Jungkook has always been the more optimistic of them. Without being able to see him, it's hard for Yoongi to muster up the same hope, his fear crowding in, conjuring images of how badly injured Jungkook might be. He tells himself that, of the two of them, Jungkook's in the better position to know how bad it is. That, if he says it'll be okay, that has to mean something. He wouldn't say that if he didn't think it were at least possible, even if his idea of what's possible has always been more generous than Yoongi's.

"Soon," he says, with all the fervor of a promise. "As soon as I can." Already he knows tomorrow will be difficult, that it's doubtful he can take off work on such short notice, but maybe he can go in the evening. Even if he wouldn't have too much time, it'd be better than nothing. "You're sure you're okay for visitors?" He nearly asks if he'll even be allowed in, if Jungkook's mother would have told them to keep out Jungkook's friends, but it doesn't seem fair. Besides, it's something he'll deal with when he gets there. If they won't permit him in, he'll just have to sneak in. He's not going to let anything keep him away, unless Jungkook tells him he's not ready. Even having asked, though, Yoongi can hardly imagine that being the case. If anything, his presence should help, the way it did for him when Jungkook visited every day.