Maybe he should have expected a positive answer — he probably should have — but hearing Yoongi make the promise of intimacy later in the evening sends an immediate shiver down Jungkook's spine. His gaze lingers on Yoongi's smile for an extended moment, on the way his eyes narrow when he laughs, and it suddenly requires a lot of self-restraint to keep himself from sweeping Yoongi into some hidden corner for a kiss.

Jungkook settles instead for stroking his thumb over the contour of Yoongi's palm, then rubbing down the center, following palm lines and wondering what stories they'd tell to a reader.

It doesn't take too long before the sudden appearance of colorful overhangs, little tendrils of smoke and steam rising in the air from the carts of food vendors, and the inviting scent of oil, chili paste, and seafood mingled together.

"Ah, let's take a look here," Jungkook ushers Yoongi excitedly. "Tell me if anything looks really good to you."