"New York or Paris," the idol grinned boxily as he heard his deep voice booming from the radio of his Uber. Today, it was neither- the family reunion was being held in Daegu; not the populous suburbs in which Yoongi hyung had grown up, but the quieter farmlands on which his late grandmother had raised him.

Taehyung lifted a finger to the sky, thanking her for her love and kindness, promising that he would never forget her.

The lush greens, yellows and browns of the grains necessary for survival, were punctuated by the animals raised for meat. V couldn't wait to see Yeontan, Soonshim, Sangdol and Kkanji, who were staying with his parents ever since BTS' schedule became insanely busy. The same were true for the other members- except for Jimin, their little, fluffy friends were now their families' pets. The idol started humming Jin's song, Ibam, unconsciously.

"You're here, son," his parents hugged him. They were forever stunned when they saw Taehyung, proud not just of his accomplishments, but of the message he spread in those songs that he produced himself. Although they wished that they could spend more time with their firstborn, they selflessly supported his dream, and appreciated the few moments they had with him.

The singer, although comforted by the sight of them, noticed the more cautious reactions and fine wrinkles on their faces. He inhaled their scents deeply, not wanting his worries to ruin the weekend. V's siblings soon joined, and his boxy smile appeared again, as they talked to him about the happenings in the neighbourhood; these were things he missed and he was glad of the updates.

"Try this- it's not too spicy," his sister pointed out the bibimbap to him.

"Are you sure?" the idol looked at the dish apprehensively.

"Of course, I made it myself," she crossed her arms, indignant that he doubted her.

"You should teach me," Taehyung chuckled. The members rated him as the worst cook.

"Great- we start an hour before supper."