Jungkook watches, blinking innocently, as his hyung pushes back against his ideas. It's hard not to let the disappointment show on his face, especially when alcohol makes all of the emotions slip that much quicker. They've spoken enough in the past that Jungkook has a sense of where Hoseok's shame might stem from — Jungkook's no stranger to the prejudices of society. But he's always felt of the Internet being a great equalizer. The one place where anonymity can help brush over details that might otherwise be revealed under scrutiny.

To hell with what society thinks. Jungkook knows that his hyung has talent, the way that he moves, fluid and alive. Who wouldn't want to see that?

"People would like it," Jungkook says softly, one last entreaty as he drops a hand on top of Hoseok's, both stacked on his knee. He knows he's a kid to his hyungs. But maybe even a kid can bring insight to the table. "But I don't want to make you uncomfortable, hyung. I can come watch though, right? Even if you won't post it to Instagram."