thirty days of skam fic: day nine
beginning. accusation. restless. leaves. rainbow. flame. formal. under. move. silver. prepared. knowledge. denial. cans. order. thanks. look. summer. transformation. tremble. tent. mad. thousand. paper. winter. luxury. letters. promise. simple. future.
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Everyone seems to assume it’s Even who asks first. Even is the romantic, after all; he’s the one who does impulsive things, and he’s the one who talks about the future like it’s inevitable. It only makes sense that he’d be the one to first think up such a seemingly ill-advised idea.
But actually, it’s Isak who turns around one night when they’re cuddling in Even’s bunk bed, Even’s hand twined in Isak’s curls and guitar music playing in the background, and asks, “Do you want move in together?”
Even just smiles at him. Although they say that they’re living in the moment, taking things a day at a time, the truth is they’re both a little bit prone to sappiness, and they occasionally slip up and talk about their future. And that’s what he thinks Isak is talking about, at first. The future.
“You know I do,” he says, tugging at Isak’s curls. “Into a little apartment on the other side of the city, where we’re near the university and there’s a cute coffee shop nearby where we’ll go on dates all the time, and I can grow flowers on our tiny balcony, and we can get a puppy.”
For a moment, Isak can’t help but smile back. Because yeah, that’s their future. No matter how chill they take this, he can’t see a future without Even anymore, and his favourite version of the life they might lead includes all the things Even’s just said. The only problem is, the future isn’t what Isak cares about right. It’s the present.
“No, baby. I mean now. Do you want to move in together now?”