"Definitely," Jungkook affirms, reaching out with his free hand and gently plucking at the hair on either side of Yoongi's temples. "Like if you get all salt and peppery here... or if you're one of those people who gets that single random streak somewhere that makes you look like you really must have used some part of your brain a lot. Or even if you just go gray all around at the same time. It'd all look good. No question."

Briefly, Jungkook pulls his hand away from Yoongi's, taking a few quick steps forward and turning around to walk backwards, taking in the sight of Yoongi from head to toe. He hopes his hands out, as though forming a frame for a shot.

"You're also going to be one of those super annoying people who doesn't wrinkle easily, I can tell," Jungkook says, pursing his lips. He hears enough about wrinkles and skin care from his mother that he's fairly certain Yoongi will get off light. He doesn't make extreme expressions with his face; the corners of his eyes don't even crease unless he's really lost himself to laughter. "Thirty years from now, I'll probably be the one who looks like the old fart."