Jungkook stares at the letters in his grandfather’s cupboard and scrunches his eyes in confusion. He’d been cleaning out the man’s cupboard and helping his mother with her move when he came across a box taped shut. Moving the box itself proved to be a task in itself and Jungkook frowned trying to think of what could his father possibly have hidden in it.

He’s not sure what compelled him to open the box but he sure wasn’t expecting to find it filled with letters addressed to a certain Kim Taehyung . “Mom!” he yells out, walking into the kitchen to find her putting her cutlery into the cardboard boxes. “Mom,” he calls out again and when the woman turns toward him, he raises the letter and waves it as he says, “are these important?”

“What are they?” the old lady wonders out loud, wiping her dusty hands on her apron and walking up towards him to get a better look at the letter her son was holding.

“They’re letters.” Jungkook shrugs, letting his mother examine the old paper. “I found them in Grandpa’s cupboard. There’s a lot more where that came from.” he elaborates, pointing at the letter.

His mother meets his eyes with a look of bewilderment and recognition, “they’re addressed to Kim Taehyung.” A gentle smile on her lips at the mention of the person.

Jungkook raises his eyes at that gesture but he doesn’t say anything of it. It’s been two weeks since his grandfather passed away and this is the first time his mother has smiled. “Do you know him?” he asks instead.

Nodding fondly, she pats his head and hands him the letters back. “I know him well. Your grandfather did too.” She moves back