Yoongi doesn't have any particular interest in bars — they strike him as either too busy or too lonely for his tastes — but with that on the table, he might have to reconsider. He laughs, though, pressing his hips into Jungkook's. "Are you planning out our sex life?" he teases. For all that they've talked a lot about the future today, there's something about the immediacy of this that gets under his skin and excites him. It isn't just some grand plan for a whole life together. It's smaller things like going out in a couple years.

He wonders idly if they could get away with fucking in a bar bathroom. People do it, he knows that much. He doesn't usually like to rush that much, but it could be fun.

Besides, in a bar, they wouldn't have to worry about exposing kids to anything they shouldn't see.

"Not that I'm complaining," he says, drawing back from another kiss. "I'll take you anywhere I can get you."