also taught Jimin a few things.
Pack relationships were more beautiful and loving than he had ever expected after coming from a single couple home.
Jimin very much enjoyed being spoiled, constantly receiving gifts of all sizes from all six pack members.
And most importantly for him, they fully supported his aspirations to be an omega business owner and had no intention of limiting him once they mated.
Something else Jimin realized that went hand-in-hand with spoiling him was their encouragement and dedication to keeping him well-fed. Jin and Yoongi were wonderful cooks, always bringing him prepared lunches and serving him healthy portions.
All of them had jumped behind the counter at the bakery to help in different ways. Jin and Yoongi learned house recipes and helped Jimin prepare batches for the oven. Taehyung and Hoseok were fantastic with customers, willing to serve tables and fulfill orders. Namjoon could man the register with ease and Jungkook was able to do a bit of everything.
No matter what position they were filling at the bakery, all of them would make excuses to feed Jimin throughout the day. Under the guise of taste-testing or ‘sharing’ the baked goods with him, the omega quickly realized that he was eating much more of his products than ever before.
As they were the ones initiating and the never-ending praise Jimin received from them, the omega couldn’t bring himself to worry about the effects of his indulgence because he was not naive to it. He caught on pretty quickly to them making excuses to give him bites at the bakery or the extra spoonful in his portion of dinner.
Jimin felt the effects after the first few months of courting. He had always been on the curvier side, but he was definitely filling out more and more as time went on.
His overalls which had fit the same for years started to get tighter on his hips, hugging his body and highlighting the new softness on his frame. His cute, little tummy being constantly filled with sweet treats had started to become rounder, taking up more space and pushing out against his clothes to the point of needing to extend his straps.
With the way his new pack took any chance to have their hands on him, Jimin found that his confidence and appreciation for his body actually grew in tandem. Between his strong composure and the new scents he wore like perfume, those comments from rude customers were things of the past.
Their months-long courtship came to an end and Jimin accepted their mating proposal - all of it lining up perfectly with the pack’s graduation. They planned to move in together and mate within the next year.
All of the excitement fulfilled Jimin’s desires and he had to admit that he had never been happier - a successful business from his own hard work and a pack of six incredible future mates.
However, there was one thing that nearly brought him to tears, admittedly a bit dramatic but still painful. Jimin outgrew his beloved pair of black, daisy-print overalls.
He had been getting ready for his opening shift one morning, having slept at his own apartment the night before. Jimin grabbed them off the hanger and noticed the resistance as he tried to pull them over his thighs and hips. Once he managed to wiggle them up his waist, even unbuttoning the two extenders on the side didn’t help them sit comfortably on his body.
Jimin was already running behind so he threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie he had stolen from Namjoon, feeling wrong to be entering his bakery without a pair of overalls on. He tried his best to tamp down his distress knowing that Jin and Taehyung would both be in that morning to help him open.
Due to his already heightened emotions, Jimin finally let the tears fall when he put on his apron. He always tied it around the front, making a lovely little bow that sat on his middle, but this morning, the ties on his favorite yellow apron didn’t have enough give to be tied when he wrapped them around front.
Jimin’s brain tried to offer him some excuses like his upcoming pre-heat causing bloating and the thickness of the hoodie he was wearing compared to his normal clothes, but he knew that wasn’t the case. The apron faced the same fate as his overalls due to his growing figure.
And, in any other moment, Jimin would have found the apron realization endearing - a physical representation of how well his pack loved him. However, outgrowing his overalls hurt as they had become almost an armor in a sense, a part of who he was and a connection to the success of his bakery. They were also a gift from his mother, one of the first patterned pairs that he treasured.
Jin and Taehyung nearly sprinted inside once they caught the bitter, burnt smell after opening the back door. They both became concerned that Jimin was sick considering his dressed-down outfit and disheveled state.
“Jimin! What’s wrong, baby?” Jin called out as he entered the kitchen, Taehyung a few steps behind him.
Jimin hiccuped and tried to stifle his sobs, allowing both of them to wrap him in a tight embrace. He was instantly comforted by their scents and gentle touch, an oddly familiar sense of embarrassment now that he was preparing to explain the reason behind his tears.
“I…uh…” Jimin started before letting out a wet laugh, toeing the line of self-deprecating. “Sorry, I’m being ridiculous.”
“Hey, don’t say that. Talk to us, what’s going on?” Taehyung replied, refusing to let go of the omega until he had answers.
Between his quiet tone and his face tucked up against Jin’s broad shoulder, Jimin’s words were mumbled. Jin and Taehyung both asked him to repeat what he had said, still slightly tensed with the expectation of something horrible.
Jimin pulled away with a pout on his face, bottom lip almost quivering. “My favorite overalls don’t fit anymore.”
Jin kissed his forehead, continuing his gentle massage on the omega’s back. “Oh, Min, I’m sorry.”
Taehyung really tried his best, but he could not hide his smirk from knowing they were the reason their omega had filled out so nicely. Although, the alpha was aware that Jimin truly loved his adorable wardrobe and instantly put that in his pocket for later.
“Why don’t Jinnie and I go get started in the kitchen while you head back upstairs and change? It will make you feel better, babe,” Taehyung offered, trying to sound light and encouraging.
Jimin thought it over and nodded, removing his apron and handing over the day’s menu so they could get prepped. Jin collected the ingredients they needed while Taehyung texted the group chat about the tense morning.
The mood had completely shifted when Jimin returned from changing. He had picked a simple pair of regular denim overalls that did fit but were reaching the same fate as his other pair. The omega looked perfectly content though as if just simply wearing his preferred clothing was all he needed to feel better.
A month after that harrowing morning marked one year since they started courting Jimin and it was the day they had all been awaiting. They were moving into their shared home, albeit, a little stressful for Jimin who had entered pre-heat a few nights prior and would be in heat two weeks from now.
His pre-heat was a nice incentive to move quickly since Jimin was desperate to pull the others into a comfortable nest with him. Thankfully, the tears had been a one-time thing as the omega explained it wasn’t his confidence or body image that was affected, it was truly the loss of his favorite outfit.
Jimin was in the living room helping Hoseok and Jungkook hang up pictures when the others joined them. Taehyung was holding a pretty large gift bag out toward him with a wide smile which Jimin accepted with a confused expression.
“Just a little housewarming gift from us. We have all been living together for a while so it felt right,” Taehyung explained, clearly excited to see the omega’s reaction.
Jimin was endeared by their sweet gesture and placed the bag on the coffee table to start opening it. Once he removed the tissue paper, he gasped and looked up at them with teary eyes. “Oh my god! I love you all so much!”
Holding them up in front of him, Jimin looked at a brand new pair of black overalls that perfectly matched the pattern of his old ones - bigger than the originals, big enough for more room to grow.
Excitedly digging through the bag, Jimin found three more pairs of adorable overalls with pastel colors and pretty patterns that were appropriately sized for him now. He looked up at all of them with a wide eye smile and crossed the room to throw his arms around Taehyung first.
“Thank you,” Jimin whispered quietly into the alpha’s ear, falling in love with them all a little more each time they make him feel so cherished. He spread his love throughout the room, ending up doing a little fashion show once Namjoon suggested it.
They watched him change without a second thought in the middle of their living room, giving the pack a lovely showing of the omega’s velvety curves and rolls. Even though the new overalls were sized-up, Jimin’s round backside and plump belly were still on display for their viewing pleasure.
What Taehyung may not have mentioned to Jimin was the fact that he purchased a few more pairs than just the ones gifted that day. Realizing how important those black overalls were to their omega and how significant his appetite was, the pack determined that buying a pair of the next sizes up was necessary.
What Taehyung may not have mentioned to the entire pack was the fact that he also found maternity overalls in the same pattern and he may have added a few of those to the cart as well. Call it wishful thinking, but he saw pups in their future and even if there weren’t, Jimin’s belly was on its way to warranting the extra support anyway.
