"Jimin, what are you-" 

"Shh!"

"I'm acrobatic but not this acrobatic!" she says, but he doesn't listen. 

So, he may or may not be a little crazy. He encouraged her to scale the Brooklyn Bridge. Yes, the Brooklyn Bridge. The one where it's extremely difficult to scale? They managed to get on the main cables, carefully crawling up them. Some people noticed them, so he's sure the cops were called, but he doesn't care. They'll make it out okay. What matters is they're here: together.

"Oh my God, oh my God. No, I can't do this," she says, him turning to look at her. 

"Hey, calm down, we're almost there." 

"Don't ever tell a woman to calm down, you idiot!" she yells, trembling. "I can handle rooftops and shit, but not this! We're on a damn cable for a bridge. I'm gonna fall!"

Jimin's scared of heights, sure, but he's also scared of death. His fear of death never stopped him from putting himself in deadly situations. So is he freaking out a little being this high up? Hell yeah, but the power of Y/n and boners is keeping him going.

"It's okay, let's get to the top. Don't look down, keep your eyes on my ass. It's a big target!" he calls, starting forward again. 

"Ugh, you owe me the biggest, fattest chocolate cake for this!" 

"I'll get you two!" he yells, the wind making their voices tough to hear.

The rest of their climb goes smoothly after that, Jimin reaching the flat end of the bridge and standing. Finally he's standing on two feet rather than crawling on all fours. She comes up behind him, him helping her up. 

"Shh, it's okay, you're okay," he whispers, bringing her into a hug. She shivers, holding him as tightly as humanly possible. "We have to hurry. The cops will be here soon." 

He backs away, entwining her hand with his and leading her to the edge. She gulps, choosing against looking down just like he said. 

"Wow. What a view," he whispers, amazed by the sight of the city and the water beneath him. However, he does feel an itch of fear looking down, so he glances over at her again. "I brought you up here for a reason." 

"I'd sure as hell hope so."

He chuckles, pecking her pouty lips. "I wanted to ask you something. In a good setting, of course." She raises a brow and motions for him to continue. Jimin sucks in a deep breath. "I know we've been seeing each other for a bit now. So, I think we should make it official?"

"What, you mean like lovers?" 

He eye smiles. "Yeah, exactly like that. Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" 

She gazes at him for a few moments, probably a little dazed from being so high up. Then, she returns his smile. "Yeah, I'd love to be your girlfriend." 

He breaks out laughing, kissing her deeply right on top of the bridge. He can faintly hear sirens even with the wind brushing against his ears. Well, to be fair, he's been trained to listen for sirens. Maybe that's part of the reason why. Regardless, he kisses her, loving how they're passionately kissing on the top of the Brooklyn Bridge. Damn, Jimin has smooth moves.

When the sirens get louder, Jimin finally decides to sigh and pull back. "Time to run," he whispers, pecking her lips again. She smiles, about to agree when he pecks her again... and again... and again. 

"We have to go." She snickers, playfully pushing him back. 

He gives her a wink. "Then lead the way, my lovely girlfriend."

~~~

"What's this?" she asks, pointing to the big metal 'love' sign. 

"Well... it says love." 

"I think I'm rubbing off on you too much," she replies with a sigh, going up to the sign and touching one of the countless locks hanging off it. "Jungkook and Taehyung? What the hell are these?"

He back-hugs her, kissing her cheek. "Love locks. It's like when a couple puts a lock somewhere to symbolize their relationship." She drops the golden lock, picking up another one. She furrows her brows. "Namjoon and Jin?" Another. "Chanyeol and Baekhyun? There's a lot of these."

Jimin takes out his own lock from his pocket. He told her he bought something, this is it. He went to a store and had it custom made and everything. Treating her like royalty is exactly what he wants to do, he hopes this is the first step in doing that.

"Y/n and Jimin?" he whispers, bringing it forward and into her eyesight. She takes it with her hands, softly smiling. It's a red heart-shaped lock, their names engraved in gold across the surface of it. 

She turns, staring at him. "Y/n and Jimin," she whispers back, stepping out of his embrace. She motions for him to come next to her, so he does. To his surprise, she takes one of his hands, placing it on the lock with hers. "Together?"

Fuck, why is his heart beating so fast at her kind gesture? "Together," he says, finding a clear spot for them to place it.

They wrap the metal around the bars, clicking it into place. Jimin lets out a sigh of relief, loving that they made their mark on New York. She smiles, backing up with him to appreciate the whole sign. "We'll be king and queen of the world someday. This is the start," he mumbles.

And he knows one day it'll happen. One day, she'll be his queen.