It's probably not smart, and Yoongi knows that, vaguely aware that they could get into real trouble if they're not careful. The last thing they need is to get caught in the act. Still, he finds himself shaking his head. "Not too much," he says, hushed. He's going to have to do better at keeping quiet to get through this, but he doesn't care. It's worth the risk.

Or, really, the risk is part of the appeal. He doesn't think they're in any real danger, this end of the restroom quiet and little used, and there's something exciting about the sense of getting away with something they shouldn't be doing, a thrill in the transgressive. He's felt it before when they sneak off at school, but this is something else entirely. They probably shouldn't linger too long, but they have time, no one waiting for their return. Leaning forward, he chases another kiss, heart racing, hoping it's enough to communicate how much he wants this, though he doesn't dare try to speak.