Yoongi's soft for the kid, incredibly so, but even he doesn't always spoil Jungkook as obviously as he's doing right now. All the soft kisses, affectionate touches and smiles, the way he dries off and dresses the younger boy with such care, making sure he's doing most of the work himself--it all comes back to rewarding how well Jungkook did. He's been such a good boy all day today, and that pride settles within Yoongi just as much as that bone-deep satisfaction does. He wants to treat him special, wants to lavish as much attention as he can on Jungkook so the boy can feel just how happy he's made Yoongi. It's not really a matter of positive reinforcement anymore, not when Jungkook's already taken to his role so willingly after the initial transition--it's about praising Jungkook for doing everything he possibly could today.

The thanks has the smile lingering on Yoongi's lips as his gaze sweeps over the boy's body, all heavy, sleepy limbs, now perfectly ready for bed. His hand follows the same path, trailing up the boy's arm, fondly smoothing out a wrinkle in his shirt. "Let's get some rest," he says after the quiet moment passes, leading Jungkook back into the bedroom and turning off the lights there as well. The city is just peaking through the curtains of his window, but the glow is soft, and his room is dark, and he has Jungkook here with him. Yoongi doesn't hesitate in slipping underneath the clean sheets he had put on earlier, knowing that Jungkook will be following right after him on the other side. Just like he knows the younger boy will curl up close, nestled comfortably against his chest, maybe a leg thrown over his own and a final goodnight kiss. It was almost painfully endearing the last time Jungkook had spontaneously done it, so warm and sweet Yoongi couldn't help but hold him that much closer.