"My birthday is the 12th September but you don't have to get me something. I'm yours, Yoongi-nim. I'll be happy just to see you." Bowing a little politely, he looked up at Yoongi and smiled, unsure if he had to keep bowing but it seemed like the best option for appeasing the future mob boss. He wanted to do well. "You play piano? That's so cool. I always wanted to play an instrument."

Namjoon moved a little so he could look at the table of presents, inspect them curiously because he could never stay still and just talk. He was always thinking, always moving. "I'm homeschooled. I have to stay out of your way until you turn ten. Otherwise I'll ruin the ceremony. So I stay at home a lot."

It was tradition, after all. "My life doesn't start until I meet you." He was very excited. "I hope my life involves going outside more."