drift away | j.p. + y.m. (yoonmin)

quatre

"Well then," Min Pyo chuckled carelessly, squeezing Jimin's shoulder, "let's get you a bike, shall we?"

With that, the group casually started to stroll to the opposite end of the boardwalk. While the sun was very close to setting completely, the sky was still painted a delicate pastel pink, and the remaining rays of radiant light reflected off of the neon wheels perfectly. The two in front of him - who had firm grips on their bikes as they wheeled them along  - engaged in small talk, however Jimin's thoughts were elsewhere.

He was mesmerised. Both the beauty of the beach at dusk, and the mint-haired boy whom he walked behind had him in a trance. In this light, he had noticed that Yoongi looked particularly handsome; he had slightly swept his hair from his face to reveal a pair of gorgeous eyes, and his small, perky nose was undoubtedly cute when it was complimented by the fading sunlight.

Soon enough, after passing what seemed like an eternity of quirky stalls, the small shack which the bikes were being hired from came into view. Despite being hard to miss with a loud, flashy sign that practically illuminated the entire boardwalk, it was much smaller than Jimin expected. Only one man stood behind the counter, (it looked like only he could fit there), and with a few empty hooks along the wall behind him, there didn't seem to be any bikes.

"Hey, would you happen to have another bike, please?" Yoongi questioned, reaching for his wallet.

While Jimin was incredibly flattered, he quickly interjected.

"No, I'll pay. He stated confidently, shaking Yoongi's hand away along with the feeling of his cheeks burning. Min Pyo shot Yoongi a suggestive smirk, but Jimin took no notice.

"Sorry, they're all gone for the moment. You could wait for one to return, but you'd probably be waiting for a while, I'm afraid." The man replied, looking apologetic as he pointed over to a couple who had seemingly just hopped onto their bikes.

He stopped to ponder for a moment before speaking again.

"Two of you could share one though, if you'd like." He reasoned, looking as though he had just recalled something.

"They can fit two people?" Min Pyo asked, glacing down at his bike doubtfully.

"Yeah, but it's quite a squeeze, so most people usually prefer-" The man began to respond, but was very quickly interrupted by an overly excited voice.

"Um no worries! I-I'll just share with Yoongi, then!" Jimin cried. This was just the right sign to tell him to make a move, he thought.

"Wait, Yoongi do you mind sharing?" Min Pyo tapped him intently.

"I guess not. I don't care," He shrugged, looking completely unfazed, "but, you could ride with Min Pyo, Jimin. He's probably faster-"

"No, it's okay! Besides, I don't want to be any trouble seeing as we've only just met. I only really wanted to ride for the cool lights and stuff!" Jimin rambled, slightly resembling a giddy child.

"Wow, you're a dork." Yoongi whispered beneath his breath, not being able to control his smile.

"I guess that's settled then. Sorry to bother you!" Min Pyo politely waved he man goodbye, turning back to face the path they had just followed.

"Right! Shall we get going?" He smiled, enthusiastically stepping onto his bike and rather abruptly riding away. Before long and with a vigorous amount of pedalling, he was merely a dot in the distance.

Yoongi glanced backward, noticing Jimin in an awkward stance.

"Hop on then, Jimin." He tried to grin reassuringly, but must have given the opposite impression, as Jimin still seemed nervous as he sat himself down behind him.