There's both truth and a separate yearning in the statement, Jungkook suspects. It's true that whenever they crowd into his apartment like this, Jin hyung seems to shine at his brightest, happy to provide and watch all the warmth and affection spreading through his residence. It's too easy for Jungkook to project himself onto Jin hyung. For both of them, being in this company is where they want to be.

Still, there's something to be said for wondering, for the wistfulness that comes with the question of what could otherwise be. Formal parties don't sound very fun. Just in the same way as Jungkook has no desire to go camping or skiing with his father and brother.

But what if they were welcome? Would they enjoy it then?

"Ah, hyung isn't just handsome," Jungkook protests. "Jin hyung's smart and." He lowers his voice, glances around conspiratorially before leaning back in. "Jin hyung makes me laugh the most. And making me laugh with those terrible jokes, that's gotta be a talent."

His gaze drops to Seokjin's chopsticks, and to the bowl that's still filled from when Jungkook served it earlier. Jungkook closes his eyes and opens his mouth, signaling a desire to be fed.