They’re standing in the bathroom. Because of course. 

Taehyung is sitting on the side of the bathtub as Jungkook is leaning against the sink, arms crossed, protecting himself from whatever destroying feeling might be bursting into his chest. Taehyung glances at the bathtub below him. 

« Hochull told me your nickname was bathtub boy. » He laughs a little, while Jungkook straightens his back a bit, a little shy at the sound of Hochull revealing one of the thing he didn’t particularly want Taehyung to know. 

Jungkook clears his throat, looking everywhere except the one face he never could forget.

« What are you doing ? 

- What ? »

Jungkook focuses on the sink. 

« What’s your job ? 

- I’m a teacher.

- You are ? 

- Yes. In Chul’s school. I’m not his teacher though so I don’t think he ever met me before today. »

Jungkook nods. 

« Did you know who he was ? »

Jungkook finally gazes at a Taehyung who smiles, staring at his eyes. 

« Your nephew looks a lot like you. I was frozen in the hallway the first time I saw him laugh with his friends. You and him… you have the same smile. »

Jungkook freezes, eyes watery. He nods. 

« He’s really cute. 

- He is. »

Jungkook nods, again and again, pulling back his eyes onto the floor. 

« So a teacher ? 

- Were you imagining something different ? 

- No. No I was imagining exactly that. I’m happy it’s true. » Jungkook finishes his sentence in a whisper that Taehyung likes too much for his own sanity.

« I bought your album. I bought ticket concerts to