Jungkook lets the words wash over him, eyes fluttering to a brief close — lie down, Yoongi says, and it shouldn't have such a deep impact on him but it surely does, making Jungkook's heart race and his cheeks flush. When he opens his eyes again, his gaze is dark, unfocused for the briefest of moments before Jungkook nods, barely daring to breathe as he shifts back on the bed and lies down on the center of the mattress, giving Yoongi ample space to work with on either side. He licks his lips, hands briefly tensing and unsure where to go — should he raise them close to the posts of the bedframe, making it easier for Yoongi to get started? Or will Yoongi decide to tie him up in some other fashion?

In the end, Jungkook waits for the explicit direction, lifting both hands together, palm up, wrists exposed for Yoongi to direct.

"Tell me what I should do," he whispers, blinking as he cranes his chin up, exposing his neck for Yoongi to access.