"I dunno, I don't have your legs." Namjoon grinned a little, relief washing over him. He had a lot of reasons to be on edge, especially given how much his dad had hated every last bit of him - it was woven in there, he hated so much of himself too. He worried so much about Tae being the same, he really hoped he was young enough to not notice. "I would love to see you in ladies leggings, gotta say. Your legs really are sexy."

Sticking out his tongue playfully, he leaned forward and nabbed some sushi, sitting back and trying to focus outside of just Yoongi. "All of you is. No wonder Jiminie wants to marry you, so handsome. Like a prince."