"Yeah," Yoongi say, a soft exhale, lips quirking into a small smile. "I was thinking that, too. That maybe I should be, but... I'm not. I'm happy." Even today, fear just barely behind him, he's so exquisitely happy, he doesn't know how to put it into words. Maybe he has more to worry about now, but it's different. The anxiety of the time before Jungkook was meaningless, senseless; now it comes from having someone he loves more than life itself. It feels like a fair trade.

He closes his eyes, too, quiet for a moment. "So fucking happy. And safe. It's not scary, it's just safe." That's why it doesn't frighten him, he thinks — because it's Jungkook. Because he knows he's so deeply loved, he has nothing to worry about. Jungkook won't ever hurt or leave him. It's like he's just said. As long as they're at each other's side, they can figure everything else out together. For the first time in a long time, there's solid ground under his feet again.