We Don't Talk Anymore •Jikook•

EPILOGUE: Conversation

Jimin didn't know if he could breathe properly with Jungkook staring at him like this.

"...I think we've got a lot to talk about." The younger started, low, slowly and tentatively.

He definitely couldn't breathe too well. He took in a shaky breath.

"Yeah."

—Five years later—

"Sorry for making you babysit." Seokjin said sheepishly, watching Jungkook lift up Jaehyun, Seokjin's youngest son. "Jaehyun-ah, you're going to hurt Jungkook-samchon." He called out gently. The 4 year-old pouted and made grabby hands at Jungkook instead, who was also pouting.

"Don't underestimate my muscles, hyung!" He whined, lower lip jutting out as he hugged Jaehyun to his chest and spun around. Seokjin just rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Jimin again.

"I think the 'sorry' lost its meaning because we always do it anyways, but sure." The shorter male replied to Seokjin — completely ignoring Jungkook's statement — with a giggle, watching fondly as his boyfriend played with the small kid in his arms.

"Yeah but I didn't know Taehyungie and Hoseok were coming over today." The older protested. "I might not have asked you guys then."

Jimin snorted.

"You don't have anyone else to ask anyways. Besides, you know they love their actual samchon a lot, right?" He asked, watching as Jungkook put Jaehyun down and walked towards them.

"Yeah, hyung don't worry about it." The youngest added, slipping both of his arms around Jimin's waist and settling his chin on top of his head. The older leaned into his chest, earning a wide grin from him.

"But like I can't believe you and Namjoon-hyung decided to come to Korea for your fifth wedding anniversary. Like who does that? Lame." Jimin huffed, blowing a stray strand of blonde hair out of his eyes. Seokjin laughed, shaking his head.

"Alright, alright. See you two tonight! I'll tell Joonie you said hi." He said, clapping his hands together. "Joonseok-ah!" He called out.

"Yeah appa?" Joonseok replied, walking out into the living room.

"Take care of Jaehyunie and Areumie, okay?" Seokjin said with a soft smile at the teenager that resembled both of his dads, although they weren't related by blood.

"I know. Have fun with dad today." Joonseok smiled, dimples appearing. He hugged Seokjin and waved him off. Joonseok, Jimin, and Jungkook watched the worried father of three go back down the elevator and sighed simultaneously. "Good riddance." Joonseok muttered jokingly, cracking a smile. Jimin giggled in agreement.

"Joonseok-ah you're so cute. You're 15 this year, right?" Jimin asked, chuckling.

"Hey, what about me?" Jungkook pouted, earning a playful eye roll.

"Nae samchon." The teen replied with a grin, moving away to sit at the dining table. The blonde male wiggled out of his boyfriend's embrace to join him, effectively earning a whine from said boyfriend.

"How are your parents?" The shorter asked, genuinely curious.

"Disgustingly cute." Joonseok paused to laugh a little bit. "I've been living with them for almost 5 years and they haven't fought once." He bobbed his head in a 'thank you' as a still pouting Jungkook put a glass of orange juice in front of him. "And they spoil Areum so much I'm kind of jealous." Jimin hummed in response, reaching over the table to ruffle Jungkook's hair, to which the younger scowled.