it's funny, how even after jungkook found out just how close they were to each other, yoongi hadn't actually felt any closer. in a lot of ways, from day one, even though jungkook was the first one to reach out and make contact, yoongi had always felt so far out of his reach. even conversing with him online seemed like such a long shot, such an impossibility. he would have been lucky, so lucky just to get a response or two, a hint of some kind of acknowledgement here or there. he never could have imagined what they've walked into instead. this kind of easy friendship, yoongi making videos just for him, regularly making him feel all kinds of ridiculous, irrational things. the kinds of things he definitely shouldn't feel about someone who's one of his friends. but, well. jungkook just can't really help himself.

it's even harder to think about helping himself with yoongi right here, like this. still sitting right across from him, looking the way that he does, with a slight tease in his eyes regardless of the dark hair threatening to fall over them. it makes jungkook's heart skip a beat, maybe two, and without even giving him a chance to think nervous laughter bubbles up, a mixture of genuine shy amusement and embarrassment evident in his own gaze just before it drops. "i dunno, i just. i guess i wasn't sure .. why you'd want to travel, and stuff. just to meet me. you know?" he shrugs slightly, almost like its an absentminded gesture alongside the way he's fidgeting a little with his fingers, caught up in staring down at them.