His skin glowed golden in the bright light of the stadium.

When he smiled, it was as though the world was filled with golden warmth.

His personality shone through in streaks of gold.

His talent made him priceless, akin to gold.

To his band mates, he was precious, like gold.

Their Golden Maknae.

Bangtan's Golden Maknae.

"ANNYEONGHASEYO, CHONEUN BANGTANSONYEONDAN HWAGEUM MAKNAE JEON JUNGKOOK IBNIDA."

Bangtan's Golden Meme-boy.

"WILL YOU STOP PLAYING THAT!"

You giggle as Jungkook chases you around the dorm in an attempt to stop you from playing the clip on repeat. You skip over and crouch behind a sleeping Yoongi, who surprisingly hasn't woken up in all the commotion. Jungkook narrows his eyes at you. You know you are safe. He won't risk waking up his hyung. For now.

Jungkook sighs and pouts, making your heart melt, "Is this how you treat the Birthday Boy?"

He turns to leave the room. You place your phone on a nearby table and run up to him, jumping up on his back. He catches you, as if expecting you to do just that. Golden reflexes hehehe.

You pepper his cheek with kisses and it is his turn to giggle.

"Happy Birthday, Golden Boy!"