Jungkook isn't sure if most people would necessary call stingrays pretty — their eyes are a little odd-looking, for all the grace that there is in their movements. But the fact that Yoongi so easily describes them as such only makes Jungkook smile widely, ducking his head briefly, hair falling in front of his face. Everything about Yoongi is cute, if not necessarily in the typical way that one thinks of the word. The cuteness comes from how earnest Yoongi is, thoughtful and guileless.

"I hope it's not just wishful thinking," Jungkook murmurs, petting the ray one more time before he lifts his hand out of the water, not wanting to take too much time away from the younger kids queued up behind them. He wipes his hand down on a nearby towel, wrinkling his nose at the thought of how many other people must have touched it, then looks around to check if there's a bathroom nearby.

Not that he plans on leaving until Yoongi is done, of course.

"I wish we had a real way of knowing. Like how you can tell when dogs are happy because they wag their tails and lick you all over."