"You're not," Seokjin says, that much immediate and certain. Jungkook is a better son than his father deserves and he shifts his hand a little, holding his friend's hand with fingers interlaced. With someone else, with the people they might want, the gesture might be loaded but Seokjin means it only as a way to share strength and offer comfort.

"You're a good son and brother. And I'm a little selfish anyway–I hate the apartment when it's empty." His smile is self-deprecating there but he expects it's not actually a surprise. There are ways in which he's transparent to his friends. "At last living alone gives me freedom to be who I really am. Sometimes."