Yoongi huffs out a soft laugh, lifting his hand to Jungkook's cheek again. "Yeah, I know you have," he says wryly. There are, he's sure, more than he's aware of, but he's caught Jungkook on more than one occasion with his phone aimed Yoongi's way or with a picture posted to Twitter before he's entirely awake. He doesn't really mind, though. If anything, it's flattering, the thought that his boyfriend is every bit as entranced with him as he is with Jungkook, that he wants both to keep him and to share him, to always have something to turn to and to show everyone what they're missing.

Mostly, though, he likes the thought of the ones Jungkook keeps for himself, the way he keeps that little audio clips Jungkook made for him a while back. The way he sometimes falls asleep to a loop of Jungkook saying I love you. It makes the nights they're apart a little less lonely.

"Any time." He dips his head forward, nose brushing against nose. "You can take all the pictures you want." Fingertips tracing gently along his jaw, Yoongi tilts his head to kiss Jungkook, eyes falling shut again. Posing for a few pictures is easy. He's not sure he's much of a model, but he doesn't think that's the point anyway. Jungkook doesn't need to make art. He wants pictures of him as he really is.