"I need you to kindly please get back in the car."

"I'm already out..."

"As a gentleman I should open the door for you. Let me live my fantasy." Yoongi smirked.

Jimin playfully rolled his eyes and got in the car. He clapped his hands satisfied as he reached over to open it for him.

"My love," he said extending his hand out.

Jimin giggled taking it. He was pulled in for a hug and long kiss. "You look lovely this evening have I told you that?"

"Yes. You've told me about thirty three times." Jimin chuckled.

"Ahhh. You're handsome and have a good memory? I won the lottery with you."

"Oh please. You're making me shy." He responded looking down at the ground.

"No uh. No looking down. I'm telling you the truth." He said lifting his chin up.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure. Should we go in?"

Jimin nodded attempting to hold back a smile. This was all so crazy for him. He had never been on a date before. Well, with Jihyo he had, but that was different.

This tonight was very real and it made Jimin happy. It wasn't until he looked at his surroundings that he panicked. Unconsciously he let go of Yoongi's hand.

"What's the matter?"

"We're in public." He whispered with a red face.

The thought of someone he knew seeing him out with another boy scared him to death. It was sad he was so ashamed of it because of society.

"It's okay. We're in another town and there's no one here. I literally compelled the manager to close down for us. The perks of being a vampire. Don't worry if you're afraid we don't have to hold hands."

Jimin nodded with tears brimming his eyes. He didn't mean to make Yoongi feel bad. He hated that he was that way. It was just difficult to be judged.

When they walked in they were greeted by a man. "Welcome in Mr. Min, your table is ready for you!" He announced overly happy. 

"Why thank you." He chuckled wiggling his eyebrows at Jimin.

He forced a smile and followed behind. When they approached the table Jimin was love struck. It was decorated beautifully.

The tablecloth was a soft yellow. There were a few daffodils laying on the table itself. A gorgeous chandelier was hanging above them and two wine glasses ready. There was also a plate with cheese and biscuits in the center as an appetizer.

"Oh this beautiful." He sighed amazed.

"You think so?" Yoongi asked proudly. He had spent most of the afternoon decorating this himself. In fact, he was very happy because he had bought flowers and finally he would be able to give them to him.

"Yes. Thank you!"

"I'm very happy you liked it. Here let me get the chair for you."

After they took a seat the manager came over and left a wine bottle for them. "You can tell the chef to start making the food." He instructed.

"I didn't want too many people to be here so he will be our waiter. I also compelled the chef to stay. I ordered us duck breast with some other fancy shit. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. Thank you. This is so thoughtful. I don't even know what to say."

"Oh hush. You don't need to thank me. You deserve this and so much more."

Jimin beamed picking up a daffodil in his hand. "My favorite flower." He gushed taking a sniff. It had a very sweet unique scent which he adored.

"All of the ones I had by my window were for you. I just never had the courage to give them to you."

"Really?"

"Yes. Nayeon's favorite was also Daffodils. I hope you don't mind me bringing her up. I don't want you to feel like you're being compared at all."

"No it's okay. Don't worry. I'm not going to get jealous over her." He reassured.

"Good." He replied taking a sip of the wine.

Jimin also picked up the glass and took a chug himself. He needed to loosen up a little bit to not be so weird.

"What did you tell your parents so they'll let you out?"

"Well, it was all very short notice. We hadn't really planned this. I just told them I was going out with..."

"Gotcha. Understood. Wanna know something?"

"Yes."

"I also had to lie to be here." He chuckled.

"I didn't know you had to ask for permission." Jimin teased.

"Jungkook, my friend, he's very like anti love or whatever. That's what he says, but he's been seeing this guy. He likes to keep this tough persona which is not him at all. I don't want him to flip out."

"Understood. What about your other friend?"

"Namjoon? Ahh. He's very different. He's the second oldest among us and he seems like the oldest. Very sophisticated and educated. He's so perfect like literal perfection. We connect more on a deeper level. Although, Jungkook and I hang out more."

"That's lovely. I'm glad you have friends. I—I don't really have any. I talk to Jihyo, but not like that. Taeyong and Johnny are definitely not that close to me." He mumbled a bit sad.

The manager arrived with two salads. He set them down and then excused himself. Jimin picked up the fork and started mixing the greens up.

"What about old friends from where you use to live?"

Jimin looked up to look into his eyes. "I do have some friends...or did. I don't know. Hoseok was my closest one and ever since I moved away I haven't spoken to any of them. I don't know if they found out about Hoseok and I. Or how they feel."

"Oh, I see. You're afraid they'll see you different."

"Yes." He admitted.

"You know, the first time I saw you I was immediately drawn to you."

"Yeah. My blood." He laughed bringing the salad to his mouth.

"It wasn't really that. I saw you being very uncomfortable around your 'friends'. I remember wondering why the hell were you trying to fit in with such people. Now I understand. You're insecure about what society thinks and I hate that. You shouldn't feel afraid to admit who you are."

"That's what I always torment myself about. If I could speak up for myself I..."

"It's okay. It took me decades to do that. I wasn't always this confident. Let's not talk about it yeah? I want you to have a happy date." He smiled reaching over to give his hand a light squeeze.

Jimin nibbled the bottom of his lip and returned the smile. They kept eating the salad until Yoongi spoke up again. He also didn't want him to be bored.

"So, tell me how's school?"

"Good actually. I passed my final exam for psychology. It's not really in the career field I want, but I had the option to take it and I did. I like it a lot."

"Wow! That's great. Why hadn't you said something about it?"

"I didn't think it was that important. Next semester is when the real deal starts."

"We have to go on a trip."

"A trip for what?" Jimin questioned.

"To celebrate you passed."

"I still need to take my other exams." He said with a smile.

"You'll pass them for sure. Make up an excuse to go missing for a weekend. After you finish them."

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious. No pun intended." He winked.

Jimin giggled curling his toes. Damn. Every little thing Yoongi did was absolutely eye catching. After he finished swallowing the salad he spoke up again.

"You're still planning to apply for law school?"

"I don't want to. If I don't do it my parents will be disappointed. At this point I don't even know what to do with my life. I feel like everyone already know. They have a life plan and I have nothing. My mind is blank." He admitted.

"Ah Jimin, you're so hard on yourself love. You don't need your life planned out yet. You're so young. You have time to decide."

"I thought I did. Then I met you and you're immortal. My time is ticking. I'm wasting time."

Yoongi chuckled wiping some ranch off his lip. "Silly. You're in your twenties. You're not wasting time. If you think about it that way you'll be miserable."

"Your duck breast!" The man said loudly.

He put the plates down and Jimin's mouth instantly watered. It smelled and looked delicious. "Can I get you anything else?" He added.

"No we are good. Thank you." As soon as he walked away Yoongi turned his attention to Jimin. "Yum. Have you ever had it?"

"No. I don't really eat fancy food." He responded with a blush.

"Me either. Actually, let me correct that I do. Jungkook is very special. I'm talking about we've eaten snail soup before."

Jimin wrinkled his nose a bit disgusted. "I'm a texture person. I'm very icky about slimy stuff."

Yoongi smirked, "You better get used to it then."

Jimin grinned covering his mouth. To hear comments like that was quite thrilling. Not only was he madly in love with Yoongi. He was also madly attracted to every atom of his body.

Gosh, the way he carried himself, his voice, those veiny hands and that pale skin...it was all so sexually alluring.

"Okay sorry. That was inappropriate." He divulged fighting back another smirk.

"It's totally fine. Uhh...so have you ever thought about going to college?" He questioned trying to change the topic before his face kept getting redder.

Yoongi nodded cutting the food with a knife. "I have. I tried to once in nineteen ninety three. I didn't even make it past the first week. School is just not for me. I've simply been traveling the world with my friends."

"I've always wanted to do that. What places have you been to? This food is so amazing! I can't believe I've never had it."

"Yeah it's pretty fucking great. Definitely better than the snail soup. I've been literally anywhere you can think of. I know a shit ton of languages and cultures."

Jimin nodded astonished. "Wow! So smart!" Then his smile faded, "Wait, does that mean you'll have to leave?"

"Eventually yes." He replied looking down at his food. He could hear the sudden pain in his voice and could only envisioned his facial expression.

"How long can you stay in a town?"

"Mmm...depends. We can last up to ten years if lucky. People start to notice we don't age and then get suspicious. Don't worry we have years until then. Why worry about the future when we're living in the present?"

"You're right. I'm just an over thinker."

Yoongi kissed his forehead reassuring him. "It'll be okay love."

Jimin smiled in response. He always knew what to say and what to do to make it all better. He missed being cared for and loved. Now he had it all.

•••

"Everything was wonderful. Thank you for the date!" Jimin exclaimed while holding the daffodils.

"No worries. I'm very glad you liked it. This was my first date in a long time."

Yoongi walked ahead to open up the car door. Before getting in Jimin planted a kiss on his lips. This took him off guard.

"I'm so sorry." He murmured with his arms wrapped around him tight like a tourniquet.

"What are you apologizing for?"

"For earlier. I—I don't want you to feel like I'm ashamed of you."

Yoongi rested his head on top of his, "You don't need to apologize for a thing babe." He cooed as he ran his fingers up and down his back.

They closed the space between each other yet again. When words failed kissed certainly didn't. He explored every inch of Jimin's mouth savoring his taste. It was something he wanted to do forever. There's no way in hell he would ever get tired of it. Yoongi intertwined their hands together.

"Park Jimin I will be yours forever and that is a promise."