With Jungkook's chin on his shoulder, it's so tempting to turn his head and kiss his hair, and Yoongi thinks he should probably restrain himself, but he gives in anyway. Everyone else here is distracted by their kids and the fish. It's doubtful anyone would notice or care. Besides, it gets tiring, having to worry all the time about who might notice or what they'll think, part of why it was so thrilling earlier in the bathroom, sucking Jungkook off right under everyone's noses, unseen. After that, it's hard to worry too much about a quick little kiss.

"Yeah, like Nemo," he says, nodding. Clownfish, they're called, and the tropical fish tend to be brighter for some reason. He wonders if the display will explain why that is. To blend in with coral maybe? He slips his phone back into his pocket, reaching for Jungkook's hand again as he starts in the indicated direction. "Alright, so that-a-way it is." Even if it's the wrong direction, they're sure to see interesting things.