It shouldn't be at all hard to let go, but once Jungkook's out of his arms the only thought that really takes shape is I want to have him back. Yoongi can still feel the light, affectionate touch Jungkook pressed to him, warming him from the inside out. It's ridiculous, mildly concerning--but also, in some way, a huge relief. The feelings he has for the younger boy beat just as strong--no, even stronger--now that they're together in person, and getting that small validation in of itself was worth the trip. Yoongi had wondered if he'd still feel that same spark he did over so much long distance. If maybe something would somehow change. It seems insane now that he even had those second thoughts, because he watches Jungkook as he talks. And he's beautiful. How can he be so beautiful? His voice, the way his words catch and tumble, how he blushes, those big, sparkling eyes, how open he is without even thinking about it. That he was nervous to meet Yoongi.

He doesn't comment on that, nor the fact that Jungkook came early because of those nerves. No point in shining a spotlight on the shyness he's honestly just incredibly fond of. "I hope I can see what you made," he says instead, genuine curiosity as Jungkook starts moving to shove things back in his bag. "For now...can I buy you a coffee?" He nods his head to the counter of the shop, where a single barista is setting out some freshly baked sweets behind the frosted glass. He's not going to come all this way and basically ask Jungkook out without treating him to something. Or perhaps a few things.