It's a cold night and Yoongi is reading his book. Everything is calm but, of course, nothing can be calm for a long time if Kim Taehyung is less than 50 meters of you.  Where Yoongi tries to tell Tae a story so he can sleep  and Yoongi can't help but be extremely soft for Tae.

"Hyung." Taehyung turned his body his body so he could be facing the older. "Can I try something?" The lights coming from the lampposts in the street borught a pleasant light. Yoongi could see Taehyung's face. Yoongi knew what he wanted. And he wanted the same. "Yeah." he managed to breath out.