"Ah, I like thinking about it that way. A sanctuary," Jungkook murmurs softly, drifting away in thought. Jungkook doesn't expect that he'll always be able to act just as he likes, doing exactly what he wants — that's not how society works, after all. Most of life is about the give and take, refraining just enough to make sure that the collective gets along. Progress requires compromise.

But it's nice to have a place where none of that has to be. A place where he knows he's accepted in his entirety, loved for exactly who he is, good and bad alike. And being able to provide that kind of safe space for Yoongi means just as much to Jungkook as having that space for himself. He smiles, giving Yoongi's hand another squeeze as they make their way towards the hotel, feeling happiness surrounding his chest with warmth.

"There's gotta be something I do that gets on your nerves, though," Jungkook says, his tone lightening as he steps closer and nudges Yoongi's waist gently with an elbow. "I know I'm great and all, but no one's completely perfect."