Jungkook curls in and Seokjin immediately wraps his arms tightly around him. "I wish I could too," he says, reaching over to wipe away any other tears. It's easy to forget when Jungkook is so often the most gifted, most clever of the group, that they really are so many years apart. Sometimes, Seokjin realizes it and fears he's going to get left behind if he doesn't hone any talents. Then there are times like this when he's resolved to protect Jungkook more than any other person.

"I think, all the time, what if I just went crazy and bought seven plane tickets? We could just run away to America or something. Someplace where we could be safe. From everything." He smiles regretfully, thinking of the version of himself he'd so briefly been during his study abroad, one that he's had to pack away in Seoul.