Some things apparently didn't change. Yoongi looked after Namjoon, his chest constricting painfully. It was funny, maybe, but the way Namjoon had just run out of him was so much like it had been when Namjoon ran from him after his confession. Really took the humour out of it and made it more like a gut punch.

He sighed and started noting down the numbers of the license plates that Namjoon had witnessed, glancing over at Gyungho. "Is there coffee yet?"