Yoongi lets out a spluttering laugh, nudging his elbow into Jungkook's side. "Ah, poor you," he says. "That must be really hard." It's an exaggeration, he knows, but there are times when it doesn't really feel that way. There are times he looks at Jungkook and just wants to jump him then and there. It stands to reason the same is true in reverse.

"But you're wrong." He glances over, faintly smug. "My taste is impeccable. Otherwise how could I have picked out my soulmate? Most people can't do that on their first try." He really is so lucky, both to have found Jungkook in general, but also to have someone who supports him so thoroughly, who loves him so much, who wants him to see his best self instead of his worst.