Wishes Come True (JiKook Fanfic)

19.

"Jimin, when are you getting married?," Tae Hyung asked, playing with his friend's ring again.
"We don't know yet," Jimin shrugged, "We really want Kookie's parents to come....and maybe my mom....so we have to work around their schedules."
"And the baby's," Tae pointed out.
"Yes," Jimin nodded, "And the baby's."
"Have you named them yet? Do you even know what gender they are?"
Jimin smiled. He never realized before how Tae never used the word it to describe his baby, Joo Min either. For Tae, the baby was always them, or in Joo Min's case her.
"We don't know. I think we want to be surprised this time. Last time was too hard. I guess that's why people always told me that you get attached to things you name."
Tae nodded understandingly, then put his head down on the kitchen table, "You're so lucky."
"How so?"
"I'd kill to be able to have kids with Ho Seokie."
The brunette's jaw dropped, "Kim Tae Hyung...are you telling me you're in love?!"
"That's not what I said!," Tae lifted his head, a blush staining his cheeks.
"It was implied," Jimin stressed, "C'mon just say it. The first step is admitting you have a problem."
"My only problem is your accusations," Tae grumbled, sitting back in his seat and crossing his arms.
"Well, have you at least told Ho Seok?"
Tae dropped his head and mumbled, "Yeah."
"Really?," Jimin squealed, placing his hands on his cheeks, "When?"
"A few nights ago during sex..."
"TMI, Taetae," Jimin mumbled.
Taehyung looked up, his eyes glossed over, "It's been awkward between me and him since then."
"No, Tae-"
"I don't know what happened. We were fine and then it just slipped and it's like he...like he hates me again."
"He doesn't hate you."
"Then why hasn't he called...or texted or something?," Taehyung was starting to sound desperate.
"Maybe he's been busy with work," Jimin pointed out, "Kookie said they're letting him do paperwork now and it could be a lot."
"Jimin...what if he never liked me in the first place? What if he just wanted sex?"
"That's not Hoseok," Jimin shook his head, "I've known him for as long as I've known Jungkook and that just sounds nothing like him."
"People change-"
"But Ho Seok isn't like that. He's not good with his feelings either. And then there's always," Jimin paused then covered his mouth.
"Always what?," Tae looked up from his lap again, "Jimin?"
"I can't. We aren't supposed to talk about that anymore," Jimin got up as the tea kettle started to whistle.
"Talk about what? Please, Jimin," Tae shot up and followed his friend, "I'm falling apart here. I just need to know...something; anything."
"I know," Jimin sighed, "I know and I'm sorry, but I can't. If Ho Seok figured out that you knew, he'd know that I opened my big mouth and I wouldn't live long enough to get married."
"Jimin," Tae grabbed his friend's arm and turned him around, tea kettle in the shorter's hand, "Please, just tell me what I did wrong. Help me fix it. I need him Jimin."
"Aish," Jimin turned and sat the kettle down, "I'll make our tea then tell you. Go sit down and stop stressing."
"Thank you," Tae gave him a back hug, causing Jimin to smile.
"Let go before I change my mind," he repeated his words he said in high school when the two of them were in a very similar situation.
Tae laughed as he backed away, wiping his eyes free of tears.

Jimin sighed, setting two cups of tea down on the table.
Tae picked up one and took a big swig.
"If I tell you this, you have to promise me, promise me, that you won't utter a word to Ho Seok."
"I promise," Tae drew an X over his heart with his index finger, "Hope to die."
"Okay, so...way back a long time ago, when Jungkook had just started police academy and met Hobi-hyung, hyung had a boyfriend."
"Was he cute?," Tae interrupted.
"Do you wanna hear this or not?!"
"Yes, I'm sorry! Please keep going," Taehyung laid his cheek against the palm of his hand.
"Anyway...I guess Ho Seok fell for him really hard. They walked around telling each other how much they loved one another, held hands everywhere they went. After a couple years, they just split up. Hoseok didn't break up with him; it was the other way around, so it hurt a whole lot."
"He doesn't do any of that with me," Tae Hyung muttered, laying his hand flat on the table and poking his fingers.
"It's not your fault TaeTae," Jimin said quietly, "Ho Seok...I guess he hasn't gotten over that breakup. Even after all this time."
Tae Hyung nodded waiting a bit before he spoke again, "Am I...I'm not the first boyfriend he's had since then, am I?," he smiled, almost chuckling.
Jimin looked down to his tea, running his finger around the rim of the mug, "Actually..."
"Who was the guy?"
"I don't remember his family name, but his first name....was Tae Yoon."
The red head's eyes widened, "Oh...pretty."
"Yeah," Jimin nodded.
"So...do I look the same as this guy too?"
"Tae," Jimin sighed, "It's just a coincidence, I'm sure."
"Then why is he overreacting to me telling him how I feel about him?"
"I don't know. Maybe...Maybe it reminds him of when Tae Yoon said it to him."
"Do I look like him?," Tae was more forceful with his words.
"Yes...a bit," Jimin raised his hand and started to softly point at Tae Hyung's features, "You have the same nose and your eyes are almost the same shade of brown. You are far from identical, but there are similarities."
"Why haven't I ever heard about this guy? I've know you since high school and you've known Kookie since college."
"You never wanted to hear about Ho Seok, remember? Up until you admitted you were attracted to him, you hated his guts."
"I still hate his guts," Tae laid his head on the table, "But I love him too much to tell him that."
"You're so confusing," Jimin smiled to himself, reaching out to run his fingers through Tae's hair.
"Sorry."
The next thing they knew, the front door opened. Jungkook's voice was heard first, then Yoon Gi's, and lastly Ho Seok's.
Tae lifted his head at the third's voice, eyes glossing over with tears already.
The policemen's rambling came to a halt as they noticed the males sitting at the table.
Jungkook looked to Ho Seok, who was staring at Tae Hyung.
The red head jumped up from his seat, dropping his eyes to the floor as he walked towards the policemen.
Ho Seok opened his mouth to speak, but stopped once Taehyung passed by him.
A silence washed over the whole apartment; not even the dishwasher dared to make a sound.
After some shuffling, Tae had his shoes and jacket on and was out the door in a flash.
The oldest male clicked his tongue then looked to Ho Seok, "So, what'd you do this time?"
"Kookie," Hoseok turned to the youngest, "I might be back," he stepped backwards, grabbing the door handle and leaving as well.
"What happened with them?," Jungkook stepped over to Jimin and kissed his temple.
Jimin just sighed, "Tae's self esteem's just getting low again."
"Aw, I'm sorry baby," Jung wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I hope Tae's okay....don't tell Hoseok hyung...but I told Tae Hyung about Tae Yoon."
"Jimin, seriously?," Yoon Gi blurted, "You know we aren't supposed to mention that anymore."
"Yeah, but...Tae was so upset and...I thought he was gonna cry," Jimin exhaled, "He thinks Hobi's mad at him."
"I thought they hated each other," Jungkook laughed, "Isn't he always mad at him?"
"No, like," Jimin sighed and moved away from his fiancé, "Actually mad, not play mad. He told Hoseok he loved him-"
"Tae Hyung?," Yoon Gi walked over to the island and took a seat on one of the stools, "We're talking about the same Kim Tae Hyung, right?"
"Hyung," Jungkook muttered as a warning.
"I'm being serious," Jimin leaned back against the countertop, "I'm worried about him. Hobi's one of the best things that happened to him and if they break up, he'll go back to sleeping with whoever's willing."
"I know," Jungkook walked over and wrapped Jimin in another hug, "It sucks, but you'll just have to let him make his own decisions."
"He doesn't know the right answers. I do, but he won't listen to me."
Kook smiled down at the shorter, Jimin sighing and crossing his arms, "He'll be fine. He has you."
Jimin pouted, dropping his eyes to the floor, "I'm tired. Don't be too loud," he walked off again, this time towards the bedroom.
Jungkook sighed, looking to Yoon Gi who had a smile on his face, "What?"
"Nothing," Yoon Gi slid off his seat, "Just never realized how whipped you were."
The younger rolled his eyes and pointed to the tv, "Do you wanna play games or not?"
"I do," the older moved over to the fridge, "Need beer though."
"You know Jimin keeps it locked up."
"Yeah, I know," the sound of the lock on the metal box popping open made Jungkook's eyes widen, "I also know the combination."
"What? How? Since when?"
"Jimin told me when he got tired of getting it for me. You know I drink a lot," Yoon Gi shrugged, grabbing a couple cans before closing the box back.
"That's...not fair, hyung," Jung took one of the cans and led the older over to the couch.

Jungkook sighed and put his arm across Jimin's stomach as he laid down.
Jimin had been sleeping for five hours at this point, so he was a long way from being woke up.
Kook had just showered and Yoon Gi left a while ago, leaving the raven haired male to his thoughts.
All he could think about for an hour was cuddling with Jimin, rubbing the older male's stomach and talking to the baby like he did with Joo Min.
So he got cleaned up and laid down with his fiancé, snuggling close to him and relaxing.
Jimin inhaled and turned his head towards the younger, but he didn't wake up.
Jungkook smiled, moving his hand up to Jimin's cheek. He drew small, soft circles on the older's skin, just thinking of how pretty the latter was and how he got so lucky to find Jimin.
He often thought of how anyone could have found Jimin before him, or could have taken Jimin from him, and then he's just that much more thankful for Jimin's presence.
The younger male put his hand back on Jimin's stomach, closing his eyes to finally rest after a full day of boredom.
Not being with Jimin wasn't ever his first choice of action, but work and his friends demanded him to sacrifice time with his fiancé.
"Life sucks, little one," Jungkook whispered, moving so that his face was closer to Jimin's stomach, "But it's all worth it for the good times. Remember that."
Jimin's hand moved, resting on the back of Kook's head, and he inhaled, still not waking up though.
"I love your momma. He's the best person you'll ever have in your life. I'm sure you'll love him, too. We'll love you no matter what. Boy or girl, straight or gay, mine or Yoon Gi's," Jungkook laughed at that last one, but soon stopped when he got a slap on the back of his head.
"Of course it's yours," Jimin said, voice raspy and laced with sleep.
The younger chuckled and kissed Jimin's side, "No matter what," he continued, "You will be loved. I'll take care of you and your momma," Jung looked up to Jimin, who smiled down at him.
"I'm sure you'll be a good father," Jimin ran his fingers through Jungkook's hair, "Despite the tough exterior, you're sweet as hell."
The younger moved back up the bed and pecked Jimin's lips before settling next to him. Jimin turned towards Jung, closing his eyes again and snuggling into his fiancé's chest.