(No Place I'd) Rather Be

But that was now what their reality looked like, not just wishful thinking sifted out of their bucket hat. And Seokjin was prepared (not really) to go through all the colors on the shade book and get lectured on the different types of light fixtures from Yoongi if it meant that he would do this right for himself and Jimin — his best friend, his forehead kissing partner, his forever roomie. Just two people who loved each other differently but abundantly. And right now, this empty nursery awaiting its guest with creaky wooden floors and gingko-nim waving through the windows and the promise-shaped human beside Seokjin, made for his own little pocket-space of sunshine, his favorite corner in the world. And there was no place he'd rather be.