Park, Interrupted

four

It was exactly ten minutes later when the soft purr of a motorcycle engine came down the road. The engine killed as it approached Jimin's window.

                                                            yoongi! has sent you a Snap!

The picture illustrated the view of Jimin's bedroom window, and a caption that read, "yo this u?"

jimochi: Yeah. I'll be out in a sec.

yoongi!: hell no. open your window.

jimochi: Min Yoongi, are you crazy? I am not climbing out of my two story window.

yoongi!: some would even go as far as to claim insanity.

now seriously. think this through. i'm going to assume your parents are awake?

jimochi: Yeah.

yoongi!: it's not as easy as you think sneaking out from the front door. believe me. besides, it's not even that high. i'll spot you.

Jimin pondered on this. Yoongi, unfortunately, was right, and he knew it. This was the fastest and most efficient way out for another point. He sighed.

He's jumping out of a window.

His two story bedroom window.

To meet a boy on a motorcycle.

Where is his life going?

He opened the window and peered down. Yoongi was standing below him in all his punk rock glory. 

After hearing the window slide open, he grinned up at Jimin.

"Come on, Dolly," he whisper-screamed. "I got you."

"I'm scared," Jimin replied, voice slightly hoarse from crying.

"I know. I promise I won't let anything happen to you. Come on, Dolly."

Yoongi's reassuring smile made his heart skip a beat. With a swallow, Jimin threw both legs out of the window and sat on the edge for a few moments. Another breath. He quickly said a silent prayer and jumped. As soon as his feet hit the grass, Yoongi's arm wrapped around his waist to stable him. He was grinning a bright gummy grin.

"You did great," he said. "See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Adrenaline warmed his veins. His skin burned where Yoongi's arm still rested. He stared for a moment before breaking into a small smile.

"Yeah," he breathed.

"Let's get going then."

Yoongi finally let go of Jimin and began walking to his bike. As Jimin followed, he couldn't help but feel a little cold in the place Yoongi's arm was. The burning dialed down, but it still tingled.

Yoongi threw his leg over the bike in a way only someone with skill would know how to do. "You ever rode on a motorcycle before?"

Jimin considered lying, he really did, but his body responded for him by shaking its head. "No."

"Wow. Well, Dolly, you're losing your virginity tonight."

"Wh-what?!" Jimin looked horrified. "Yoongi, I don't think-"

Yoongi started cackling. "I mean you're going to be riding your first bike tonight," he got out after he calmed down enough. He beckoned Jimin closer. "She doesn't bite. Hop on."