"Tch," Jungkook clucks his tongue, giving Yoongi a slight side-eye. "You charmer." There's a whole lot of truth to what Yoongi says, Jungkook knows. Modest though Jungkook may be about his skills and abilities, the two of them have been together for long enough that Jungkook knows that Yoongi brightens in Jungkook's company. Even if Jungkook weren't so observant himself, the other hyungs have told him so time and time again, and they have no reason to lie or exaggerate the amount of influence Jungkook has on Yoongi.

Maybe once, Jungkook would have denied it for the sheer reason of not wanting to carry his hopes too high, back before they realized that they had been crushing on each other all along. But now Jungkook revels in the knowledge that there are certain types of happiness that he's uniquely equipped to bring to Yoongi.

"I wanna get back to the hotel, too," he murmurs, gaze dropping for a moment before Jungkook grazes his fingers delicately against Yoongi's side, not quite nudging his shirt out of the way, but teasing the possibility nonetheless. It hasn't been all that long since they gave each other blowjobs in the aquarium, but the hotel holds a different sort of promise — the privacy needed to really take their time and revel in one another, in ways that exceed even what they've experienced alone in Yoongi's home. There, the possibility of Yoongi's father returning always lingered.

Here, it's just them.

"Come on, before we end up settling in this alley instead."