Somehow it was surprising and unsurprising that Jacob brought it up first. He technically had the most Mains, though it didn't matter when he loved so hard he could barely see straight.

It was June 6th, and as they sat on the couch, he leaned forward to catch everyone's attention. "This is going to sound stupid, and maybe this was already the plan, but I want you guys to remember I have a 145 IQ at this moment and this moment only."

Connie smirked. "I think about it all the damn time."

He snickered as the rest nodded fiercely. "Well, stop it! I'm serious about this so bear with me." They nodded and he tipped his head as his brain composed the perfect words. "We've been a happy polycule for 5 years five or take, and I was sitting on this couch with you all just now..." He made a face and trailed off but Jasmin nudged him encouragingly.

"No judgement, we're listening," She murmured.

He nodded and dropped his eyes to the ground as if searching for the courage himself. "Well, I'm completely fulfilled. There's not a single thing missing from my life—,"

"Except children," They chorused with excitement. They'd been talking about it, and they were ready. All of them.

He nodded cheerfully. "I can't wait to start, but that's not where I'm going with this. I was thinking we should do this forever. The possibility of being immortal has been whispered amongst the ranks, and my only condition is that we're together forever." He was staring at the ground but raised a curious eyebrow. "I never thought after Oliver and Tiff that I would be complete. But you guys make me feel complete. There's not another person I could love the way I love you guys, and if even one of us left I don't know how I'd recover. It's Pride month, and I'm proud of being polyamorous. I'm proud to have all of you and I want to keep that forever, regardless of immortality."

As soon as it seemed like he was finished, all of them just started crying. He looked up in alarm, not realizing it was such a heavy subject when it made him feel so light.

"Ugh, I wanna do this forever," Steven sobbed into his hands.

"Agreed." Adam sniffled and wiped tears away only to be replaced by more. "Forever and ever. Holy shit this is a lot of emotions at once."

Connie held whatever hands were closest and squeezed. "I only wish I had seven hands so I could hold all of your hands. I didn't see polyamory coming, but I never want it to leave."

They nodded in agreement and from then on it was settled. Their comfortable rhythm was permanent. To do this forever meant forever and ever and ever. No matter what came their way, they would have each other.

Every fight.

Every panic attack.

Every bad day and every good day.

It had been long enough that they were sure in it. They needed each other. They had all the facets of a perfect stone.

So together they stayed.