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You know how in the previous chapter I was like I was gonna put the last chapters sentence so you won't forget it? Never mind because it's kinda weird to write it.
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Later, they arrived at the boardwalk at 10:00am. It was already filled with tourists, all trying to go on all the rides before the boardwalk closes.
"Where do you want to go first?" Yoongi asked, walking back to the group with a bunch of tickets held tightly in his hands. He passed out even numbers of tickets to each of his friends.
"If you guys want more, we can buy more tickets, but for now let's just use this amount." Yoongi explained, and everyone nodded and taking their share of tickets.
"Yoongi! Let's go to that one!" Jimin shrieked suddenly, tugging on Yoongi's arm and pointing to a ride that towered over all the others. It was like a wheel, but with only two spikes with four seats on them, both opposite of the other. The top seats dangled precariously in the wind.
"Uhhhh," Yoongi said hesitantly, kind of shitting in his pants right now because the top of the ride looked like 30 metres off the ground. "It's a long li-,"
But Jimin already dashed off with their bundle of tickets in his small hands. Yoongi sighed and followed him, keeping his eyes trained on Jimin who got in the long line, excitedly craning his head up to look at the ride spin. It was fast, spinning around and rotating the people from top to bottom, while they screamed and waved down at people below.
"I think that's a bit much," Yoongi said faintly, squinting as far as his eyes could see. Jimin just laughed lightly and hit his arm. "Nonsense, it's not tall at all!" Yoongi groaned and glared at him, exhaling shakily. "Easy for you to say, you could probably fly up there." Jimin's eyes crinkled as he laughed and moved up in the line.
When it was their turn, the ride operator strapped them in, a bored look on their face while they chewed gum with loud smacking noises. "Don't do anything stupid," she said in a monotone voice, and then she's turning on the ride, the engines humming as they are swung to the top.
"Jesus fucking Christ," Yoongi swears, and Jimin could see Yoongi clutching the safety bar tightly until his fingers turned white. They were rising steadily, until they were at the very top, and Jimin let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"It's so strange being so high without wings." Jimin commented, and Yoongi only whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whispered under his breath, and peeking, he almost lost his shit when he sees the ground far below him. Lying limply as far as he could go, he breathed through his nose and tried to calm himself down.
"Are you okay?" Jimin asked from beside him, and Yoongi turned to look at him. "No I'm not, this is too fucking high."
Just then the ride started to move, the place the were sitting shifting foreword until they were rotating down at a fast speed, Yoongi screaming in Jimin's ears.
When the ride finally came to a stop, Yoongi was breathing hard and feeling a little dazed. Jimin was grinning widely beside him, and Jimin turns to Yoongi excitedly.
"That was so much fun!" Jimin exclaimed, and Yoongi found himself wondering how Jimin still had energy. "Let's do it again!"
Lifting one boneless arm, Yoongi waves it weakly. "Fuck, no I'm getting off and never going on it again." At his words Jimin pouts at him. "C'mon, it wasn't that bad." His mouth curves up into a mischievous smile. "I'll even hold your hand."
And fuck Yoongi, because if there ever were someone weak to Jimin's charms, it would be him.
