"I think I should be the judge of that." That said Yoongi was already getting a hand under Namjoon's shirt, since he now had a good excuse, slowly pulling it up and leaning down to kiss his stomach, his chest, above his heart. He saw the scars, but luckily he had been prepares, so for not he pretended as if he didn't even notice. They could discuss it again later, if Namjoon wanted to talk. For now he would just show his appreciation.

"You got the kind of body I used to think I wanted to have, until I realised I just wanted a boy with a body like that."