Yoongi knows he's made the right choice as soon as they leave the little cafe, the cute image of a beaming Jungkook dusting off his fingers, readying himself to leave lingering with him as he and the younger boy step onto the street. Just walking together like this is better than any late night conversation. He finds himself being an all too willing audience for Jungkook's show and tell, listening to his comments about the city with genuine curiosity--and perhaps genuine affection as well, watching the boy's big eyes light up as he talks. Happy. Relaxed. Yoongi feels he could spend hours just like this, talking with Jungkook about nothing in particular, going nowhere in particular. In fact, he almost starts to forget where exactly they're going in the first place until they turn onto a different street and the sprawling market seems to suddenly bursts out around them. It's almost too much to take in all at once, covering several blocks as far as Yoongi can see. And--oh yeah, he was the one who suggested this, didn't he?

He turns back to Jungkook, considering his question for all of two seconds before offering an easy smile. "Everything else." And then, without thinking much about it, his hand finds the younger boy's, holding it lightly, companionably in his own. "Come on," he says, gently tugging Jungkook in the direction of the very first stand that happened to catch his eye--that one, right there by the produce and housewares. Huge baskets of flowers, every kind imaginable as far as what Yoongi can tell, spill out over long tables, crammed together so that it looks like a miniature oasis amidst the rest of the city. Yoongi can't exactly say why he was drawn to this one first--maybe because of the beauty of the flowers, or the rich, interesting colors. Maybe because they always seem to hold such inspiration for the younger boy still at his side.