The two males sit there staring at Jungkook with wide eyes.

“I know it’s a lot to take in but please know I meant what I said. I truly am sorry.”

Silence fills the room as his parents takes a second to take in everything Jungkook just told them.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to forgive m-”

“We forgive you,” says Jin and Namjoon nods in agreement.

“Family is family, you don't ever have to re-earn your place at our table, once you are accepted, we keep you safe, forever, no matter what.” Namjoon says and the two pull their son into a hug.

Jungkook closes his eyes, feeling the warmth and love. It’s like his lungs choose to fill a little deeper and his heart beat a little steadier. He is home.

“Didn’t you say that Taehyung came with you. Where is he then?” ask Namjoon making Jungkook sit up right.

“Oh my gosh! I forgot that he is still waiting in the car.”

“Well then go get him. We would love to meet him,” says Jin with a smile.

Jungkook runs to the car and invites Taehyung inside.

“Hello, Mr. Kim,” says Taehyung and bows as Jin approaches him.

“There is no need to be so formal, my dear.” Jin says and hugs Taehyung.

Taehyung hugs him back and then shakes hands with Namjoon.

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” says Namjoon and smiles making his dimples visible.

“It’s getting late. How about we all have dinner together,” suggest Jin and they all agree.

The house fills with laughs and they create a good atmosphere - one of peace, tranquility, and love. After the meal was finished, the house quiet down.

“Can’t sleep?” says Jungkook making Namjoon nod.

He sits down on the bench next to his father. Jungkook takes a deep breath in of the fresh air. They sit in a comfortable silence while looking up at the stars.

“Dad, can I ask you something?”

“Yes of course.” says Namjoon with a smile.

“How is mom’s health? I picked him up earlier and I couldn’t help but notice how light he is.”

Namjoon’s smile drops, and he breaks eye contact.

“Hm...your mother has Anorexia nervosa.”

“Oh,” says Jungkook and looks down. “It’s my fault, isn’t it?”

“The exact causes of anorexia nervosa are unknown. Maybe it was caused by your disappearance. Maybe it is because of his job as a model or…it’s because that time when I was such a jerk,” says Namjoon and runs his fingers through his hair.

“What do you mean by you were a jerk?” asks Jungkook making Namjoon sigh.

“After you disappeared, I caused a lot of arguments between me and your mother…There was a time when we didn’t see each other for four mouths. I turned on Jin when we needed each other the most.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened in shock when he sees the tears drop from Namjoon’s eyes. He has never seen his father cry.

“Stop blaming yourself. You're a wonderful husband,” Jungkook says as he pulls him in for a hug.

“I’m so worried about him. All the time.”

“Hey, it’s going to be alright,” says Jungkook and rubs his father’s back while he cries on his shoulder.

“You’re not alone anymore. I’m here now.”