The remark catches Jungkook by surprise. For some reason, he always defaults to assuming that Yoongi would enjoy any pastime that feels adult in nature — whether it be drinking, intimacy, or anything else. Most of them seem like activities that one gets better at with practice. But Jungkook can't complain, not when the few drinks have been enough to soften Yoongi like this, quiet and affectionate, drawing closer to Jungkook now than he has during any of their practice sessions.

It's cute.

Jungkook turns just a touch when he feels the weight on his shoulder, tilts his head just enough to rest his nose against the soft strands of Yoongi's hair. From here, it's impossible to miss Yoongi's scent, slightly sweet with sweat. Closing his eyes, Jungkook takes another deep breath, then lets out a slow sigh, a few of Yoongi's locks tickling his nose.

"I'd practice with you," Jungkook mumbles, voice thick and drowsy.