"Mm, you think I'd look good with grey hair?" Yoongi teases. "Silver might not be a bad look." By that age, he knows, he'll probably have given up dying his hair — or, at least, won't be doing it much and the flamboyant colors he's tried out recently might be ridiculous on him then. Whatever the state of his hair, though, he knows Jungkook is right. How could they see each other and not feel that spark?

He glances over, smiling at the sight of Jungkook's head against his shoulder, though it doesn't last long. "And I don't know. Even if getting older slows us down, I don't know if anything could stop us. I can't imagine not finding you ridiculously hot anymore." Maybe when they met, it was different. Jungkook had such a baby face back then. He's grown into himself quickly, and Yoongi's pretty sure he's only getting hotter with time, whereas Yoongi suspects that, by the time they reach their fifties, he's going to have to work hard to keep up.