"No peeking," he whispered in your ear as he tightly gripped onto your shoulders, guiding you up what felt like a flight of stairs.

"I'm not!" you squeezed your eyes shut even more than they already were. Your voices echoed loudly. You could already tell that it was leading to a place that didn't seem too welcome to the public.

"Are you sure?" he poked at you and you nodded, but you felt him stop your body and make his way around to check anyway. You kept your eyes closed, blindly felt around for his arm to smack it.

"Araso," he chuckled and continued your way up the stairs. He pulled you up to a stop again and you heard a heavy metal door swing open, followed by a breeze. Are we.. outside? you questioned the atmosphere as you took a step bigger than the ones you've been making. The cool wind was blowing and the sound of the busy city murmured from a distance. He kept leading the way and the sounds began to get louder. You had your arms spread out in front of you, afraid to bump into anything and possibly hurt yourself.

"Oppa, where are we?" you worried a bit when the touch of a cold metal bar surprised you.

"You always talked about how much you love the city when it lights up at night, right?" he said softly with his incredibly charming deep voice. He wrapped his arms around you, his warmth felt nice in the cool temperature. You opened your eyes just as he rested his chin on the top of your head and the whole city and its lights surrounded you.