Jungkook whimpers against the kiss, continuing to step backward until his shoulder blades meet the wall of the elevator. Little moments like these are enough to stoke Jungkook's imagination, already mischievously wondering how much they might be able to get away with in the dead of night, when no one else is around. How much he'd like to push the stop button like they do in the movies, to watch their breath cloud against the metal, to search for and cover all the cameras before they make love.

The thought makes him snicker just a touch, his hands reaching around Yoongi's waist and smoothing over skin with his palms, tugging him closer, until their bodies stand almost flush.

"Anywhere. I'd go anywhere with you," Jungkook murmurs. "Vienna, too. We have to make it to Vienna someday."