Yoongi smiles, though it's a little wistful. Even in the best moments, he can't help it if thoughts of his mother are softened with a kind of melancholy; the brightest memories are a little dimmer, tinged with regret.

"You see?" he says, leading the way down the path. "If she understands that... if I can make her see I'll keep you safe... maybe she'll come around." He doesn't dare hope that Jungkook's mother will simply accept them. Such understanding is difficult enough to expect even among their changing generation; he assumes its absence entirely from their parents. It feels safer that way. But if he could just show her how much he loves Jungkook, how willing he is to do whatever he has to to make sure they're protected and happy together — if she loves Jungkook as much as she seems to, maybe that will be enough. "I mean, we want the same thing."