Yoongi strokes his thumb along Jungkook's hand, glancing over with a bright smile as he follows in the direction Jungkook indicates. It's only, he thinks, because people scarcely pay attention to the people they pass that they're able to avoid being noticed, because he's pretty sure there's no hiding how fucking smitten he is. He might have tried, if they were back in Seoul, but here, he really doesn't give a fuck. His boyfriend is romantic and ridiculous all at once, and he doesn't care who knows it.

"Well, then we have to try it," he says. He's not a fan of long lines, but they don't bother him so much when the two of them are out and about together. It's easy enough to keep each other entertained while they wait. "This one here?" He eyes the stall curiously, taking in the sight of the food and the rich smell wafting over from the stand.