Jungkook takes a deep breath when Yoongi asks for him to lead the way. He was expecting it, going to see his dad first. It feels easier for him this way, starting with the parent he's always felt love from, the parent for whom he no longer has any negative memories of. This path is one that he's taken so many times that he can practically do so with his eyes closed; he lets them slide shut now for the first few steps, up the sloping path, wind rustling through the short winter grass.
His pictures his father's face, smiling. All of his relatives have always remarked that Jungkook's smile lines are practically lifted from his father, right down to the scrunch of his nose. Jungkook isn't sure whether or not that's impacted the way that he's chosen to smile over the years, wide and laughing, but he likes the idea of it coming from his father. Likes that there's something physical about himself that he can hold onto, like it gives his father a longer life on this planet.
"I'm told that my dad was a big eater, so he'd probably like to see you eat well too," Jungkook says, lifting his chin almost proudly as they start to climb the steps, the path branching off to either side towards family plots. Jungkook keeps moving onward, some distance yet to go before reaching his dad's. "He liked music a lot, too. Mom says he sang off-key in the shower, which I don't really remember, but I think he used to sing to me a lot when I was really little. I kind of remember it, anyway. The sound of his voice."
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His pictures his father's face, smiling. All of his relatives have always remarked that Jungkook's smile lines are practically lifted from his father, right down to the scrunch of his nose. Jungkook isn't sure whether or not that's impacted the way that he's chosen to smile over the years, wide and laughing, but he likes the idea of it coming from his father. Likes that there's something physical about himself that he can hold onto, like it gives his father a longer life on this planet.
"I'm told that my dad was a big eater, so he'd probably like to see you eat well too," Jungkook says, lifting his chin almost proudly as they start to climb the steps, the path branching off to either side towards family plots. Jungkook keeps moving onward, some distance yet to go before reaching his dad's. "He liked music a lot, too. Mom says he sang off-key in the shower, which I don't really remember, but I think he used to sing to me a lot when I was really little. I kind of remember it, anyway. The sound of his voice."