Yoongi ducks his head, stifling a laugh. "Not sure anything is as good as that," he teases, "but I'm sure the fish will try their best." Most of the other people here seem to be parents and children, not many others their age wandering around, and Yoongi wonders if they'll stand out. Probably not, he decides. Everyone else is too engaged in the displays or in minding their wandering children.

He leads the way toward the nearest display, where little kids press up against the glass so close it begins to fog with their breath, excited to see the jewel-toned fish swimming past. "See, they're very pretty," he says, lips twisting into a smirk as he glances over at Jungkook. Fish don't come anywhere close to holding Yoongi's attention the way he does.