It's impossible not to wonder what Namjoon is thinking in the ensuing silence, but Yoongi doesn't push. They both get like this at times, quiet where other people would start talking, keeping to themselves what others might share. It isn't born of a lack of affection or trust. It's simply who they are. So Yoongi lets Namjoon keep his silence, watching the waves until the other boy speaks again.

"Thinking about it," he says. "He absolutely will, so maybe I'll beat him to it. But it's going to be cold." He's psyching himself up for that. The waves themselves are inviting, but the thought of the cold water soaking through his jeans holds him at bay. Even the wind is chilly. The water can only be more so. "What about you?"