At first, Yoongi thought that was all he needed, to make Jungkook happy. Now, though, he knows differently. Now he knows he also needs desperately to keep him safe. As long as he can't, he knows, he'll always feel a little lacking. When Jungkook looks at him like this, though, when he says how happy he is, it gets a little easier for Yoongi to push back the doubt. For now, he tells himself, it's alright. As long as they're here together, nothing can touch them.

The soft press of lips against his coaxes a smile out of Yoongi and he leans forward to rest his forehead against Jungkook's. "Good," he whispers, shifting his hand down to rest against Jungkook's back, tracing soft lines up and down. Maybe he can't fix everything the way he wants to, but here and now, they're safe and happy. He can give Jungkook that. That's enough. "There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you."

He wonders if it should be frightening, to be so wholly consumed by someone else, to belong so completely to someone. Instead he finds it comforting. His life isn't only his own now. He has someone to share it with, keeping the loneliness at bay, making him happier than he's been in years. It feels like he has meaning now and purpose. If he can spend his life like this, he'll be unbelievably lucky.