GIVEN the limited time they had, Jimin and Hayoung decided to make it quick to the Lotte World Ice Rink. The young wife felt like it was an overused place for dates but still brought him there for the sake of her own memory. After all, she's just like any other girls out there who would like to date in an ice skate rink. 

"Do you know how to ice skate, oppa?" she asked him inside the van as they waited for their arrival to their destination. 

Hayoung looked at him even before he could answer, stared and noticed that he was looking far outside the window. She slightly cocked her head to the side to catch a glimpse of his eyes and noticed that Jimin's eyes were closed. She slightly bumped his shoulders with hers that somehow stirred him up from his mini sleep. He smiled at her before leaning his head back on the seat. 

"I'm sorry, just a bit sleepy." He confessed to her with a hand rubbing against his eyes. 

The young wife suddenly concerned, reached out a hand to brush his bangs away from his face, and brought out a towel to wipe his sweats away. He let her anyways, grabbed her free hand instead, and intertwined their fingers together. 

The hosts, with awe, turned to each other squealing and pinching the sides of the people beside them at the sight as the camera zoomed towards the couple's entwined hands. 

V: Jimin really enjoys skinship. He always does that to any members.

"Should we just go home?" she asked him nonetheless, considerate of what he was feeling. 

"No, it's okay. I can manage." Jimin slid down in his seat with his head laid back, eyes stared up to hers. 

"But you look tired." Hayoung pointed out while rubbing her thumb finger against the back of his hand. Jimin couldn't help but to put both of his hands on hers when she did it. Indeed he was so tired but somehow it faded because his wife was there with him. It all drained out the moment she touched him back. 

"I don't want to ruin this day for you." His voice lowered down into a soft whisper but it was enough for the mic to capture. 

For a couple of seconds, Hayoung and Jimin's eyes met. The edited video made it even more special by putting them in slow motion with a romantic music to accompany it. In the real time, the young couple found it comfortable to stare at each other's eyes. Heat encircled Hayoung's cheeks but she shrugged it off and let it show so that Jimin could see how he makes her everytime he looks at her. 

Their short moment of sweetness ended only when Jimin's manager and driver called out of their attention. He told them about their arrival in a short while, and the hold of Jimin around Hayoung's hand tightened as they went farther. 

"Okay, hyung. Thank you." He stretched out a smile at the person in front of the car.

A few more while and the couple arrived at their destination. Hayoung got out of the van first, grinning wide at the welcoming sign in front of her that says, "Welcome to Lotte World Ice Rink." She helped Jimin out by lending her shoulders to his arm for support. 

They walked side by side with Hayoung literally in his arms. People that passed by turned their heads towards the lovely couple who was obviously showing off their now overly closeness compared to the last few months that they've been together. Maybe because they missed each other that brought them to become more open to each other. Nonetheless, they felt more comfortable with each other.

"When was the last time you have gone here, oppa?" Hayoung asked him as they paid for the entrance. 

"Hmm, I don't know. I don't remember." Jimin chuckled silently to himself when he removed his cap momentarily to comb his hair with his hand. A cool gesture for a guy that somehow turned Hayoung on. 

"I bet it was not long, is that it?" Hayoung teased with a pair of narrowed eyes but Jimin just shrugged it off with a laugh. 

"Let's just go." He said, putting his arm protectively around his wife again. It was relaxed and less stiffed compared to the previous times that they had skinships together. 

Interviewer: You seem to be more showy when it comes to skinship with your wife?

Jimin: Do I? 

The young husband laughed whole-heartedly and lovingly at the question, the crimson color visible in his cheeks. 

Jimin: I didn't notice actually. Hahaha! But yeah, I guess because we're way more comfortable with each other now. 

A part of Jimin still wanted to just spend the day with his wife back home. Being the normal husband as anyone out there, Jimin thought it would be best to stay home especially after a long day from work. But since his wife wanted to do it, he decided to just hang in with her and so he could watch her flash her smile to the world again.

"Do you know how to skate?" he asked her only to get a sheepish smile from her. It was an obvious answer and he just looked at her in disbelief. "I can't believe this. How are we going to play if we both don't know how?" the young husband just laughed anyways. 

"They have some staff who teaches anyways." Hayoung rest assured her handsome husband. 

"Ahh, so are we gonna do tutorials?" Jimin's amusement about the news somewhat got him interested. 

"Yeah." And with that, the two strolled towards the reception and there, inquired about the instructors who could teach them how to skate properly without falling into their butts. A couple of people were recommended but since it was a weekend and almost everyone was occupied, they picked random skaters to be their teachers. 

Jimin frowned at the sight of two guys approaching them a few moments later. He knew that the sport required balance and so he was pretty sure that they will have to hold unto their instructors. He was more worried that Hayoung would hold onto another man's arms. Suddenly, he wanted to back.

"I should have learned ice skating when I was young." He murmured to Hayoung that brought laughter to the young wife. 

Hayoung: His imagination is so playful. But he was jealous, I know.

Hayoung's smile reached from one ear to another. Her teeth flashy, and eyes smiling. 

"Why?" she asked even if she knew the answer. 

The Bangtan husband just scrunched his nose as he began to change his rubber shoes into the skates. When he was done wearing his own, he slouched down to put the last shoe in Hayoung's foot. A small gesture that announced his relationship with Hayoung. A proud show to tell the guy who would guide Hayoung that she is his wife. Hayoung flushed at the thought of Jimin being so protective.

"Oppa, don't let me go, okay?" she suddenly muttered that caught Jimin by surprised.

Interviewer: What did you mean by what you said?

Hayoung: I just wanted him to have an assurance that whoever I interact with, my thought is always with him.

The spectators in the studio all cooed in awe at Hayoung's sweet answer, especially Taehyung who had his fingers curled because of it.  

Once again, Jimin possessively took Hayoung's hand before standing up. Being a fit dancer he was, Jimin got his balance checked despite the uncomfortable shoes beneath him. He secured Hayoung's hand in his and carried her towards the rink with the assistance of the instructors to the side. 

It was not even a minute in the ice when Hayoung threw her arms around Jimin for support. The instructor from the side enumerated out the things to remember so Hayoung can balance herself. She did it a couple of times before she was able to master the balancing. 

"Are you ready?" the instructor was shy to ask because of Jimin's presence. His posture showed professionalism as soon as the young husband turned his attention to the guy. 

"Yeah," Hayoung answered him and took the guide's hand with a polite bow. 

Gingerly, Jimin released his wife's hand in a slow pace. He gripped on it so tight that he didn't want to let go despite the distance gradually building between them. 

"Noooo, my wife!" Jimin acted as if she was being dragged away from him. "Mrs. Parrrrkk!" he continued on while holding unto the railings to the side.

"My husband, Mr. Park!" Hayoung joined his little roleplay and stretched out her arm as her skating adviser pulled her in the middle of the rink.

The staff around them couldn't help but to smile at the little drama they were showing, laughed and felt like they were once again in their 20s. The beautiful scene the young couple shared brought the young in everyone who could see it's hearts. It was like watching a retold story of Romeo and Juliet. Even the guy who was about to teach the wide was grinning to himself seeing how sweet Jimin and Hayoung was.

"Okay, Mrs. Park." His sudden salutation made Hayoung blush, and from afar, Jimin thought otherwise. 

Jimin: It pissed me off. She kept smiling in front of that guy, and her cheeks were pushed up to her eyes. I'm...I don't know. I was pissed.

Hayoung: Ehh? 

The young wife couldn't believe what the interviewer had told her about Jimin's comment. Her eyes widened up, but instead of worrying about it, she laughed.

Hayoung: I was blushing because the instructor kept calling me Mrs. Park. I mean, there's nobody as cute and handsome as my husband for me. 

On the side, Jimin lost all of his muse to even continue. Seeing how his wife had fun with her skating instructor stirred something in his stomach. Suddenly, a pout formed on his lips as the jealousy ran all through out his body. He never felt so insecure and envious about somebody else before. 

"Oppa! Come on!" Hayoung called unto him when she finally learned how to balance herself without the help of the insructor. 

"No, it's okay." Jimin sulked as he turned around to hug the post behind him.

The act made Hayoung chuckle in amusement. She just couldn't believe that her husband was being childish and clingy which he doesn't usually do. Instead, she glided towards him and in his surprise, suddenly hugged him from behind. Jimin couldn't even turn his head to look at her because of his reddened cheeks, even his ears appeared crimson in color when the camera panned to it.

"Why, what's wrong?" Hayoung asked him, bended her body so she could see his face that he kept away from her. 

"Nothing." He shook his head. 

It took him a few more minutes before he lifted an arm to put around Hayoung's shoulders, his eyes fixed on her like he wouldn't want to look other than into her eyes. She noticed it and felt her cheeks heat up once again. She had never stared into his eyes for that long before. 

"Something's wrong," she whispered to him, and from the camera it could be seen that they were keeping the conversation to themselves again. 

"You keep smiling for that guy." Jimin mumbled back that made Hayoung grin to herself knowing that her husband was being jealous. 

"I am not! I was smiling because he called me, Mrs. Park." She explained needless to say to. She knew the truth and she just wanted Jimin to understand it. 

Jimin felt a little embarrassed at his mistake that instead of trusting his wife, he let his jealousy washed over him. He learned something suddenly, that love is all about trust. He might see it differently from his point of view, but he shouldn't really conclude without knowing the other side of the story. After all, they are married, and marriage is about sharing your doubts with your partner. 

"True?" he asked her nevertheless, a small pang of jealousy still biting him anyway.

"Yeah, true." Hayoung nodded her head as to tell him that she was telling the truth. 

In the end, Jimin shook the thought off of his shoulders, instead, secured his wife beside him not letting her off of his sight. They glided around the rink, held unto the railings on the side as they slid hand in hand, and laughed every time they fail to reach from one point to another. 

"How can you balance yourself? Oh gosh!" Jimin whined on the sides with his arm around Hayoung as they go round and round inside the rink. 

The people around them watched and adored the young couple as they play as if they were the only persons inside the rink. Even the instructor that they paid for to teach them didn't got the chance to disturb them. It was a very happy day for the couple.