It's so fucking tempting to give up on going out. After hours spent in the company of others, hands kept to themselves, just to have Jungkook touch him ignites a sense of longing in his gut that has him wavering. Wallet found, he slides it into his pocket, then closes what distance is left between them for a kiss.

"Food and Gamcheon," he says. "We can do that easily." He's hardly going to complain about fish cakes and hotteok, or anything that might help keep the spark of Jungkook's father alive. He has a fondness for the man. He'd like to think that at least one of Jungkook's parents approves of their relationship. "Come on."

Reluctant though he is, he draws back and leads Jungkook out into the hall again. There will be plenty of time later to get lost in each other.