Heaven on Earth (P.JM x M.YG) | ✔

December 6th [2017] / II / Coral

The boys stood next to each other, basking in the negligible amount of sunlight hitting their skin.

"Where are we going?" Jimin questioned tenderly, turning his attention to the caramel-eyed to which the other responded by sheepishly shrugging his shoulders.

"Truth be told, I haven't thought that far ahead. I just wanted to be with you." Yoongi reciprocated, murmuring the second part of his statement. A marginally apprehensive silence enveloped them as Park took a moment to evaluate what the other boy had said, though the discomfort had passed just as quickly as it came.

"Would it be a shock if I told you that I just wanted to be with you, too?"

The mint-haired just grinned at the younger's words, timidly squeezing his hand. Jimin subconsciously bit down on his lip in an attempt to keep the overwhelming giddiness he felt from showing on his face.

Needless to say, his efforts were rendered useless the second he spotted a cherry-red blush dusting the taller boy's cheeks. Despite the tint being immensely subtle, it still enhanced the bubblegum-haired's already colossal infatuation with Yoongi.

"I'm taking control." Jimin sighed, buoyantly tugging on the other boy's palm.

"I think the heck not, I'm a top." The taller japed, following close behind Park.

"Excuse you, I could totally top if I wanted to."

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that." The taller rolled his eyes, earning a joking pout from Jimin.

The raspberry-haired knew exactly where to take Yoongi; he bee-lined for a peculiarly clean-cut warehouse. It was in better shape than the rest of the buildings lining the asphalt street, a pleasant scent wafting through the oxygen surrounding it.

A pleasant aroma of ambrosial pastries that the mint-haired recognized from somewhere.

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Yoongi gawked at every bewitching detail of the charming room he found himself standing in, noticeable fascination embedded into his expression.

Though the condition of the warehouse appeared slightly depleted from the outside,  the second you stepped in, your perception of it altered completely. The walls were painted a beautiful shade of coral, various pastel decorations lining birchwood shelves.

A plethora of ethereal cupcakes were placed on the many displays within the store, the sweet scent of vanilla beans and strawberries filling the room. The taller boy bore his caramel-eyes into the intricate patterns carved into the wooden tables, his mouth ajar.

Jimin looked at the older's awestruck visage, chuckling under his breath as the boy took every elaborate detail of the room in. The shorter had to tiptoe to get his mouth level with Yoongi's ear before he spoke.

"How about we get a table instead of just standing around." The pink-haired whispered, his tone dulcet. The only response he got was a curt nod from the blushing boy.

The two sat down by a circular table, pink, crocheted napkins situated in the center of the wooden slab. As soon as Min finished admiring the bakery, he turned his enamored gaze to the possessor of greater pulchritude: the pale-skinned boy established across from him.

"Could you be any more subtle?" Jimin remarked sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He put his head into his hands, creating a barrier between the taller's gaze and his cherubic features.

Yoongi timidly trailed fingers down the boy's arm, convincing him to look back up. "Your face is far too beautiful to remain concealed."

Park felt a smile tugging at the edges of his lips; he couldn't help but giggle at the other boy's unnecessarily poetic averment. "I had no clue I was on a date with a Walmart Edgar Allan Poe."