Jungkook's ears start to burn as Yoongi describes the ways in which Jungkook helps him. It's a lot to take in — maybe not entirely a surprise, but the depth of it still leaves Jungkook feeling awestruck. He bites his lip at the thought that he might have helped Yoongi pull through tough days, even before they knew they loved each other in this way, wholly and without reserve. It makes his heart ache, realizing how much of a mirror they both were to one another.

There were definitely days when all Jungkook wanted was to sit in the classroom and listen to Yoongi play the piano.

He fiddles briefly with the basket, pulling it over to his lap, but a glance in Yoongi's direction has Jungkook staring for a few seconds longer, unspoken gratitude in his eyes. Whether or not Jungkook really deserves the world, he can't say. But with Yoongi in his life, Jungkook feels like he basically has it already.

"Yoongi's all I want, dad," Jungkook says, holding Yoongi's gaze for a second longer before he finally turns back to the basket, opening the lid and starting to rummage around for the food. "But don't worry, I'm not going to forget you. I brought mandu, mom's mandu. And mandarins and pears. I'm sure you'd want to share some with us, so I made sure to bring lots, so that you don't have to go hungry up there."

Jungkook pulls a smaller paper plate out of the basket, then a pair of chopsticks, quickly grabbing half a dozen mandu from the large plate — three each, it should be enough, Jungkook's never as hungry as he should be for these visits. The rest, he carefully lays in front of the altar, leaving an additional pair of chopsticks across the plate before passing his own over to Yoongi.

"Elder first," Jungkook grins.