Most of the time, there isn't a need for many words between the two of them. Maybe it would have helped in the beginning, Jungkook thinks now, if they were the type to express more in words. Maybe if they had, it wouldn't have taken them so long to come together, to give themselves to each other — wouldn't have taken so long to cross the line between friends and more. But for all else, it's nice that so much can be said without putting it into words. Jungkook sees the devotion in Yoongi's eyes, sees the flicker of something like fire in them, determination to shape the world in the exact way Jungkook needs.

Here, with the two of them tangled up together like this, forehead to forehead, Jungkook feels so achingly safe. For a few seconds, he closes his eyes, focusing only on the way they share breath and the warmth that emanates from Yoongi's body.

"I know. But all I need is for you to be at my side. Everything else is — we'll figure it out together," Jungkook murmurs, his chest feeling tight, his stomach flipping almost as much as it did the first time they kissed. He keeps falling for Yoongi. HE's not sure he'll ever stop falling. "I'm yours. I'm so... fucking yours that it should scare me, but it doesn't. You know?"