The sun is still warm, even as it begins dipping below the horizon, painting the sky a beautiful mix of pink and orange. The beer in your bottle is lukewarm, but you finish it off anyway, attention dropping to your son, sitting on your knee, as you bounce it up and down to keep him occupied at the table. He’s just turned two and is a much better table companion at Jungkook’s birthday cook-out than he had been last year.

He’s starting to show a little personality, babbling along when Juleeq tries to talk to him, teasing Taehyung when he hands him a toy, throwing it to the ground because he already knows he’ll pick it right back up and play along.