Jikook ao3

I think we could last forever

By: leminie
summary:
Jimin and Jeongguk start the next chapter of their lives.
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"That should be the last of them," Taehyung groans, unceremoniously dropping the final cardboard box on the ground. It lands with a thud and joins the rest of the boxes on the newly polished wood floors.

"Thanks, Tae," Jimin says gratefully. The movers were hired to transport the larger pieces of furniture, leaving Jimin and Jeongguk to figure out what to do with the rest. Thankfully, their friends stepped in to help out.

"I can't believe you own an actual house now," Taehyung remarks, plopping onto the brand new sofa. "My babies are now suburbanites. They grow up so fast."

Jimin laughs as Taehyung sprawls on the couch, shoving his friend over to make space for himself. "I can't believe it either. Ten years ago, I would have never predicted that this would be my life now."

"What, getting your brains fucked out by cute, little Jeonggukkie?"

"Not exactly." Jimin snorts and rolls his eyes. "I meant owning a house with a lot of rooms and a big yard. Getting married in a few months. Preparing to have kids. It's crazy, right?"

Taehyung hums. "You think so?"

Jimin ponders the question. "Maybe not, but I don't know, it feels like it was too easy."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Besides the months that we don't speak of-" the friends shudder in unison-"hasn't it been too smooth? Like, Jeongguk and I don't really fight. Our arguments and conflicts have never been too big or serious. Aren't we missing some kind of... drama?"

"Well, there are the months that we don't speak of," Taehyung says pointedly.

"I said besides that."

Taehyung shrugs. "I'm no expert, but I don't think drama is necessary. I mean, I'd die to have a relationship like the one you and Jeonggukkie have. Maybe you don't have huge arguments because you both know how to communicate with each other so well. Maybe everything has been so smooth because you're both just empathetic and understand that people can make mistakes."

"I'm not saying I'd prefer having a difficult relationship, but sometimes I have this annoying feeling that something is bound to go wrong soon," Jimin admits. "And with life moving the way it is right now... I'd really hate for anything to disrupt our path and our goals. Does that make sense?"

"Makes perfect sense. Have you talked to Jeonggukkie about this?"

"No, I haven't been able to verbalize my thoughts until now."

Taehyung rolls onto his side and props his head up on his fist. "It wouldn't be a bad idea to tell him."

"I know," Jimin says with a sigh. "But what if he freaks out or something? What if he thinks I'm getting cold feet?"

"Just tell him that you aren't. He isn't an overthinker like you."

Jimin chuckles. "You're right."

"Of course I am."

Jimin shoots him a smile. "Thanks, Tae."

"Anytime," his best friend responds. "Now I know you've been dying to know the details so let me tell you all about how Joon-hyung and Jin-hyung made up because that shit was wild."

The pair spend the rest of the afternoon chatting and unpacking, making the most of their time together before Taehyung has to fly overseas for a new shoot. They finish unloading what they can and flatten the empty boxes, stacking the cardboard in a corner.

"Say hi to Joon-hyung for me," Jimin says, arms wrapped tightly around Taehyung's shoulders. "And be safe in America, okay?"

"I'll risk my life as many times as possible," Taehyung replies cheekily, voice muffled from having his mouth pressed to Jimin's hair. "I'm kidding, Jin-hyung will probably make sure I make it out alive."