"Fuck, I forgot how far it is to walk up a hill." Yoongi groaned.

"It's not too bad. We're almost to the top. See." Jimin pointed.

Yoongi waved his hand at him, "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

"You're in good shape so I don't understand why you're panting so much." Jimin teased.

"Well, when my adrenaline kicks in I don't get tired. My adrenaline is not exactly high right now. Fuck! I can't feel my legs."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to go so hard on you last night." Jimin smirked.

Yoongi had to stop walking because he nearly tripped. Jimin apologetically smiled, "Sorry. I just had to."

"Gosh. Now I'm going to struggle even more to breathe." A flustered Yoongi responded.

"It's my birthday. You can't get mad at me!"

"Fine, fine. I suppose you're right."

"At least let me help you with that book bag you're carrying. If not, I don't mind holding the basket. You're seriously struggling." Jimin offered.

"No, no, I got it. It's your birthday, remember? I fought hard to get our schedules to match up so we could be free today. We're almost to the top."

Jimin nodded, slowing down to his speed. It was very hard to not walk ahead of him. He noticed that Yoongi had sweat droplets on his forehead and his cheeks were a bright red despite the weather being cool.

It was cold enough to make you shiver, but since they both had jackets on and were moving it didn't affect them much. The sky was still up and bright adding to the pretty tint on his cheeks.

"Yoongi, I really don't mind helping."

"No, I—I got it. Just one more step...ahh! We're at the top of the mountain. We're—we're here! Yes! Glory!" He screamed, putting the basket and book bag down and laying on the semi dead grass.

Jimin laid next to him as he caught his breath. Yoongi wiped the sweat off his forehead and finally calmed down his labored breathing.

Once he noticed that Jimin was staring at him he grew self conscious. "What? Do I have dirt on my face?" He wondered while wiping his face excessively.

Jimin put his hand on top of his to stop his harsh wiping. "No. I'm just really in love with you, that's all."

Yoongi turned a deeper shade of red, "When you say stuff like that I don't know what to say." He bashfully admitted.

"You don't have to say anything. Just be here with me, okay?" He whispered, leaning his face against his burning cheek.

They laid there for a while, until they started feeling their fingers go numb from the cold wind. Finally, Jimin sat up and stretched his arms in the air. He looked at the beautiful sight in front of him.

Yoongi was already up and he had his hand stretched out towards him. Jimin gracefully took and and followed him to the only big tree in the hill.

"You should see it in the summer. The tree is gorgeous and everything around has bloomed."

"It looks gorgeous either way. The view is incredible." He admired.

Yoongi smiled, satisfied that Jimin seemed to enjoy this place as much as he did. He took the opportunity to take out a small blanket and lay it on the ground. Next, he took out the sandwiches and bottles of water.

"Lunch is ready!" He announced.

Jimin turned back to him and grinned with a slight blush. This was their first authentic date. It had been so long he didn't know what to even do.

He sat in front of Yoongi and looked at the display. There was a flower in a small glass vase in the middle. It ended up tipping over from the uneven ground.

"Shit. I knew it wouldn't stay up." Yoongi annoyedly murmured, attempting to balance it. In the end, he took the flower out of the vase and put it on the ground.

"Fuck it. Whatever. It's the thought that counts, right? The flower is fake by the way."

"It's a nice thought. And you made me sandwiches? I don't deserve this gratitude."

"Oh stop it. It's just ham and cheese. I didn't add the lettuce or tomato but I do have it separate if you want to add it. I also made this broccoli salad on the side. I don't know if you like broccoli though."

"I love broccoli. It looks really good."

Yoongi quietly sighed relaxing a little. He had been a little paranoid about the food choices, but now that Jimin had seen it and liked the view he felt okay with the situation.

They talked and ate casually about drama at work. Yoongi suddenly stopped talking when Jimin brought the salad spoonful to his mouth.

He held his breath briefly. It had been years since he had made it. He wasn't used to cooking or making anything at all. Most of the time he was at the hospital eating their food.

"It's very good." Jimin approved with a big smile.

"I'm glad. I don't really cook anymore." He admitted.

"I can cook, but the most basic things. Nothing fancy." Jimin chuckled.

"I guess that makes us a good match huh?" Yoongi asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I think it makes us a perfect match."

When they were done eating, they started cleaning up. Jimin laid back on the blanket and patted the empty space beside him.

Yoongi quickly laid back and looked up at the tree. It was almost leafless and the ones that were still on were an orange color.

The air seemed to be cooler now, but it was probably because they weren't up and moving. It was truly peaceful to be there with Jimin by his side.

It was a peacefulness that he couldn't explain in words. His mind was calm and his body felt light like a feather. If he could stay here forever he would.

"What is this place? How did you find it?" Jimin wondered.

"I used to come here with my grandpa. It's where I made most of my beautiful childhood memories. This place just makes me feel safe. I haven't been here since before my husband died. He was the last person I came with. It was hard to think about coming here. My grandpa was my favorite person in the world and he passed away. Then my husband was next and now he's gone. I never thought I'd be ready to come back. I figured that it would only bring me pain and make me cry, but being here with you just brings me so much happiness. Too much happiness. You're my favorite person now and I want to be here with you."

Jimin put his hand on top of his and gave it a light squeeze. "I'm glad to be here with you and you also bring me so much happiness. Do you want to know something? You're my favorite person too."

Yoongi quickly pecked his cheek and stood up. Jimin looked at him confused until he pulled out a brown wrinkled paper bag.

"I almost forgot about your birthday gift!" He cheesed handing it to him.

"Ahh! You really shouldn't have."

"Come on, open it up! Oop. Wait, open this one first." Yoongi instructed handing him a small plastic bag.

Jimin took it and as soon as his eyes landed on the button he squealed excitedly. "No! You didn't! You actually found it?"

"Yes. It was a lot of hard work, believe me. I was freaking out, but after many hours on eBay I found it. It's not exactly the same, but it's very similar."

"I love it! This is the best thing ever! It's going to fit perfectly on my ugly shirt!"

"Oh, so you do know it's ugly? Good thing. I didn't want to offend your choices."

"Don't worry. It's hideous. I'm aware, but I just love it so much."

"That's all that matters."

"Can I open this now?"

Yoongi nodded and Jimin eagerly opened the bag pulling out the bright yellow sweater. He gasped admiring the beauty of the fabric.

It was soft, a little fuzzy and the most perfect shade of yellow. He put it against his cheek and brushed his face slowly.

"I have to try it on!"

"Wait, it's cold outside you'll get sick—"

Jimin completely ignored his comment and unzipped his jacket. His long sleeve shirt was the next to come off.

Yoongi was too stunned to continue speaking. It was still mind blowing to see Jimin's bare body face to face. His chest was so broad and his abs well defined. It was exquisite to the eye.

Jimin's skin had goosebumps from the cold breeze making his nipples hard. Yoongi had to swallow the load of filthy words that wanted to escape his lips. Luckily, the sweater started covering his pretty chest.

Yoongi's eyes widened and became bright at the sight in front of him. There was no doubt that he could see everything perfectly clear now.

Jimin in the yellow bright sweater smiling and laughing. This was love. This is what Hoseok meant. He wasn't broken, no, he was finally fixed.

"It fits perfectly and feels so comfortable too! I love it, I love it, I love it!" Jimin screamed while laughing.

Jimin quickly wrapped his arms around his neck and made Yoongi stumble back. He caught himself before falling and returned the sloppy kiss.

They both smiled and laughed through the kiss and it was so fulfilling. To feel happy again and to be in his favorite place in the entire world with his person. This is what he wanted for as long as he lived.

"Jimin, I want to laugh with you for the rest of my life."