Yoongi tucks that in somewhere safe--the way Jungkook sounds when he finally kisses him, the breathless whine of hyung against his lips, all for him. So sweet he can't help but indulge for a long, lingering moment, there against the door of Jungkook's apartment. I missed you doesn't even come close to the feeling that's been growing for the past few weeks apart. There's so much more to it. Sometimes the depth of how he feels for Jungkook surprises him still, knocks him straight in the chest and leaves him winded. Sometimes it doesn't take much at all, like seeing his boyfriend all dolled up and positively glowing with happiness, welcoming him home, pressing against his body so enthusiastically.
It's not easy, but eventually Yoongi does bring them back. He still wants to give Jungkook the pretty flowers, after all. And of course he needs to check in on Milk and give her some attention too, wiggling his fingers into her cage to feed treats to the silly little guinea pig. And it wouldn't be a proper visit if they didn't have dinner together, spend some time actually catching up and talking about nothing and everything. Certainly wouldn't be right if they didn't end up sitting together on the couch later in the evening, Jungkook nested between his legs, back against Yoongi's chest while the older man lounges back comfortably against the cushions, hand resting on his waist. There's a soft blanket tossed across them, pooling around Jungkook's chest, and by all accounts Yoongi's perfectly cozy and content--even if it means watching Titanic for the third time.
He likes the movie just fine on its own, but he can't deny that his favorite part has always been watching Jungkook get himself so immersed into it. It's exactly the kind of sweeping story that gets to the younger boy every time, and usually Yoongi soaks up every bit of his reactions. Usually lets the boy have his fun, holding him through it. He knows the exact moment when Jungkook starts to focus, really focus, and usually he keeps that particular piece of information to himself, but tonight isn't one of those nights. There's a reason why he dangled the carrot in front of Jungkook before, pulling away too soon, offering too little, after so much time apart. It's the same reason why he smooths his hand over Jungkook's flat little tummy thirty minutes into the movie, casually rubbing against the overalls that don't exactly cover much. "Are you warm enough, baby?"
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It's not easy, but eventually Yoongi does bring them back. He still wants to give Jungkook the pretty flowers, after all. And of course he needs to check in on Milk and give her some attention too, wiggling his fingers into her cage to feed treats to the silly little guinea pig. And it wouldn't be a proper visit if they didn't have dinner together, spend some time actually catching up and talking about nothing and everything. Certainly wouldn't be right if they didn't end up sitting together on the couch later in the evening, Jungkook nested between his legs, back against Yoongi's chest while the older man lounges back comfortably against the cushions, hand resting on his waist. There's a soft blanket tossed across them, pooling around Jungkook's chest, and by all accounts Yoongi's perfectly cozy and content--even if it means watching Titanic for the third time.
He likes the movie just fine on its own, but he can't deny that his favorite part has always been watching Jungkook get himself so immersed into it. It's exactly the kind of sweeping story that gets to the younger boy every time, and usually Yoongi soaks up every bit of his reactions. Usually lets the boy have his fun, holding him through it. He knows the exact moment when Jungkook starts to focus, really focus, and usually he keeps that particular piece of information to himself, but tonight isn't one of those nights. There's a reason why he dangled the carrot in front of Jungkook before, pulling away too soon, offering too little, after so much time apart. It's the same reason why he smooths his hand over Jungkook's flat little tummy thirty minutes into the movie, casually rubbing against the overalls that don't exactly cover much. "Are you warm enough, baby?"