-back to non pov/third person-
yoongi locks his door with one hand, combing locks of his hair through his fingers with the other. as he presses the lift button, he cups his hand over his mouth, checking his breath.
"urghf." he mutters, popping a mint into his mouth and entering the lift. he checks his appearance in the mirror of the lift, picking the lint off his thick coat.
he checks his phone.
"11:57am"
- 5 unread messages from jiminie -
grinning, he unlocks his phone and reads the message.
jimin:
hey, pabo
11:56am
jimin:
ill wait for you at the bench behind the field im rly rly hungry
11:56am
jimin:
hurry
11:56am
jimin:
the food's
11:56am
jimin:
the food's getting cold
11:56am
jimin:
im cold
11:57am
and with that, yoongi stuffs his phone into his coat pocket, breaking out into a run.
jimin was right. the cold licked at his face, creeping under his clothes, and spread across his skin like the lacy tide on a frigid winter beach. with rosy lips tinted an indigo hue and gently chattering teeth, he wrapped his coat around himself tighter.
yoongi spots jimin. his eyes are glued to his phone and evidently, jimin wasnt very aware of his surroundings.
"JIMIN tHINK FAST!!" yoongi yells, tossing two heat packs at him. jimin nonchalantly lets one of heat packs fall to the floor, swatting the other away from his face unperturbedly.
yoongi jogs over, dried leaves and frozen bits crackling underfoot. he sits down on the bench quietly, watching jimin's face light up with happiness as he unboxes the lunchboxes, the smell of home-cooked food wafting out through the cold, crisp air.
jimin places a lunchbox on yoongi's lap, handing paper napkins to him as well.
"thanks, jimin."
he nodded and beamed in response, rubbing his eyes with the cuffs of his woollen sweater.
"hey stop that. the lint may get into your eyes." yoongi demanded, smirking slyly as jimin's fingers were brought off his face and onto his fork and spoon.
after they were both done eating, yoongi whips out his book, finds page 143, and continues to read. jimin, on the other hand, plays "wheel of fortune" on his phone.
and just like that, they sat in silence, waiting for the carnival to open.
