"You should be asleep, Kookie." Yoongi wasn't about to send him to sleep, he had to get used to it still, but his baby brother was no longer a child. He walked over to his chair, settling on the arm rest and leaning an arm against his shoulder.

"We're close," he agreed, not sure what to think about the good brother statement. "Good brother. Good son. I don't know about any of that. It's what needs to happen, isn't it? And it will."

He had an elite team, after all. And Tae.