The sounds from the beach, the chatter of other people, have faded into the background, unimportant, and Yoongi gazes out to the horizon. It seems impossibly far, nothing by sea and sky for unfathomable miles. With an arm draped over Jungkook's shoulder, Yoongi leans his side into him. "Yeah," he says. It almost seems as if they're alone for this. Certainly no one else matters, anyway, the suggestion of other people distant enough to ignore.

He imagines sailing off toward that far off line and never coming back, the pair of them journeying, exploring.

"It's beautiful."