Most of the time, Jungkook is the type to stroll through exhibits quickly, content to scan the area for a first impression rather than spending the additional time to look everything deeply through. It matters more to him to have a broad set of experiences, superficial that they may be, than to try and understand the ins and outs of what's in front of him. (Sometimes, he finds himself wondering if this is part of why he feels like he's so much slower, so much less learned than some of his hyungs.)

But this exhibit proves to be an exception. Jungkook lingers, his mouth gaping as he stares overhead, blindly grasping around until he's able to find Yoongi's hand and entwines their fingers together. Surrounded by the tank on all sides, this feels like the closest that Jungkook may ever come to being so far under the ocean, the closest he may ever come to understanding what the creatures down here see.

"Wow," he breathes, absentmindedly running his thumb over Yoongi's knuckle. "It's like we're in the ocean. How do they — this is crazy." He pulls to one side of the tunnel, pressing his palm flat against the class and feeling the concave surface.