"As a reward? Huh... you could finally sit down and watch a movie with me." Jungkook talked about what he watched all the time and Yoongi stayed indifferent. Well this time, he could make him care. Just a little bit. With a smug little smile, Jungkook laughed weakly and coughed again, pulling up the mask to take some oxygen in. Damn, laughing was hard. "I dunno, boss. You always hit a home run with my gifts. I like your taste and your judgement."

He'd been trying to copy both all of his life.

"The guy who shot me escaped? Bastard." That wasn't fair. "We'll get him, Yoongi."