"Hmm," Jungkook hums, taking a moment to step back until he's able to come up behind Yoongi, wrapping his arms around Yoongi's waist and resting his chin on Yoongi's shoulder once more. Bit by bit, he's finding that he doesn't make taking liberties in front of other people. What's the most that anyone would be able to assume, anyway? That they're close? That they're family? They aren't doing anything that would be, on its face, untoward, and the likelihood of being confronted when most are fixated on their kids seems relatively low.

Besides, the feeling of having Yoongi in his arms is worth it.

"The Mediterranean is pretty close to like, Vienna and stuff, right? I mean, not close close, still much further than all of Korea, but I always hear stuff about how there are really great trains in all of Europe and you can really get around pretty easily," Jungkook murmurs in thought. "Like with week-long passes or something."