"Whatever. Hobi's occupied and the others don't know me at all." Yoongi was grateful that his father had kept him relatively secluded for most of his life, it certainly made things easier these days. "He won't recognise me either. If anything happens, just run."

That said he simply walked over, moving to dance up to Jimin. Jimin was a good dancer, no doubt, and Yoongi wasn't bad either when it came down to it, not that this really was about being a good dancer anyway. Not once he had his arms around him, mostly focused on being close and still sticking somewhat to the rhythm, turning his head to whisper near his ear.

"You are so hot."