It would be easy to tease. After all, Yoongi knows perfectly well that Jungkook wants him. It would be, at least in theory, easy to keep him wanting. Except it isn't at all. Except that just watching Jungkook like this leaves something pulling tight through Yoongi, his heart and throat tight for a moment, with love as much as with desire. It's hard to put it into words, but he'd like to think he could write a song about it, if he could think about anything but this for a moment. He wants to be inside of him, not just to ease the physical longing, but because he wants so badly just to be close to Jungkook.

While a more specific answer would have provided more direction, Yoongi can't pretend this isn't, no matter how obvious, perhaps the most satisfying response. He shifts forward, ducking his head to press a kiss to the small of Jungkook's back. "I love you," he murmurs. Maybe at some other time, he'd remind himself that there's more to the world than this, but there isn't. Not really. He loves Jungkook and Jungkook loves him, and everything else is incidental. He nudges Jungkook's hip, encouraging him to roll onto his back. As badly as he wants to fuck him already, he's not about to do so without preparing Jungkook, and he wants to see him, to watch him, to be closer. "Turn over for me."