Yoongi lets go of Jungkook's arm to slip his own around Jungkook's waist instead, tugging him close in a sideways hug. He likes to imagine a world in which he feels secure enough to pursue his music, knowing how much his mother wanted that for him. But it's comforting to think that, maybe, that isn't the most important thing. As long as he's happy, he knows, that would have been enough for her. And he can't imagine not being happy with Jungkook alongside him. Maybe there will be dark days, still, or times where nothing feels easy, and that's fine. They'll get through them together.

"We will," he says, quietly firm. "And we have time. It's not like we need to know right this minute." They have time before declaring majors and picking jobs becomes a necessity. In the meanwhile, they can make their plans together. "As long as we have enough to support ourselves, that's what counts. And to get a piano, of course."