Yoongi smiles, nose bumping against Jungkook's neck, and, for a moment, he just holds him. He probably shouldn't have asked. If Yoongi thinks about it long, he can see how it might be dangerous for Jungkook to stay now. It doesn't feel like it, though. It feels the opposite. If there's anywhere Jungkook is safe, it's here, with Yoongi holding onto him, ready to defend him against anything that comes their way. Maybe it's selfish, but Yoongi needs that tonight. He's not sure he could sleep apart after this.

He turns his attention back to pressing kisses along Jungkook's neck, sucking gently at the spot just above his shoulder. Knowing they can come back here tonight, that they'll be together, the prospect of going out doesn't seem so bad after all. They'll still be together and, when they finish, they'll have the rest of the evening in front of them, a whole night to cuddle close and forget about all of this.

To pretend to, at least, for a little while, which might be as good as he can get for now.

"Good," he murmurs. "I just want you here with me." As long as they're in each other's arms, nothing bad can happen.