"Mm," Jungkook hums in agreement, taking his time as he runs his hands over Yoongi's back, fingers brushing against the jut of his shoulder blades, dipping into the line of his spine. It's hard not to believe Yoongi's words when the two of them stand like this, back to chest like puzzle pieces slotted together. The air is starting to grow thick with rising mist, their breath a little more labored now as they stand under the spray. Jungkook continues smoothing his hands over Yoongi's skin, taking only a moment to reach for the bottle of body wash, squeezing enough to work up a lather.

He chuckles to himself. "I feel like I'm going to be dreaming about this weekend for months," Jungkook muses. "Blowjobs in public, a shower that actually fits both of us without one of us smacking the other. With enough hot water that I can watch your skin get all rosy. S'nice." He reaches up with his hands, weaving fingertips through Yoongi's hair and massaging his scalp. "Gotta study hard so that we can afford more of these getaways."