Jimin sucked in a breath, scared for what he just said, and what is about to happen. He watches Yoongi attentively, waiting for him to say something or do something, but instead he just sits there thinking.

Jimin gave Yoongi's hand a squeeze, and that seems to bring him back to reality, because he takes the metal thing out of the car, turning it off.

He unwillingly let go over the other's hand, getting out and going to the other side where Jimin sits. Yoongi opens the door, reconnecting their hands as the dancer got out of the car.

He looked around, absolutely amazed at exactly how many people are around (more than Jimin can count, and more than he has ever seen before). Yoongi let's him watch everything around them, enjoying his look of amazement.

"Yoongi." His voice rung out, and the sweetness of it had easily separated it from the noises of the pedestrians.

"Yes Jimin?" Yoongi was now curious, giving all of his attention to the dancer in front of him.

"Can we go inside now?" Jimin squeezes his hand before taking it in both hands and playing with it.

"Ah yeah, sure. Follow me." Yoongi's words failed him, but he still led Jimin to the entrance of the ice cream parlor, taking in all the scents of the ice cream and toppings as they enter the tiny shop.

"Hmm. Jimin, what flavors do you like? Do you like strawberry?" Yoongi said, eyeing the board with all the flavors.

"What's strawberry?" Yoongi's eyes practically darted to the younger's face, completely baffled by how he doesn't know what a strawberry is.

"You don't know what a strawberry is?" He was met with a shake of the head, signaling a 'no'. "Would you wanna try it? I think you would like strawberry."

With a nod from the younger, Yoongi goes ahead and orders a strawberry ice cream cone (with extra strawberries) and a vanilla cone dipped in sprinkles (it was always Yoongi's favorite since he was a small kid). They move out of line so the person behind them can order, and wait for their two cones.

With a cone in their hands, they keep their fingers intertwined, earning glares at people sitting in the shop, but they still take a table in the far back of the parlor.

Yoongi takes a lick of his ice cream, and Jimin does it too, copying exactly what Yoongi did because he had no idea how to eat ice cream.

His face immediately lit up, and then scrunched up like a baby eating a lemon.

"What's wrong Jimin?"

"It's cold hyung, too cold."

Yoongi started laughing. "It's called 'ice' cream for a reason, because it is as cold as ice. Your mouth should get used to it soon though."

"Okay. This is good, like really good. I like strawberry." Jimin's eyes moved to Yoongi's ice cream.

"You wanna try mine?" And he reaches his dripping ice cream cone over to Jimin, where he struggles at licking it but manages in a way.

This giggle escapes his lips in delight of the other's ice cream. That giggle warmed Yoongi, as if he was freezing and just stepped into a warm home.

Maybe that's because Jimin is his home.

"Hyung, I want to try everything here." His face scrunched up at the large amount of options at the front of the shop.

"But Jimin, eating all of that would make you sick. We can come back another time, okay?"

"Is that a promise?"

"I promise."

Jimin warmed up. He liked the promise to see him again, he was already worried that after he fulfilled this promise, that he would leave Jimin.

The dancer didn't want that.

So they continued eating icecream, Jimin taking a little longer because of his sensitive teeth, and the older enjoying the mere presence of the younger.

Jimin takes another lick, and with that one comes a bit of ice cream on his nose.

Cute.

"Here, you got something on your nose." Yoongi reaches his hand across the table, wiping off the icecream and sticking it inn his mouth.

"Did you just eat that?"

"Mhm, strawberry is good."

"Agh, you're so weird Hyung." He scrunches his nose once again, and Yoongi's heart flutters at such a small habit.

Jimin finishes off his ice cream, and they head outside and back into the car. He is much less nervous now, feeling me safe and secure now that nothing bad has happened so far.

They drive by town square and get caught up in the traffic. Although it irritates Yoongi, the younger is amazed by the fountains and shops and how many people are outside.

He even let's out a little "aww" when he spots a baby in a carriage.

"Hyung, I want one of those." He points to the baby through the window of the car, and Yoongi practically choked at the realization of what Jimin just said.

"Y-you want a baby?"

"Yeah, they are so cute and squishy." He sets an example by squishing his own cheeks.

"Ah. One day you will get a wife and you'll fall in love and have many of those babies. As many as you want." Yoongi's heart drops with the thought of Jimin with a woman because it certainly didn't feel right.

"A wife? A wife is a woman you fall in love with, right?" Yoongi glances at Jimin, who in return scrunches his face.

"Yeah. And a husband is the opposite. You would be the husband."

"Well what if I don't want a wife. What if I want a husband?" Yoongi's head snapped left and met Jimin's face.

He didn't realize how much he wanted to hear that.

"Then you can have a husband Jimin."

Just like that, the traffic seemed to clear and they continued on their way back to Jimin's meadow.