"Maybe I just like to hear you say it," Yoongi says, though he can't help the flush that creeps into his cheeks at the compliments heaped upon him. It's not like he doesn't know Jungkook thinks that way, or even like he doesn't like how he looks himself. It's just something entirely else to hear it said like that, his heart thumping unsteadily.

"If I'm such a good model," he adds, "when are you going to draw me?" For a moment, he thinks it's a silly idea, mostly because he doesn't know if he's patient enough to pose for long. Then he remembers the times Jungkook's taken pictures of him sleeping and, really, that he can do. He tugs gently at Jungkook's hand, lips slightly pursed, and cocks his head, waiting for an answer.

Maybe he'll try on a suit with satin lapels. Just to see.