Jungkook giggles, selfishly pleased that he gets to be the one who gives Yoongi this, a day of sheer happiness, no other obligations tying them down. He presses both of his hands to Yoongi's cheeks, squishing them slightly, quick kisses pressed to his forehead, the tip of his nose, doting and fond. He wonders what Yoongi's father would think, if he could see his son like this, so full of life and vibrant in spite of how devoid of love their home is.

What Yoongi's mother would think, to see her son happy again.

"I'm glad we did this, too. Totally worth Jimin chewing me out," Jungkook agrees, swaying them slightly in the water, reminded suddenly of their slow dance, half a year ago. "Next year, we'll have you pick the destination, though. It's only fair, being your birthday and all."