Walk These City Streets With Me (#wattys2017)(Complete)

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Yoongi was certainly not expecting what Jimin had in store. He brought him into the city. When they got off the subway, Yoongi looked at Jimin, puzzled. "Why are we here?" he asked. "How much of this city have you seen?" Jimin asked Yoongi. Yoongi had actually never been to anywhere other than the gang hideout and police station. "Nowhere, actually." Yoongi admitted in defeat. Jimin gave Yoongi a pair of sunglasses and a mask, while he himself put on a baseball cap and a mask. "I'm technically not supposed to be doing this, so we can't be recognized. Okay?" Yoongi nodded, since he was eager to go explore.

Jimin was a fan of art, so he dragged Yoongi into one of the many art museums located in the city. He and Yoongi walked around, admiring the paintings and praising the artists for skills they would never have. Jimin's particular favorite was a painting of red-orange roses, sprawled across a mahogany table. He stood in front of the painting, and gazed in awe. Yoongi came up behind him, placing his chin on his shoulder. "Why do you like this so much?" he whispered to the other. Jimin sighed. "Look at how they're arranged. Sprawled across the table, as if the one who received them didn't even care. They threw beauty away." Yoongi was taken aback at his answer. "Huh. That's one way to look at it." Jimin turned around. "What's the other way?" he asked Yoongi. "With your eyes." Yoongi said with a proud smile, and Jimin couldn't help but laugh at the other's response.

They finished looking around the museum (only because Yoongi almost knocked over a priceless scultpure and got himself and Jimin escorted out) and kept walking. As they walked on the sidewalk, Yoongi would point out objects in windows and why he liked them. He pointed out a grand piano to Jimin, seeming particularly excited. Jimin took note of this in his mind, and decided to ask if he could get a piano for the house. Jimin instantly knew of somewhere he wanted to take Yoongi.  "I know another place." he said, talking to Yoongi, who was looking at the sky. Nothing but grey. Why is it always grey? He kept walking until he walked straight into Jimin's back. "Sorry." Yoongi apologized. "No worries. Got your head in the clouds, huh?" Jimin pointed to their next destination. An ice skating rink, and a huge one at that, stood before them. "Ice skating?" Yoongi was slightly worried, he wasn't great at the whole balance thing.

"Okay."

They walked up to the stand to grab skates, the worker looking at them with a smile. They laced up their skates and got on the ice. Jimin was right at home- he loved skating, and was pretty damn good at it too. Yoongi, however, refused to let go of the wall. "Ahh c'mon Yoongi! Don't be afraid!" Jimin cooed, skating gracefully around him, almost causing Yoongi to lose his balance. "I'm not scared, I'm being smart. I'd rather not break a few bones today." Jimin skated right in front of Yoongi, and stopped him in his place. He held out his hand. "I've got you." Yoongi wondered if he should let go. He wanted to let go- not just now, but he wanted to let himself go too. Let go. Let go. Let go!

"Okay."

"Let's agree never to speak of that again." Yoongi fumed as Jimin was doubled over in laughter. Shortly after he had grabbed Jimin's hand, a little girl came up to them, claiming she could skate better than Yoongi. Yoongi took this as a challenge, and tried to skate without Jimin's help. This didn't last long, and Yoongi ended up going too fast and, being unable to stop himself, ran straight into another couple, screaming as they all fell into a pile. Jimin was still laughing, and Yoongi now had his arms crossed. "Okay, okay, I know a way to make up for it." Jimin took Yoongi into a bakery, where they got some peach cobbler and ice cream. Afterwards, Jimin was exhausted and Yoongi was kind of hurt, so they decided to return home.

Jimin unlocked the front door, and they both walked into the house. Jimin took off his cap and mask. "See? Wasn't that fun?" He said, bounding over to where Yoongi was, and smiled at him. "Yeah, it kind of was." Yoongi said, leaning back on the counter. Jimin blushed. "Well, I'm glad you liked it, hyung."

As Jimin was about to walk away, Yoongi grabbed his arm and pulled Jimin back towards him. Their faces were now extremely close, and Jimin's hands were on the counter, surrounding Yoongi. "I never got to thank you." Yoongi whispered, starting to blush. Should I do this? Will this ruin everything?

Jimin smirked.

"Then thank me." 

Yoongi grabbed Jimin's shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. He sighed as he placed his arms around Jimin's waist, and in response, Jimin cupped Yoongi's face with his hand. Their lips molded perfectly against each other, and Yoongi bit Jimin's lip, giving him entry to the rest of him. The tender kiss exploded with passion, and Jimin began to slide his hands down Yoongi's stomach, resting them on his hips. Yoongi began to kiss at Jimin's neck, causing Jimin to let out small moans. He couldn't take it. Yoongi was desperate at this point. He needed more.

"Care to move this?"

"Hell yeah."