"I know," Jungkook murmurs, his smile widening, his chest aching and filled to the brim. For all that Jungkook doubts himself, if there's something he never wavers in, it's his confidence in their relationship. It's impossible not to feel like the most loved person in the world when Yoongi looks at him like this — like he's something precious, hardly of this world. Like Yoongi could spend every single day simply running his fingers along Jungkook's skin, and it'd already be a blessing.

Jungkook never thinks that Yoongi might be looking at anyone else. Never thinks that Yoongi's gaze or heart might stray. Yoongi devotes himself with an uncompromising focus, and Jungkook is simply the boy lucky enough to receive it all.

When he says that Yoongi deserves more, it's not that Jungkook thinks for a second that Yoongi would turn elsewhere for it — only that Jungkook wants to push himself to be everything he can for Yoongi.

He shifts himself closer on the bed, lets out a sigh of contentment, tilts his head to press a gentle kiss to Yoongi's lips, achingly chaste.

"You're my whole world too, Yoongi-ah. You make me so happy."