Actions

Work Header

Keeping Promises

Summary:

jimin and namjoon promise each other when they're young to get married at 28 if they're still single.. well it comes quickly and they're more prepared than what either would have thought

or minimoni living out their love for one another after so many years of waiting <3

started as pure fluff that i wrote at 3 am but now it's just woah O>O
mainly fluff... now has some smut and angst ;;
and rude parents but we ignoring that -.-

Notes:

this was literally jsut a drabble so words will be messed up and it's written weirdly ig? idek i'm tired but this idea wouldn't leave me alone TT

Chapter Text

kid minjoon.. right? they're two boys. innocent and pure of mind and the curelty of the world... but oh they're kind of nervous. They're only in the third grade and neither of them had had a girlfriend- it seems crazy for people so young to worry about it but oh well. they are. they don't understand why they don't have someone there for them like how hyuna has dawn or chanyeol and his girlfriend- They're sitting in Namjoon's room one day. Jimin on the ground and the other in his bed. It's Namjoon who says anything cause Jimin is too preoccupied with the figurine he had brought with. "why don't we have girlfriends?"

"who needs girlfriends when you gotta best friend?" jimin giggled as he looked up over the bed at the other.

"a best friend is different than a girlfriend.. i can't kiss my best friend."

'and why not?" jimin is trying- innocently truly.

"cause.. well cause it's weird." Namjoon's ears turned red as he sat up in his bed completely, cufrling his legs up to his chest, resting his cheek on his knee to look at the other. "no one kisses their best friend."

"oh really?" jimin asks, narrowing his eyes in a challenging way as he set the toy down and lunged forward, plopping a short kiss onto Namjoon's cheek. "Ta da~ you just got a kiss from your best friend." he said proudly.

namjoon gagged, wiping it off but he wouldn't admit the fact that he kinda liked it. "you're so gross-"

"If having a girlfriend is such a big deal, then just make me yours."

"you're a boy-" Namjoon pointed out the obvious.

"So just cause i'm a boy, i can't be your girlfriend?" Jimin asked, crossing his legs in front of himself as he leaned back on his arms, looking at the other.

"literally, yes." namjoon laughed.

jimin rolled his eyes, "Fine... but... what about this," He paused for a second as he leaned in. "If we're both single by the time we're 26, we gotta get married." he said proudly.

It was reasonable. They were only around 10 so 26 seemed very far away. almost as if thye'd be elderly by that time... so it made sense.

namjoon agreed with a short smile. "fine. but no kisses."

"until then?" Jimin asked.

"Okay."

"One more? Just to tease you?" Jimin laughed a little.

"No-" Namjoon complained but jimin kissed his cheek again.

---

so...

18 years pass. their friendship had been the same basically. a few moments when each of them wavered in their "straight" sexuality and platonic ideals of their friendship... but they remained friends throughout it all.

26th birthday. Jimin's 26th birthday to be exact since his was last of the year and it was before the holidays... soemone remembered the promise. Someone arranged a special dinner with some papers that needed to be signed.

That someone was Namjoon. Namjoon remembered the thing and it seemed so stupid to do now but oh well.. he wouldn't lie or break a promise from so long ago.

He sat at the table in a fancy restaurant alone. The tables around him were vacant since he bought out the place for this special occasion. Rose petals were scattered across the table and around their chairs... Champagne poured for two. He was dressed in a suit coat and dress shirt with some nice pants. His hair done nicely with glasses on... he tapped his finger on the table, glancing at his phone before he picked up one of the delicate petals, gently rubbing it between his fingers.

He knew if he did it long enough the heat and oils from his fingers would corrupt its beauty and shrivel it up to deep dark red remains... he was trying not to think about the metaphor behind it. trying not to put together the fact that maybe.. if he did actually pursue this promise that maybe it would destroy the delicate petal of their friendship. but he didn't have time to dwell on it cause the boy was sitting down in front of him with a messy smile.

a breathtaking smile.

he ran a hand through his dyed blonde hair as he laughed a bit. hsi cheeks were tinted pink and namjoon had to guess it was from the cold uotside. "Sorry i'm late. i was trying to finish up the choreo." he apologized.

'it's okay, truly." namjoon replied. "i poured you some champagne."

"oh?" jimin asked, picking it up to take a sip. "is there a special occasion?" he mumbled as he rested the glass against his lips before tasting some.

namjoon's throat tigthened a bit and he flexed his fingers agains thte silk table cloth. there was a twinge in his heart. a twinge of worry like maybe this was going to end badly but he didn't become a successful businessman for nothing.

"don't you remember?" it's a question that hangs there stupidly. namjoon staring knowingly at the younger from across the table through his glasses, indifferent- or at least trying to remain indifferent throughout it- and Jimin who was staring back, wide eyed and nervous. Not because of the promise. But because he was wrecking his brain trying to remember exactly what he must have forgotten.

"um.." is the first thing said after that. Jimin sets his glass down and clears his throat, fixing the jacket he had on as he sat up some. "could you help me out?" He asked, laughing a bit.

Namjoon smiled warmly at the other, leaning forward slightly as he rested his chin in his hand. "Do you remember when we were 10 years old? We were in my room... that promise?" He asked.

Jimin took a moment... he remembered instantly but he knew it would be better to see namjoon struggle. "A little more information? We were 10 for a whole year and we spent most of our adolesence in your bedroom. We were a bit geeky, Namjoon." He laughed a bit as he swirled the champagne, eyes focused on the sparkling bubbles.

Namjoon sighed, scrunching his nose. "You kissed my cheek-"

"ah, you see, that happened more than once too." Jimin reminded with a chuckle.

"yeah but this was the first time."

"No the first time was when we were in kindergarten and you gave me money for ice cream."

"okay.. but the time after that."

"You mean at my birthday party when you were the only one to show up?"

"no not that one." Namjoon sighed, rubbing his jaw. "We didn't kiss that often."

"For two straight homosexuals "friends", i'd say we kissed quite often." Jimin laughed loudly that time, covering his mouth.

Namjoon rolled his eyes and slipped a folder across the table to Jimin. "This time was special though... maybe you'll remember with this?" He asked.

Jimin took the folder, looking over the paper. He nearly snorted when he saw the marriage certificate blank. "For this to be real, you know, we need at least two witnesses." He replied, looking up through his bangs.

"We've more than one waitress and host here. I'm sure they'll count."

"And what about an actual wedding?" Jimin asked, setting it down on the table open. "you didn't think i'd bend that easy. I've always wanted a big wedding-"

"What about a big-ish wedding. where it's just you and me... anything you want. maybe a few guests.. a destination wedding perhaps?" Namjoon tried persuading.

Jimin hummed, looking at the papers again. "And what about a pen?"

"Blue or black?" Namjoon was quick as he pulled it out of his pocket and offered it to Jimin causing the younger to smile wide.

"You're very eager."

"it's not like i've waited 18 years or anything."

"Please tell me you're kidding- Have you had a crush on me since then??" Jimin asked with a soft chuckle.

"i'll say since 5th grade at least... but i do have to admit, i never hated those kisses. the only thing i truly dislike is what we've always faced, you know? how other kids would call us weird."

"truly wished they would have choked on their dicks." jimin sighed, laugihng a little at the end as he chose the blue pen.

"that would have been interesting." namjoon agreed, eyes glancing down at the papers.
'you haven't signed them yet?'

"I was nervous."

"Didyou think i wouldn't come for our annual birthday dinner? Gosh, i know i've been busy but i'd never miss naything this special." He chuckled, teasing him a bit as he read over it. "No prenup?"

"I'd gladly let you rob me of all of my riches. Wouldn't care a single a bit... just as long as I have you."

"Aww, how sweet." Jimin chuckled, pressing the pen to the paper. His first initial down before he paused.

He was stalling. His body was stalling.

"You do realize that if were to sign this... we would have to consummate the marriage."

"Hey," Namjoon leaned back with a small shrug, a lazy smile on his face though inside he was freaking teh hell out. He had never kissed another person let alone sleep with them. "I figure, we'll take it slow.. who would know if we actually did anything or not aside for ourselves? Plus, even if you don't want it to be physical, we don't have to. We could just be friends in a marriage with no physical affecti-"

"I want kisses though." Jimin said, narrowing his eyes with that challenging look fromw ehn they were kids. He set hte pen down, looking at the other. his first initial only there. "And I want back rubs.. and hugs in the morning."

"I can do all of those things." Namjoon assured.

"And I want you to cuddle me when I'm upset. And if I get scared I want you to hold me." Jimin added and Namjoon nodded.

"I want you to hold my hand when we're in public."

There was a pause. Both of them knew that that would be dangerous yet it slipped out fo Jimin's mouth before he could stop it and now he ddin't have plans for taking it back. Holding hands in public would mean facing political ridicule... being disowned... namjoon's company possibly failing and jimin being blacklisted from every dance or entertainment company out there.

"how about this.." Namjoon mumbled after a second of contemplation. He leaned forward again, reaching his hand across the table to hold Jimin's. "I'll physically hold your hand.. whenever you want, but just know that i'll always hold your hand. This is an equal relationship... I'll always be by your side through the thick and thin... I'll face whatveer is thrown at us with you by my side. I htink that seems pretty fair."

Jimin was quiet, secretly choking down tears as he squeezed Namjoon's hand before quickly signing the paper with the other. "Quickly before i take it back and turn the paper into shreds." He joked, pushing the pen and papers over to Namjoon who signed it without hesitation.

"Very funny." He remarked.

There was another moment of silence where they ehld hands only and simply sat in silence.. jimin was the first to break itt his time.

"Do you really mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"You won't leave?"

Namjoon's smile spread across his face as he nodded his head and leaned forward ot kiss the boy's lips for the first time. It was sweet and Jimin's lips were soft against his own. But nothing was sweeter than the words he whispered to the other. "I promise."