Jungkook hums skeptically when Yoongi insists that there's nothing wrong with having such a fetish. However glad Jungkook is that his boyfriend is willing to try just about anything that pleases Jungkook, there's a part of him that won't ever feel quite normal given his proclivities, Jungkook thinks. It's not normal to want to put oneself in a dangerous position. Not normal for there to need to be a safe word to stop them from going too far. It's a level beyond the unease that Jungkook already felt about the fact that he wasn't only attracted to girls — at least there, he can rightfully point out that all good people are deserving of love. But asphyxiation and bondage feel irrational.

"Well... if it ever makes you feel uncomfortable, you have to let me know, okay?" Jungkook asks, trying to stem the flicker of doubt that passes through his chest, wondering in retrospect if Yoongi was uncomfortable. Or if he would be, had they gone further than they did. Biting his lower lip, Jungkook shifts, pulling Yoongi closer still, wrapping his arms securely around the elder's shoulders. "I should've. Should've made sure you were totally okay with it just now, I — it was so nice that I stopped thinking."