myg + knj

"Ah," Yoongi says, extending the vowel and nodding solemnly, eyes twinkling, "so, I'm your second option now?" 

Namjoon looks at him in shock, shaking his head vehemently. "What? Hyung, no! I—No, not at all. I just..."

"Calm down, Joon-ah. Hyung's just teasing. I'd love to go," he chuckles lightly, searching Namjoon's eyes. But before he can find what he was looking for, Namjoon turns away. He reaches for him, resting his finger on his pulse point. He furrows his eyebrows at it. "What's making you nervous, Namjoon-ah?" 

"Huh?" Namjoon follows his gaze, looking at his wrist like it's his first time seeing it. "Uhm, caffeine?" 

Yoongi pulls him in, lets go of his wrist in favor of cradling his neck, and kisses him slowly and longer this time. 

This time, he moves with purpose and ease, but is still completely intoxicated by everything Namjoon is. He's handling it better now, even when Namjoon kisses back.