A kiss to the cheek is entirely chaste by their standards, but Jungkook finds his face flooding over with warmth regardless, pleased and slightly surprised by the gesture. Maybe he shouldn't be so afraid of showing affection in front of his father — if he's to really believe that his father's watching over them, then there's probably a whole lot more that he's been privy to. Jungkook can't help the slight laugh that falls from his lips, though he forces himself to meet Yoongi's gaze for an extended moment, a way of showing that he welcomes the affection.

That he's glad to show some of it to his dad.

"Yah, are you suggesting to my father that I'm not polite most of the time?" Jungkook laughs, his expression immediately softening at the look on Yoongi's face as he takes a bite of the mandu. There's a mix of emotions there, and while Jungkook knows he's probably not quite intuitive enough to disentangle all of them, there's a soft ache in his chest as he wonders whether or not Yoongi's mom would have made meals like these, too.

And an ache as he wonders when he'll be able to invite Yoongi over to his house for a proper meal. Soon, he thinks. Even if he can't tell his mom yet about their relationship, soon.

"He likes mom's cooking, that's a good sign too, right?" Jungkook asks his dad, quickly shifting to pile the pieces of fruit next to the mandu, contemplating the set before deciding on a pyramid formation.