Min Yoongi.

No, he absolutely wasn't sitting in the living room, snuggled in blankets and surrounded by soft pillows almost as if he was trying to hide, watching their recent live performance on Youtube, secretly only focusing on what a specific black haired male did, spitting out his rap and only putting the whole show on fire, making the crowd chanting louder than before. Well, Jeongguk couldn't deny that his cheeks weren't on fire, still not able to explain himself how actually hot one can be just by rapping and gasping for air to start off with the next line of his part, oh and mind you, with Jeongguk remembering every word of Yoongi's lyrics, mouthing them as his eyes kept following every move of Yoongi on the screen. Not even the bright lights and the loud screaming of the fans could really catch Jeongguk's attention as much as the rapper did, Jeongguk's eyes weren't leaving Yoongi. Luckily he had earphones plugged in, so that no one could hear how he was repeating to watch Yoongi's part of the performance. He wasn't sure how many times he had rewatched the same part, but often enough to convince himself that he had the hots for the older guy. But why Yoongi out of all? He could have had Jimin, who was clinging on him most of the time, or even Taehyung with his boxy grin, who cuddled him often, but no he had heart and eyes for the rather serious guy named Min Yoongi, someone he barely talked to, someone who was here, but yet so far away. He knew he could trust Yoongi, just like the other members but having a crush on him, made things complicated for Jeongguk. No one would ever talk to their crush openly. Not in a million years would he go to Yoongi and tell him: ,,Yo, I have a crush on you and I keep watching your performances; could you show me some of your tongue technology?"