Is it Yoongi's smartest idea? Probably not, but he thinks he's done stupider things, too, and it's difficult to care when just ghosting his fingers lower makes it clear that Jungkook is already hard. Not that Yoongi would expect anything else; this is utterly ridiculous and ridiculously hot at the same time. They should quit while they're ahead probably.

Instead, Yoongi draws Jungkook into another kiss, unfastening the button of his jeans, tongue sliding into his mouth, hand sliding into his underwear. He gives a little hum of appreciation as his fingers wrap around Jungkook's cock, stroking just to feel him before he pulls back, nudging Jungkook to stand. He's never left Jungkook hanging before, and his better judgment has gone out the window anyway, so he's not about to start now. Besides, as distracting as the noise around them might be, it's also a good cover for any small sounds that slip out of them, letting them get away with this, and he likes that, always torn between wishing they could be more public about their relationship, the way straight couples are, and enjoying the thrill of the illicit.