Yoongi helps Jungkook wiggle his way off his body, hands steadying the boy's waist as his shaky limbs plop him down on the bed. He doesn't move too far though, still tucked right into Yoongi's side, which is just as well because Yoongi isn't keen on letting him go. Or moving himself, for that matter. The only thing he has half a mind to do is grab a few tissues from Jungkook's bedside table and wipe up the mess they left on each other. It's more for Jungkook's sake than his own, but once he tosses the tissues aside he's back to focusing his attention on his boyfriend. His boyfriend who's curled up next to him like the perfect fit, looking so content and cozy it makes Yoongi's chest give another sharp throb. He could say it then, too. He could say it in the dark, pressed right there to Jungkook's cheek.

Instead he snuggles a little closer, hand still resting lightly on the younger boy's bare waist. Not like there's any reason to get dressed again anyways. The thought suddenly brings a memory to mind, and Yoongi laughs under his breath imagining what happened last visit, the sound raspy but soft. "Your pig didn't make any noise this time. Thank god." Yoongi's not sure if he'll ever be used to the tiny creature's distinct, unexpected sounds, much less its presence in Jungkook's bedroom. He knows it sounds ridiculous, but he wants his alone time with Jungkook...to be just his alone time with Jungkook. He can't help but feel that the pet knows something's going on. Before he even realizes what he's saying, Yoongi continues to mumble sleepily, "When we get our own place one day maybe he can have his own room."