Jungkook listens intently as Yoongi explains the worry his mother had for him in the past. It's certainly not hard to imagine. Even without knowing what it's like to be a parent, Jungkook thinks that he would worry too — even worries now for the both of them, with all the strength and resolve he knows they have. It's still dangerous to be queer in this country, and the progress towards understanding feels all too slow.

"If she was just worried about you getting hurt... that seems like she'd probably understand," Jungkook says quietly, his chest twisting with the thought that he has nothing even remotely as tangible to really know what his parents would have wanted for him. "I guess I never had any talks like that. When I was little, sure, I liked both girls and boys, but it wasn't — it wasn't hard for me to believe that girls were for marrying and boys were for being best friends. And once I was older, I became pretty private."

Jungkook ducks his head, a flicker of something between embarrassment and disappointment crossing over his features, cheeks warm and flushed.

"I guess I'm pretty straight-passing, huh?" Jungkook asks, his brow furrowed.