The thought of that takes Yoongi by surprise. It sounds so nice, gathering together like a family despite the impossible divide. When he and his father come together, their visits are always marked by oppressive silence. Yoongi doesn't expect anything else. To think of these visits as something that could be lighter, easier, is somehow soothing.
So is the kiss to his cheek. Coming to see his mother isn't easy, but it feels so much better with Jungkook at his side. His heart still aches, but it's a different aspect of loss now from most visits. He always misses her so much it hurts, a physical pain in his chest, but today he just wishes desperately she could really meet Jungkook. Maybe she would change her mind if she could; she'd see how happy he is and that would be enough. That's all she ever wanted for him, to be happy.
He gazes at Jungkook, smiling softly, and nods. "I'm ready to meet him, too," he says. "Lead the way." He hopes that, whatever this visit brings, he'll feel some kind of peace from it, something to make him feel their parents approve. "I like that idea. Eating a meal together. It's nice."
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So is the kiss to his cheek. Coming to see his mother isn't easy, but it feels so much better with Jungkook at his side. His heart still aches, but it's a different aspect of loss now from most visits. He always misses her so much it hurts, a physical pain in his chest, but today he just wishes desperately she could really meet Jungkook. Maybe she would change her mind if she could; she'd see how happy he is and that would be enough. That's all she ever wanted for him, to be happy.
He gazes at Jungkook, smiling softly, and nods. "I'm ready to meet him, too," he says. "Lead the way." He hopes that, whatever this visit brings, he'll feel some kind of peace from it, something to make him feel their parents approve. "I like that idea. Eating a meal together. It's nice."