"Yeah, that's the one," Jungkook says, his smile widening eagerly as he pushes himself up on his toes to get a better look over the crowd, intrigued by how much sauce is simmering in the pan. There's a nice variety of ingredients that seem to be mixed together, including some vegetables, some fish cakes, something fried that Jungkook can't quite identify at a glance. Ddeokbokki stalls might be a dime a dozen back home, but he's pleased to have found a place that seems to have changed the formula a little bit, and the long line seems indicate that they've chosen well.

"Ah, look, it must be spicy," he points out, watching a couple of teens off to the side gasping and reaching for water. He squeezes Yoongi's hand, then lets his thumb trace along the side of his palm, the movement small enough to be unnoticeable to everyone else. "Man, I thought I was full earlier, but now I think I could eat two orders of that stuff. Or maybe save some room for grilled sundae."