I hope so, Jungkook thinks to himself. I hope so. I really, really hope so.
There's a certain realism in Yoongi's words even now. Even as he offers Jungkook reassurances, there's a certain softness in the tone that gives Yoongi away. Not quite hesitation, Jungkook thinks, but instead a softly protective tone, one that tries to build up courage but thicken skin at the same time. If Jungkook's mom doesn't come around, they still want the same thing. They'll still be okay.
And Jungkook has to believe that eventually, eventually his mother will understand, even if shock makes it hard to at first.
"You'll probably win her over with how responsible you are," Jungkook muses with a small smile. "And how lovely the piano sounds under your fingers."
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There's a certain realism in Yoongi's words even now. Even as he offers Jungkook reassurances, there's a certain softness in the tone that gives Yoongi away. Not quite hesitation, Jungkook thinks, but instead a softly protective tone, one that tries to build up courage but thicken skin at the same time. If Jungkook's mom doesn't come around, they still want the same thing. They'll still be okay.
And Jungkook has to believe that eventually, eventually his mother will understand, even if shock makes it hard to at first.
"You'll probably win her over with how responsible you are," Jungkook muses with a small smile. "And how lovely the piano sounds under your fingers."