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Min Yoongi and Kim Seokjin are a couple. At least that what their middle school friends would've said. When Yoongi came out as bisexual during the ninth grade, almost all of his classmates shipped him with 'Kim Seokjin from class A'. At first Yoongi shrugged it off since he didn't know who Kim Seokjin actually was. He actually didn't know anyone in Class A. And Yoongi could give his classmates one facial expression that would make them shut up. That was until he actually met Kim Seokjin. Yoongi admits, he is good looking, but to be honest, he doesn't feel any type of attraction towards the guy.
Until he learns that Kim Seokjin is a fucking asshole. On May 17th, they were at a party their mutual friend hosted, all Yoongi could remember from the party are his friends chanting 'YOONJIN' while pushing him towards Seokjin, forcing them both to take a picture. And Kim Seokjin had the fucking guts to flirt with him in front of 46 of their friends and 8 meddling mothers.
"Ah, Yoongi, you're so beautiful I can't say 'no'." Seokjin said, followed by an ocean of 'aww's from their friends. Yoongi's eyes widened and sent his death glare towards Seokjin but was only replied with a smirk from the broad shouldered boy.
Alright, Seokjin. Two can play at that game. He thought before he walked over to Seokjin.
A sea of cameras and flip phones was standing in front of him and waiting for him to stand next to Seokjin. But when his chest met Seokjin's shoulder blades, he stood on his tiptoes before pressing his palms on Seokjin's shoulders, and eventually pecking his cheeks. Multiple flashes were seen from the corner of Yoongi's eye and screams and squeals were heard. When he pulled away, he was satisfied when he saw a flustered Seokjin who looked at him with wide eyes. Yoongi teasingly wiped his bottom lip and winked before turning his back away from the taller male and walked away.
From that night, they both declared a flirting war. To decide who can flirt with each other best. Honestly, they didn't know why they had the 'war' in the first place. Yoongi admits that he just wanted to fight and flirt with someone.
It was no surprise to Yoongi that on Monday, people started to ask him if he was dating Seokjin. Yoongi just smirked as he playfully shrugged in reply.
"Do you realise that we've been tasting our tongues our entire life?" Yoongi asked out of the blue. His back was leaning on the trunk of a tree planted on the front yard of the school. He chuckled lightly when he spotted Taemin's eyes widening and Kyungsoo rolling his eyes as he sighs and continues his homework.
"Then why don't you taste mine for a change, Yoongi?" A voice that can easily be recognised as Seokjin's can be heard from behind the trunk.
Yoongi leaned foward and turned his head to see Seokjin sitting with his friends- Mark and Jieun, sitting on the grass with their textbooks on their laps. He raised his left eyebrow at Seokjin before replying. "Nahh, I think your throat would taste better." The response naturally escapes his lips, as if he's been flirting for years. Even though Yoongi has never talked like that in his life.
Their little 'flirt session' somehow became public knowledge in school. So obviously, lots of people (mostly classmates and lower graders) started to challenge him— or 'dare' him, as they called it, to flirt with Seokjin in public, in front of friends. He's pretty sure Seokjin got more, because he's higher on the social hierarchy. Not that Yoongi minded, he loved attention from the middle school community as much as the next middle school student, but it was just that his grade never forgot about anything and would bring every single embarrassing moment up in gatherings or parties.
"There's Seokjin!" Taemin said in a giddy voice while shaking Yoongi's arm to get his attention.
Yoongi didn't look up from his book. "So?" He replied, as he kept reading Han Kang's Human Acts.
He only felt his arm being shaken harder by Taemin before being answered. "Yoongiiiii!" Taemin let out a childlike whine. "My 'yoonjin' heart needs to be fed."
Yoongi sighed. "What?!" He said in his annoyed tone. Taemin can be pretty annoying that it sometimes makes Yoongi want to shove a fist into his mouth crawl into a hole and die, but he loved the kid to death though.
"Talk to him!" Taemin's voice sounded like he was going to beg anytime soon. "I haven't seen you guys talking to each other!"
Yoongi raised an eyebrow at him. "You have." He responded but Taemin only pouted. "Alright, fine. But you owe me." Yoongi eventually gave in— much to his dismay, and he sees Taemin's expression change from a (disgusting) pout to a happy puppy. He put a bookmark between his pages before closing his book and turning his head to look at Seokjin who was talking to the upper graders. Probably tenth graders. Yoongi thought.
"Yah! Seokjin!" He shouted, before thinking of something to say. Seokjin turned his attention from his conversation to Yoongi. He noticed that other students in the area started to turn their heads to look at the two males. "Take me to an art museum and make out with me!" An explosion of squeals (including Taemin's) and 'ooh's made Yoongi roll his eyes as he waited for a reply from Seokjin.
Seokjin waited until the squeals died down before responding. "But they said not to touch the masterpieces!" Seokjin replied with a slightly quieter voice since the area around them was literally silent. A louder sound of 'ooh's were heard from the audience of students.
Yoongi hoped that there weren't any teachers around for what he was about to say next. He took a deep breath. "Well, I need someone to nail me to the wall!" He wasn't met with squeals or 'ooh's but rather a deathly silence from the students who were wide-eyed. Shit. Yoongi thought. He'd probably just earned his reputation as the student with the large sex appetite. But hey. Yoongi could live with that. A bad reputation is better that no reputation at all, right?
A faint shade of pink coloured Seokjin cheeks— Yoongi swore he saw it, but Seokjin covered it up with a devilish smirk.
Much to Yoongi's surprise, his reputation wasn't damaged. He was still the smart kid who knew every answer in Mathematics and Physics, the one who was always chosen to play the piano during school performances, the student who spent his lunch time reading instead of actually eating. The only problem was that people started addressing him as 'Seokjin's boyfriend', and Seokjin as 'Yoongi's boyfriend'. And words spread like wildfire.
Some teachers started asking him whether or not he was dating Seokjin. Yoongi would tell them the truth and reply with 'no'. However, the teachers were such gossips that sometimes they would reply with 'oh, come on'. Especially his biology teacher— Mrs. Shin. From what he heard, Mrs. Shin immediately applied to teach Biology after graduating from Konkuk. Yoongi thought that she's still hanging on to her younger years and refusing to accept that she's old.
The flirting and rumours don't stop there, they were taken to the mobile world. Everytime Yoongi opened his phone to text his mom that his class was already dimissed— he received a bunch of texts from unknown numbers.
Unknown Number: Yoongiiii is the thing between you and Seokjin truee?????
Unknown Number: Yoongi-hyung, are you really dating Seokjin-hyung?
Unknown Number: OMG tell me the rumours between you and seokjin-oppa are real
And Yoongi only ignored the messages. Eventually it started to pile up and it's getting even more annoying when Yoongi hears his notification ringtone go off and only finding a message from an unknown number regarding him and Seokjin. After he got Seokjin's number, he immediately opened his phone and texted the bastard.
Min Yoongi:
This is all your fault you know
Why did you have to fucking flirt with me???
All my messages are literally about you
Asshole
15.08
He received a reply not long after he sent those messages.
Kim Seokjin:
yOU WERE THE ONE WHO KISSED ME
MY PARENTS ASKED ME IF I HAD A BOYFRIEND
so guess what
it's not one sided Yoongi-chi
15.10
Yoongi-chi? The word sounded unfamiliar to his ears, he almost thought it was disgusting. No one had ever called him with a nickname. Even his own parents called him 'Yoongi' since he could remember. His grandparents called him 'Yoongi', his older cousins called him 'Yoongi', and the closest thing to a nickname he'd ever gotten from his older brother was 'dickhead'.
Min Yoongi
Whatever you say Seokjinnie
He smirked to himself after he typed the nickname. Even though 'Seokjinnie' doesn't sound as lovey-dovey as 'Yoongi-chi', it still gave Yoongi some pleasure in saying it.
Flirting with Seokjin has become a daily routine for Yoongi. He wakes up, he goes to school, he takes classes, he has lunch, he takes more classes, and he goes home. Somewhere between those six activities he will run into Kim Seokjin, and when he runs into Kim Seokjin, they flirt. And because of how 'close' they are, Seokjin starts to borrow money from Yoongi to buy.
"Yoongi-chii, if you love me you'll give me money for chocolate milk." Seokjin pleased in a 'sweet' voice.
Yoongi only rolled his eyes in reply but gave Seokjin the money anyway. And he would be lying if he said that his heart warmed up when he saw Seokjin smile.
~
The flirting continued even in high school. It also got a little more intimate. Seokjin and Yoongi would randomly sit on each other's laps in front of their friends. A long time ago Yoongi would've said that Seokjin started it first because he was the one to sit on Yoongi's lap. Now he's not so sure anymore. The two males would have PDA during school hours that sometimes even Yoongi wondered if he wasn't dating Seokjin.
Sometimes, Yoongi got so used to flirting with Seokjin up to the point where he can't help but feel 'a certain way', whenever he saw another student flirting with Seokjin. He'd play with his fingers and not so subtly stare at Seokjin and whoever he was talking to.
"Are you jealous?" Kyungsoo would ask.
Sometimes Yoongi is annoyed by how observant his friend really is. "No," he replied. "Of course not."
"Yes, you are." Taemin teased. "I can see it all over your face."
"Taemin, shut up." He responded. "And besides, why would I be jealous? I don't even like Seokjin."
At that point, Yoongi wondered who he was trying to convince, his friends or himself. Of course he didn't like Seokjin. He was just a friend who he flirts with.
They were each other's homecoming dates. Obviously. Although, nothing major happened that night. Except for the fact that they shared an awkward dance, and took homecoming pictures as a 'couple'.
Yoongi would never admit it, but it was one of the nights he truly enjoyed.
Graduation rolled around the corner and Yoongi couldn't be happier. He got into Konkuk University in Seoul, which was one of his dream schools, and he got to study Contemporary Writing and Production. Most of all, he'd leave all of Seokjin behind. Although he can't help but feel like he'll be missing it. All the teasing and the flirting and the bickering and the nicknames. He can't help but get used to it over the years. But, he can't flirt with Seokjin for the rest of his life.
After all, all good things must come to an end.
~
Yoongi realised, he might've said it to soon.
His first few weeks in Konkuk were going really well. He's excelling in his classes, and his friends aren't that bad. He met a kid named Kim Namjoon, a student younger than him who graduated high school early because of his genius IQ.
One night, Namjoon invited Yoongi to a small get together that one of his friends was hosting. Yoongi agreed because he really needed more friends than Namjoon anyways.
There was Jung Hoseok, Namjoon's friend who's in his final year of high school and the host of the party. Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin, a.k.a Namjoon's younger brother and his best friend. Those two are inseparable, Yoongi thought, when he saw the two high schoolers sitting side by side. And Jeon Jeongguk, a student who was two years younger than Taehyung and Jimin. A fucking baby.
Honestly, Yoongi wasn't used to being in a circle where the rest were younger than him. It made him feel old, to be honest. Namjoon said that another one of his friends were the same age as Yoongi, and that he also invited him over. Yoongi knew right then that the two would be good friends and was quite excited to meet this friend.
Except when he realised that Namjoon's friend was Seokjin.
Kim fucking Seokjin. The Kim Seokjin. The Seokjin who flirted with him back in middle and high school. The Seokjin who would tease some cash out of Yoongi. The Seokjin who would give him flying kisses across the school hall or even the cafeteria, when everyone was clearly looking. The Seokjin who he kind of missed.
And all of a sudden he's back in Daegu. Wearing a school uniform and carrying a plain black bag, with a novel tucked under his armpit. And he's sitting in the field of grass or in a random table in the cafeteria or playing basketball with Taemin and Kyungsoo. Oh, God how he misses those two. Seokjin would always run into him sometime after class, and they would flirt a couple of times before going back to their businesses like nothing ever happened.
When Seokjin stepped inside the room, Yoongi swore he froze on the spot. Because Seokjin was there, and he was blond. It was like going to a toy store and seeing your once favourite toy remodelled. Or when a publisher released a new cover of your favourite book. Somehow, he knew that Seokjin was feeling the same way, because he looked petrified when he recognises Yoongi with silver hair.
And then he heard the familiar voice. "Yoongi-chii!" Seokjin shouted, and Yoongi didn't cringe at it, not like he used to. Maybe he really has grown into the nickname.
He rolled his eyes while chuckling before replying like he always does. "Yes, Seokjinnie?"
A quiet giggle escaped Seokjin's mouth before his lips formed a small smile.
"Wait, a second. You two know each other?" Namjoon questioned, his index finger pointing back and forth between the two eldest.
The two quickly told the younger five about their 'history' back in middle and high school. Without forgetting to flirt while telling the story. It made Yoongi feel like a parent telling his children how he and his husband met. In a way, he felt that Seokjin felt it too. Sometimes he laughed fondly at the memories he was telling. It seemed so long ago, even though it happened just a few years go. Almost distant.
He learnt that Seokjin also went to Konkuk, and that he's majoring in Acting. It suits him. He doesn't forget to say that to the blond.
When the night is over, Yoongi realised that maybe he can handle Kim Seokjin in college.
~
It's been a year since that night.
The seven boys became close friends and hung out whenever they could. Most of the time it was in a small coffee shop in Sinchon, because it was close to Jeongguk's school, and Yonsei— Hoseok's university. Yoongi realised that whenever they hung out, he would always flirt with Seokjin. It's like nothing ever changed, except for the fact that they got older. Yoongi wants to stop, but honestly; flirting with Seokjin isn't a habit anymore, it's become his character instead.
Yoongi's afraid of making them uncomfortable. But sometimes it rolls off his tongue so naturally without him even realising. Once he tried to not flirt with Seokjin, for just a single occasion. He felt like succeeded. Until Taehyung asked what it meant when Yoongi said he'd rather do Seokjin for 3 hours than finish a test. He was convinced that there were two souls living inside his body.
The thought literally made sense to him.
Once, Jeongguk asked if they were dating. The two quickly replied with a 'no', that it sounded like they were lying. They weren't. That was obvious. But when looking from another point of view; that sounded like an obvious lie. Although, they quickly learned to deal with the constant flirting and the teasing and the nicknames.
"Hyung, do you like him?" Namjoon once asked him. It doesn't take Yoongi twice for him to know who Namjoon was talking about. The truth is, yes. Honestly, Seokjin was good-looking, smart, polite, and he was funny. What's not to like? He would make a good boyfriend, and even a good spouse.
Yoongi sighed before answering. "Yeah, in a good way I suppose. We've been around each other for a while, he's a great guy."
Namjoon nodded before asking again. "Have you ever had feelings for him? Like, romantic ones or in a way that feels different?"
Yoongi paused to think for a while. To be honest, he didn't know.
However, this is what he knew.
Seokjin was a part of his life that's been around longer than some of the other parts. In a way, Seokjin is a type of fitzcarraldo. An image that's in mind in ways similar to when a note is smuggled between pages of a book. And Seokjin himself reminds Yoongi of characters in a movie that will forever be memorable even when the actors are old and grey and forgotten.
Being with Seokjin is comfortable, he was a friend after all. And yet, sometimes Yoongi finds himself treating Seokjin in a different way. Maybe Seokjin really was 'more than a friend' as his friends once said. But he was a still a friend.
"No," Yoongi answered, it sounded like a lie, but it wasn't. "He's just a friend."
~
It's May and exams are coming up.
Yoongi's dorm smells like coffee and newly bought paper. He can't deny the late nights he spent studying exam materials while ordering delivery coffee online. Sometimes Namjoon calls to check up on him, if only he had his genius IQ. That kid probably didn't even need to study. Their calls always end up with Namjoon dropping off a cup of coffee at Yoongi's dorm and Yoongi goes back to cramming his brains out.
It's late and Yoongi's eyes are twitching from reading so much. His brain has no trace of the last four paragraphs he's been reading. His brain and his eyes are desperate for sleep. But his hands are too goddamn weak to shut the laptop. He's thinking of falling asleep right now, with his head rested on the palm of his hand and sitting cross legged on his couch with his laptop on the pillow above his lap.
There was a buzz from his phone. His hands automatically pick it up and he slides his thumb across the screen before bringing the device close to his ear.
"Yes?" He answers the call and waits for Namjoon's voice.
"Yoongi?" A voice replies, but it wasn't Namjoon, it was Seokjin's. He admits, it was weird not hearing him flirt or call him with the usual 'yoongi-chi'. "You, okay? You sound a little dead." Seokjin asks, adding a small chuckle in between his words.
Yoongi lets out a small chuckle. "I'm fine, just studying for exams, that's all."
"Aish, you're always like this when studying." Another chuckle. And then a small pause. "If I'm bothering you, I could call another time—"
"No, you're actually not." Yoongi cuts him off, sounding a little bit sarcastic. He hopes Seokjin doesn't hear it that way. "I'm not being sarcastic, by the way. You're not bothering me, at all." He tries to clarify.
A chuckle was heard from the other side and Yoongi lets out a breath he's been holding. "I was wondering if you got the invitation?"
Yoongi made an expression even though he knew Seokjin couldn't see him. God, he really needs to check his emails more often, because he doesn't remember receiving a single invitation since the last time he opened his email. Which was days ago. Whoops. "Invitation for what?"
"Oh, well I'm guessing you haven't received it yet, but," Seokjin pauses and Yoongi worries for a second, "Jieun's getting married. The invitation was for her wedding." He replies.
Yoongi waits for a second before saying his response, because Seokjin ended his sentence like he was about to add something. But Seokjin sounds like he's letting the words die in his mouth. "Oh," Yoongi responds, "are you going?"
"Actually, that's why I called. I was thinking," Yoongi leans back on his sofa as he waits for Seokjin to continue. "Do you want to go together? As dates. Like old times." The two are left with a familiar feeling, even with their countless flirting, the two would always hesitate to ask each other about anything. Yoongi doesn't know why, but it always felt like taking off a mask.
But Yoongi smiles at the feeling of being side-by-side with Seokjin. "Sure, why not?" Yoongi replies. He hesitates to say something, but mentally says 'fuck you' to the voice preventing him. "You know I'd do anything for you, Seokjinnie." He says, and the air between them becomes a little less awkward.
"How flattering, Yoongi-chi," Seokjin replies and the two laugh after that. Yoongi smiles after he catches his breath, and he can feel that Seokjin is smiling too. "Goodnight, Yoongi-chi." He says like to Yoongi in a similar voice that lovers use.
"Goodnight, Seokjinnie. Sleep well." Yoongi replies before he hangs up.
He would be lying if he said his heart didn't flutter.
~
The wedding is on May 17th.
Yoongi remembered exactly what happened on May 17th, 6 years ago. But doesn't mention it to Seokjin or the others. Because he knows that if they know he remembers, they'll tease him for it. Plus, they might think that he's in love with Seokjin. Which is not true, obviously. He's just a friend, after all, a friend who's spent about a quarter of his life with.
He's currently waiting for Seokjin in the parking lot, just a block from the venue, while watching other guests walk to the building. Some taking pictures first (a group of three girls asked him to take a picture of them), and some others leaving their gifts on the area where you're supposed to leave your gifts. Yoongi leans his head on the concrete wall, as he taps his phone against his palm repeatedly.
"Yoongi-chi!" A familiar voice calls from the other side of the parking lot.
He chuckles before lowering his sight to look for Seokjin. And oh, shit. Seokjin looks fucking good in a suit. His blond hair was pulled back into a comma-like shape, which revealed his forehead. Yoongi can't help but gawk, because the man walking towards him is fucking beautiful.
"Like what you see, Yoongi-chi?" He playfully teases, and Yoongi snaps out of his thoughts.
He faked a chuckle, because yes, he does like what he sees, before replying. "Don't flatter yourself, Seokjinnie."
"You don't look so bad yourself, Yoongi." Seokjin compliments, and they smile at each other for a few seconds before Yoongi turns his back as a sign that he's going into the building. He waits until he feels Seokjin's figure beside his before walking in.
They arrive in the middle of a speech that an older man is giving, Yoongi assumes that's either Jieun's or the groom's father. He spots other guests getting food from the buffet before sitting themselves. Yoongi's hand finds Seokjin's sleeve and tugs on it lightly.
"Should we get some food?" He suggests, and Seokjin only nods in reply.
The two sit themselves in a table with unmarked seats, there was another couple sitting in the same table, but Yoongi didn't even bother to introduce himself to them, seeing that they were to busy gossiping about the champagne. The girl was foreign, he can tell by the unfamiliar accent that makes him want to laugh. He hears Seokjin snicker beside him, so Yoongi (also snickering) nudges his date lightly with his elbow.
"Yoongi?!" A familiar voice calls, although he can't tell who. He turns his head as sees who he assumes is Taemin. It's only been two years, but he seems like a completely different person. "Aish, it really is you!" The way he speaks, Yoongi realises, hasn't changed at all.
Yoongi smiles fondly at the younger male. "Good to see you, Taemin-ah," he greets and stands up to hug the black haired boy.
When they pull away, Taemin's attention immediately changes. "Is that Seokjin?" He questions.
"It sure is," Seokjin responds as he turns around and stands up. They share a brief hug
"So, you guys are each other's dates?" Taemin teasingly asks, knowing well enough what the answer was.
Yoongi rolls his eyes, the kid hasn't changed a bit. "You know very well what's the answer to that," he answers. "Anyways, did you bring anyone?"
He sees Taemin's cheeks turn a faint shade of pink before responding. "My girlfriend, her name's Naeun. But she's currently in the bathroom." He replies, and there was a pregnant pause between the three. "Anyways, I'll see you guys around." He says before awkwardly walking out of their sight.
They continued to sit down in silence for thirty minutes. Some kind of dance music is playing, and honestly it's bothering Yoongi. It would be a good time to leave but they haven't even congratulated Jieun yet. That's basically the same as crashing a wedding. He's is resisting the urge to take out his phone and pass the time with it. He sighs as he lifts his head and stares at the ceiling uncomfortably.
Seokjin seems to have telepathy. "Do you wanna go outside? It's kind of noisy in here." Seokjin suggests as if he read Yoongi's mind. Yoongi nods and follows Seokjin to one of the open doors.
The two end up in a balcony under the moonlight. Yoongi sees three empty champagne glasses on the ledge, and wonders about the people before them. Seokjin is leaning forward with his elbows pressed against the ledge, and Yoongi finds himself in a similar position.
"It's May 17th," Seokjin says out of the blue, and Yoongi stares at him for a while, because he's wondering if Seokjin remembers it too.
A chuckle escapes Yoongi's lips. "Ah, yes. The night I kissed you on the cheek with fifty of our friends watching." He accidentally blurts out, and looks away in embarrassment. Damn that champagne.
Seokjin stays quiet and Yoongi can literally feel his eyes on him. "You remembered?"
Shit. Yoongi swallows his pride anyways, and tells Seokjin the truth. "Yeah, I actually never forgot."
"I didn't either."
Seokjin turns his head to face Yoongi, the two stare into each other's before Yoongi realises something. Oh, God.
He's in love with Seokjin.
He has been for the past six years. The realisation hits him like a truck. How is it possible to not know if you love someone? But the truth is, Yoongi has always been somewhat ignorant. Not only about other people, but apparently about himself too. He starts to think of all the reasons he didn't know that he loved Seokjin. Maybe he was scared, about it being one-sided. But why would Yoongi care about that? Having real feelings for Seokjin, was just like taking off a mask, he thinks. He's put on a facade for one person for too long, that maybe he didn't want to reveal himself.
"Can you tell me the truth?" Seokjin asks, and Yoongi replies with a hum. "Did you ever have feelings for me?"
Yoongi wants to lie and say 'no'. But a part of him wants to say 'yes', but then add 'a long time ago', to make it seem like he got over him. "Yes," Yoongi responds and prepares to add the rest of his sentence. But his brain is apparently not synchronised with his mind. "I still do," he adds in a quieter tone before immediately regretting what he just said.
Yoongi expects silence and a simple 'oh' as an answer from Seokjin. But that's not what he got.
"Is that the truth?" Seokjin asks again, and Yoongi stays quiet. "If this is just a joke to y—"
"It is the truth." Yoongi cuts him off, and looks down at the pool below the balcony. "Why?"
Seokjin sighs and purses his lips. "Because, I do too."
What Seokjin says takes him by surprise. Seokjin? The Kim Seokjin had has feelings for him? The same person who gives flying kisses to everyone he sees? He hopes that Seokjin really was telling the truth. Because what Yoongi is about to do next will most probably ruin their friendship.
"Good," Yoongi tries to smile as he answers. Seokjin looks at him with his eyebrows furrowed. "Because I can finally do this."
Yoongi places his hands on Seokjin face as he pulls him in for a kiss. When Seokjin isn't kissing him back, he slows down and prepares to pull away. But when he does, Seokjin places his hands on Yoongi's waist and pulls him back in before kissing him back. Fucking hell. Seokjin really was a good kisser. The kiss is similar to when lovers meet after being separated for a long time.
They don't stop kissing. Even when Yoongi sees a camera flash from the corner of his eye. He just sighs and keeps on kissing Seokjin.
His Seokjinnie.
And he knows Seokjin feels the same way.