It’s all Yoongi can do not to back Jungkook up against the nearest wall and kiss him. He’s so utterly ridiculous, but so earnest in it that it’s utterly charming as well. But they’re still in pubic, too many people around to take such risks. He settles instead for reaching out to wrap his arms around Jungkook’s neck, laughing. “You’re so fucking weird sometimes,” he says. He loves it, though. It’s cute to watch the way Jungkook gets lost in his own thoughts. Sometimes he wonders what exactly goes on in there.

“Did you come to any conclusion about them?”