It's cute, how Jungkook talks exactly how he types. Or rather, his texts are exactly how he sounds in real life. He doesn't have to put on anything to appear a certain way--he's just naturally adorable, which is becoming that much more obvious the more he goes on. Yoongi doesn't quite get how his smile can still look so brilliant even when he's embarrassed, clearly trying to gloss over the fact that he's not a coffee drinker. The honest response surprises him for a second, until he realizes that no, he hasn't heard Jungkook ever talk about liking it, huh? It's always about telling Yoongi not to drink too much. Asking what's in an Americano. Complimenting Yoongi's tastes because it sounds like a cool, mature drink. Which can really only mean one thing--Jungkook most likely chose this coffee shop because he knew Yoongi would like it, not for his own sake.

Cute. More than cute, but Yoongi settles on that one for now, lips twitching into another soft smile. Jungkook is a sweet kid, and Yoongi's not about to let him off that easy. "How about a different drink?" he offers instead, undeterred, his hand moving to rest gently, unconsciously at the small of Jungkook's back. Fingers graze the thin material of his T-shirt as he turns to face the counter once more, nudging the younger boy along. "Come on, let's find something you like."