There's a certain solemnity that remains in Yoongi's tone, even after Jungkook's attempts to clear the air, and it has Jungkook's smile fading just a touch. Not gone, but gentler, adjusting to the tone of the moment. What to Jungkook seems so obvious is distorted to Yoongi's eyes, offhand comments summoning buried demons. Distantly, Jungkook wonders if he should pull the other boys aside at some point in time, let them know that if they need more of Jungkook's time, they should ask him directly.

Not guilt Yoongi for wanting to spend time with his significant other.

Still, the thought feels too exposed, too invasive. Maybe it's better instead to guide Yoongi through the ins and outs of his other friendships, so he learns how to quiet those voices himself.

"If they get like that again, and you're not sure... just poke me, yeah?" Jungkook murmurs. "I know those two almost as well as I know you. It'd be hypocritical of them to talk about either of us being selfish, though. They spend way more time with each other than anyone else."

Jungkook reaches for Yoongi's hand, raising it until he can press his lips against the inside of Yoongi's wrist, pressing a tender kiss against the pulse. "And I want to spend more time with you than anyone else. You're the one who makes me happiest of all."