As long as he'll have me, Jungkook repeats in his mind, smiling as he glances over at Yoongi. It's not that he expects that there will come a day when Yoongi doesn't want him — there's been absolutely no indication of that whatsoever in their dating life so far. But Jungkook wonders, sometimes. Little niggling voices at the back of his head that wonder what should happen if he can't quite keep up. He's not quite as good at his classes as Yoongi is, even though he's pretty sure he can learn how to study twice as hard.

And sometimes, when they've been apart and Jungkook doesn't have the luxury of seeing Yoongi's soft, affectionate gaze, Jungkook finds himself wondering what it is about him that's drawn Yoongi in at all.

But those voices has been quiet as of late, receding with the passage of time.

He's so good for me, Jungkook thinks to no one in particular. Maybe Yoongi's mom will hear. Maybe his dad will.

"Ah, I need to work so much harder on that piece," Jungkook laughs, slightly self-deprecating. "Yoongi's so good, mother, he already plays laps around me. But it's also unfair because he has a piano at home, and all I can do is print out keys and try to tap notes on my desk. For now, I always have to wait until I'm able to visit. Maybe you can bless me with a little more skill so that I can catch up."