Jungkook nods slowly, thinking back to his own emotions around that time. There's probably a lot of overlap in what they experienced, he thinks — a needless amount of shame and fear that was a constant undercurrent in their friendship. He squeezes Yoongi's hand for a moment, glancing to either side to make sure that they're still heading in the right direction, and that passersby aren't so close that they'd be able to eavesdrop.

"Yeah, when I realized that I was falling for you, it made... everything complicated. Like every time we were hanging out and I didn't tell you how I felt, it was — I don't know — me being misleading, or using you, or... honestly, I still think about it sometimes. If I should have spoken up sooner, or if it's okay in a situation like that to not say anything. Say, if you didn't like me back," Jungkook says, glancing over and meeting Yoongi's gaze, his lips pursed in thought. "If I knew for sure that you didn't like me back. Would it still be okay for me to try and spend so much time with you? Is that dishonest?"