ποΈ beware: unnecessarily long headcanon ahead ποΈ
after ending up on the same damn square for the third time, jimin admits defeat: he is utterly lost in this strange city
he looks around in the hopes of a sign with the friendly words TOURIST INFO painted on it, but no such luck. there is only gigantic posters everywhere of some singer guy that scream: JUNGKOOK - LAST SHOW TONIGHT
instead of the posters, jimin's eyes fall on a good-looking guy on his phone next to him.
usually jimin wouldn't be so bold as to approach someone who looks so immersed in their phone and probably doesn't want to be disturbed, but his bus to the next city leaves in three hours and jimin has yet to visit the museum he came to this city for
gathering the last of his courage, jimin hesitantly speaks up, "excuse me?"
a bus whooshes past them just then and jimin is sure that the stranger hasn't heard him. he is tempted to just leave instead of repeating the question because this guy dressed in black from head to toe kinda looks like he might eat him up if jimin dares to bother him.
but just then the stranger looks up from his phone, dark eyes fixing on jimin and it's too late to run. jimin kind of freezes, for two reasons.
one) that's pretty much the only phrase he has memorized in this language
two) the person now staring at him is even more good looking upfront and every thought jimin has ever had sort of flew right out of his mind when their eyes met
praying that he is not blushing, jimin attempts to ask for directions to the art museum and, oh god, it's so bad, his pronounciation is terrible; he knows that he is butchering the language in such a way that some ancient gods must be cursing him for this
"where... oh god how do i say 'art museum' in this language... um, house? i... i want... painting house? i go painting house, no that's not it. fuck, why is this so hard, i should have paid more attention in class. museo? no, that's wrong too."
after what feels like YEARS, he has stuttered through the question, switching to korean when he searches for the words. the stranger doesn't answer, he is just looking at jimin with those dark eyes, half of his face hidden by a face mask. jimin can't tell if he is annoyed or just listening to jimin speak nonsense. it makes him kinda nervous, the way those eyes never leave his.
jimin runs a distressed hand through his hair and sighs, muttering in korean: "you have no idea what i'm saying, do you? please help me, handsome stranger, i'm a fucking disaster with maps."
he looks at pleadingly at the stranger, praying that he understood at least something out of Jimin's incoherrent babbling
the stranger raises a brow and, is that a SMIRK?!?! he is wearing a black face mask, so jimin can't be sure, but the way the stranger's eyes crinkle would indicate so.
the stranger finally opens his mouth and replies in perfect korean instead of english, "you'll find the art museum if you keep walking down this street."
jimin's mouth falls open. "you speak korean?? then why'd you let me make stutter and babble like an idiot?"
the stranger winks and says, "you look very cute when you are flustered."
they are of course going the same way, right? and so jk offers to walk with jimin
he ends up spending his only free afternoon at a weird art museum with this adorable boy who is a 'fucking disaster with maps' ayy
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