"Ah, hyung! I love the water," Jungkook pipes up, brightening at the mere mention. He's always had a bias for the ocean, for the endless expanse of blue that he's seen in films, in photographs. It's been years since he's spent any meaningful amount of time at the beach, something he laments, considering the close proximity of the shores.

For some reason, he never gets much further than the Han River. Maybe it's a lack of time.

Maybe it's for the want of company.

"The beach sounds perfect. And yeah, a movie about us, that sounds great," Jungkook murmurs, tone slightly wistful. The thing about capturing memories, he thinks, is always the hidden implication — that such days won't last forever.