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Gentle footsteps trudge along the fresh snow, sounds of soft crunches as they take each step. Yoongi is sure he can still feel a bit of snow falling down as it sprinkles along the smooth surface of his skin- or the parts of his face that aren’t covered at least.
Just an hour prior to this, Yoongi had no plans to do anything but sleep until he had gotten a text from Jeongguk ten minutes later saying, bundle up in warm clothes, i’ll pick you up in about an hour <3
And although he had been exhausted, how could he refuse Jeongguk’s endearing request?
So, here they are now- in the blistering cold with Yoongi’s blue scarf wrapped around his eyes. Jeongguk holds it in place as he guides the elder to the mystery location. When Jeongguk had parked the car, he made Yoongi blindfold himself, and it had to be at least ten minutes of walking so far.
“Gguk, where are we?”
"You tell me," there's a smirk to his words, and Yoongi wants to slap him, or kiss him, maybe both.
Both sound good.
“Ha. Ha.” Yoongi deadpans, but there’s a sudden halt in motion as Jeongguk holds onto his waist from behind, and Yoongi feels a smooth surface pressed against his front. The feeling makes his heart flutter, and he almost wants to lean back into his touch more, but he doesn’t.
“We’re here. Take the blindfold off?” He asks gently, right into his ear.
In any other circumstance of Jeongguk instructing to take his blindfold off, Yoongi would most likely be melting in a puddle. But he’s too occupied wondering exactly where Jeongguk had brought him. Reaching up to find the knot, he feels those gentle fingers helping him untie the scarf and allows his other hand to move so that they could cover Yoongi’s eyes from the sudden harshness of the bright light.
Yoongi isn’t quite sure what to expect when he had no idea of his surroundings while Jeongguk guided him. When Jeongguk pulled his hand away from Yoongi’s eyes after they had adjusted to the light, he could still feel his fingers moving to place the scarf comfortably around his neck once more.
Although he could feel the gentle gestures from the younger, Yoongi was frozen. His eyes bore into what lays out in front of him, slightly widening in surprise. He can hear Jeongguk’s laughter from behind, so gentle and sweet.
The first thing he sees are warm glowing lights, twinkling among the naked trees which are placed around the buildings. His wandering eyes lay across the main exposure of his surprise, in which he gasps softly, and he’s sure that he lays his back more against Jeongguk’s chest.
“I remember you telling me you wanted to try ice skating.” He murmurs into his ear quietly, and Yoongi can’t help but to feel the burning red across the apples of his cheeks.
Yoongi realizes now that they’re pressed against the barrier in what lies across them is a huge ice skating rink. It’s filled with people, but it was decently quiet and more intimate than insanely public. He can hear faint music that resembles holiday tunes, and spots the little carts of vendors at the entrance where they sell hot chocolate and treats, as well where they hand out ice skates.
Yoongi remembers telling Jeongguk months ago how he wanted to try ice skating, but it was such a passive conversation that even he had forgotten about it. Jeongguk continues to amaze Yoongi every single day, and he smiles at the thought of the younger setting this all up merely just because the older wanted to try it.
He turns around, leaning against the barrier once more when he spots Jeongguk’s huge smile, the one that resembles quite like a bunny, and he smiles back at him. For Yoongi, a simmer of embarrassment flows within him for feeling all the butterflies in this moment. It’s always like this with Jeongguk.
“Well come on then, we don’t have all night.” Yoongi passively remarks, the deep tint of his cheeks starting to burn as he walks away. He’s sure that he hears Jeongguk laughing softly behind him.
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“Come on hyung, just follow my lead.”
“Gguk, I’m
trying.
It isn’t that easy-”
After getting their skates, they set course to the rink but there’s one problem; Yoongi has never done this before, and it’s honestly embarrassing that he’s allowing Jeongguk to see how bad he really is at this. They’ve barely moved as much as three feet on the ice, and Yoongi has fallen twice already.
Humiliation is what he feels most.
“Yoongi,” a gentle voice arises which makes Yoongi’s heart bloom with a feeling that feels so warm and good. When he finally takes a chance to look up from the two pairs of skates, his eyes focus on those beautiful ones right in front of him, unable to look back. “Do you want to stop? We don’t have to do this, you know.”
“No, no,” Yoongi pesters, instantly feeling guilt from his whining. Jeongguk had taken time out of his evening to do something with Yoongi in which he wanted to try. The thought of Jeongguk coming up with all of this makes Yoongi feel so eternally grateful for him. He doesn’t let his insecurities interfere with that. “I’m having fun, really.”
Jeongguk still doesn’t look so sure.
Yoongi takes the moment to allow their fingers to intertwine since Jeongguk had taken off his mittens before arriving at the rink in order to help Yoongi glide around somewhat. He tugs so that Jeongguk glides a little more closer to them, chests almost touching as he looks up at the younger with a small, but very gentle gaze.
“I am, I promise. Thank you for bringing me, bun.” He says so surely, trying to let his anxieties not overcome him. He wants to make sure that Jeongguk has fun too. “So I push my weight onto the opposing foot, right?”
Jeongguk just smiles, and Yoongi isn’t sure if it’s from the closeness or how endearing this moment is, but he smiles back.
“That’s right. Hold on to me, okay? It can be tricky at first.” Yoongi moves his hands to Jeongguk’s forearms and tries to focus on shifting the weight and focuses on his skates, letting go of every insecurity and leaving it behind. He wants to be able to do this, to have this special moment with Jeongguk.
“Hyung!” He hears Jeongguk gleam, a chuckle escaping past his lips. “You’re doing it! Come on, a little bit more.”
Excitement and exhilaration flows through Yoongi’s core as he tries his best, and although it’s super wobbly, he quickly learns the pace of it and lets Jeongguk guide the both of them. He’s so patient with Yoongi, it makes his entire heart melt even if it’s in the blistering cold.
“Like this?” He asks, pushing the weight onto his left foot for a brief moment while he glides with his right. Jeongguk giggles, mumbling a small “Uh huh.”
After a few more minutes of holding a death grip onto the younger, Jeongguk moves cautiously backwards, and somewhat begins to pull away from Yoongi. Not too far though.
“Skate to me?” He asks softly, still holding his arms out so that Yoongi can reach him if needed to. He stumbles a little, but nods anyway. He can do this. Just breathe.
It takes longer than most people, and he stumbles the entire way, but Yoongi takes a deep breath and slowly pushes himself forward- allowing him to awkwardly glide to Jeongguk. It’s messy, and clumsy, but he does it. He can’t seem to stop laughing as Jeongguk watches him, and he skates to him. It suddenly becomes too much for Yoongi’s legs though, and he stumbles forward, almost falling to the ice below.
But Jeongguk catches him almost instantly, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Somehow Yoongi’s arms find purchase on his chest.
Time stills when Yoongi looks up at him, finding those beautiful bold eyes of his.
“Got you.” Jeongguk says with that sweet smile, but it’s quiet. Still. Quaint.
Yoongi isn’t sure what happens in that moment, but he’s suddenly in full desire of Jeon Jeongguk, and makes sure of it when he wraps his hands around his neck and pulls him down into a kiss.
That’s when Yoongi realizes it.
How much he
feels
for Jeongguk.
“I like you. I like you so much, it’s actually kinda insane, but it’s true. I like you, Jeongguk.” He whispers out against Jeongguk’s lips who still hasn’t said anything but he holds onto him tightly, still smiling.
It’s only then when Jeongguk pulls him back into a kiss that makes Yoongi melt in his arms. He pulls back, he allows his lips to brush along the elders when he says it.
“And I think I love you.”
Yoongi thinks he’s already falling in love.