Yoongi loved the sight that greeted him when he opened his eyes – Jimin's hair was matted against his forehead, lips bruised and swollen, his bare torso adored with love bites and scratches, but what he loved most of all was how utterly fucked his lover was. He ran his pale hands up and down Jimin's body, loving the way his skin would prickle at the contact. He loved the way Jimin glowed. How his warmth radiated off of him no matter what he was doing.

That wasn't all of it, though.

"Harder, daddy," moaned Jimin as he ran his blunt nails over Yoongi's chest.

Yoongi griped Jimin's hips and thrusted upwards earning a gasp from him. "Can't go too hard, baby," He placed a large hand over Jimin's baby bump. It amazed him to find out being called 'daddy' by Jimin aroused him and loved seeing Jimin's bump. "Don't wanna hurt my baby girl," he sat up and wrapped his arms protectively around Jimin's smaller frame – the younger correcting him by saying 'baby boy'. "Besides, everyone will be gone most of the day," he bit his lip sinfully.

Jimin rolled his hips. "What time will Jungguk be back?" He latched his lips onto Yoongi's jaw.

"Tomorrow, fu-ck, Minie," he groaned. "They'll be back late so I told BamBam's mom he could spend the night."

"Okay,"

When Taehyung arrived home, everything was dark. Not used to arriving home during the day, he didn't think anything of it. He toes off his sneakers and headed to his room – a nice nap would do his body good. He drops his bag on his bed and heads to the bathroom to relieve himself.

He hears a small whimper from Jimin's room. The turns around and notices the door is ajar. Thinking his brother was in pain, he pushes the door open.

"Ji-"

The two on the bed snapped their heads towards his voice so fast he felt the whiplash. The younger had never been more embarrassed in his life. In nothing but their naked glory, on the bed, were both Jimin and Yoongi.

"I'm sorry," he quickly shuts the door and the urge to pee is gone. With a flushed face he goes back to his room to hide. And do his best to rid the image of his brother having sex. It wasn't until hours later when their older brother was home that they emerged from their respected rooms.

Glad to be having a few days off from schedule, Seokjin busied himself preparing food for his small family. It reminded him of times he would look forward to being home but that slowly began to change when Yoongi returned. He envied them sometimes.

He was busying himself with dinner when Jimin entered the kitchen. His once red hair was now black. The younger greeted him with a bright smile and walked straight to the refrigerator to grab two of Jungguk's juice boxes, a pack of sliced apples, and a travel size tube of caramel. He walked away and smiled at his brother again.

"Jimin?" he called his brother's name. "Is there anything you want to tell me?" he asked.

The younger gave him a pensive look. "Not that I know of, hyung," he answered and turned back away. He came back but not with what Jin wanted to hear. "Oh, Jungguk staying over at BamBam's today. They went to the water park," and just like that, he was gone again.

The eldest Kim groaned in annoyance. He took his phone out of his pocket and shot his boyfriend a quick text inviting him over for dinner. It was getting hard for him to hold back when they were in the same room. He wanted to do things like normal couples do. He wanted to go out in public with his boyfriend like Yoongi and Jimin.

"Hyung," sighed Jimin as he snuggled his boyfriend.

"Hmm," hummed Yoongi, burying his nose in Jimin's hair. He loved days like this. He loved being home, in bed snuggling a squishy Jimin.

"Wanna go again?" he bit his lip sinfully and wiggled his brows.

"What? Jimin, no. I'm tired," whined Yoongi as he sat up on the bed. He wasn't sure what happened but his boyfriend has been going a little crazy. Sex if great – better then he remembers – but he isn't ready for the next round yet.

"But, hyung," whined the younger.

Yoongi looked at the younger, "Don't you pout at me. I don't have the stamina I used too."

With a huff, Jimin got off the bed, slipped his slippers on, and stomped – yes stomped – his way out of the room. "It's because I'm ugly now, right, hyung?" he shouted.

Yoongi was taken back by the sudden outburst and ran after him. "Ya, Park Jimin!" He was ignored. "Baby?" he grabbed his arm and turned him around.

Jimin violently shrugged him off.

"Baby, that's not the reason," he took both of Jimin's hands in him. "I'm truly tired. Give me some time to rest."

"Yo-you don't want m-me any-more, right?" tears slowly began to flow down his cheeks and Yoongi flipped his shit. "I'm ugly and fat now. That's why you don't want me anymore."

"No, baby," Yoongi wiped away the tears and kissed his swollen red lips. "You're not ugly, baby, you're beautiful. I love you. You're not fat, our baby is growing and that's normal. It makes you look even more amazing." He kissed his boyfriend again. "Plus, I'm pretty sure she'll hate me if I wake her up again," he chuckled.

"He's a boy hyung," corrected Jimin with a giggle. "I love you, too." Someone cleared their throat behind Jimin and the younger flinched. He turned around and saw his older brother standing behind him with his arms crossed over his chest. "Hyung?"

"Earlier, when you walked into the kitchen, I asked you if you had anything to tell me and you answered 'no'," he began. "Jimin, I'm going to ask you one more time, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"I'm sorry, hyung. We were going to wait until we had a place to live before telling anyone." Yoongi bowed at his friend in respect. "I'm not leaving Jimin alone this time. Hyung, please. Allow me to marry Jimin and make this right," Yoongi got on his knees and did a deep bow.

When Tae stepped out of his room to go to the kitchen he found Yoongi bowing on the floor with a confused Jimin rubbing his back and his brother with his arms crossed over his chest. "What's going on?" He did his best not to look at his brother because what he saw earlier is still engraved in his mind.

"Kim Seokjin and Kim Taehyung, I'm asking you for permission to marry Jimin."

Tae blinked repeatedly, not sure what to say.

"It's a little late, don't you think Yoongi? I mean, you already have one kid and another on the way."

Seokjin sounded so hurt that Jimin wasn't sure what to do. He bowed next to his boyfriend and cried. "I'm sorry, hyung. I know I let you down but I love him. I truly love Yoongi-hyung."

They youngest of the bunch turned to look at his eldest brother and then his middle brother. "Oh my God! We're having another baby!" For some reason that was the only thing that registered in his brain – baby. Jimin didn't get up from the floor.

Seokjin sighed. "Get off the floor and go set the table, Minie," he ordered his brother. "Tae, go help him."

Taehyung help Jimin off the floor, beaming with joy of having a new baby in their home. He was still angry at the man for leaving his brother but he took his hyungs words to heart. If it hadn't been for Hoseok-hyung walking and making a scene at the coffee shop the day Jimin was shot at, Yoongi-hyung and Jimin wouldn't have gotten back together. He wouldn't see his brother smile brightly at all. Yoongi helped put Jimin back together after the coffee shop incident and Taehyung was grateful for that.

"Stand up, Yoongi," ordered the eldest in the home. "Yoongi?"

The gray haired man slowly raised his head off the floor and looked at his hyung. His face was covered in fear.

"Oh, Yoongi," he helped his friend onto his feet. "I know our opinion counts but you have to ask my father. He's opinion is the one that truly matters."

"He's the one who told me to find Jimin," he looked into his hyungs eyes. "He said that I did what he had asked me to and to find him."

Jin offered a small smile. Don't get him wrong, he was seething that his brother ended up pregnant again without being married but at least Jungguk got his family.

Tae was having the time of his life as they set the table. There would be another baby to come home too after those long hours at work. He didn't let the thought of not being there for every moment, like he was with his little bunny, affect him. He wanted to follow in his brother's footsteps and be on the big screen – even if that meant missing out on life.

"So how are along are you?" he nudged his brother's shoulder with his.

"Not sure," answered Jimin as he placed the last plate on the table. "I went to the clinic to get the test but I held off on the sonogram until hyung had a day off. Obviously, the clinic doesn't open on weekends so I scheduled it for this Wednesday before he leaves for his comeback," he shrugged. "I'm really excited, Tae. I only wish Eomma was here with us."

"Let's eat boys," interrupted Yoongi when someone knocked at the door. No one questioned who it could be because where every Seokjin was so was Jaehwan.

My family grew a lot that year. My parents got married the Monday before my dad left for his tour. There was a lot of crying from my Appa and Uncle Jin that day. Appa dropped out of school and we moved back to Busan to be with grandpa, which sucked because I had to make more friends. That same year I met Granma Min but we also lost her soon after. Abeoji didn't leave his room for days.

Uncle Tae stared in his first drama, well it didn't air till the following summer. His roll was the younger brother of the protagonist but it got him recognition in the industry. He received a lot of love but also hate from anti-fans saying he had only gotten the roll because of Uncle Jin. Which is 100% not true!

Sometime during the winter holiday, photos of Uncle Jin and Uncle Jae were on every gossip website. But not just photos of friends hanging out – they were outed. Uncle Jae's company wanted to quickly squash those 'rumors' but he didn't let them. He and Uncle Jin were tired of hiding. He was threatened – deny the accusation or leave the company. He chose happiness over his career. Grandpa Bang signed him and gave him freedom of expression.

Uncle Jin didn't receive any heat from his company. The CEO of the company had been working on a new rom-com that gave the lead female role two dads. If you ask me, it was a really good show but I could just be bias about it. His career did suffer a bit but nothing so extreme like others. Who wouldn't hire my uncle? Man gorgeous. I'm being bias again or am I? wink wink.

That same year my parents got married, BTS won 'Album of the Year', but not just in Asia. Uncle Joon is producing music but has so many huge artists under his belt. Uncle Hobi still does music but he's also choreographing a rookie boyband at BigHit.

"Oppa," came a tiny voice from behind him. He turned around and saw his 11-year-old sister standing at the door. "Breakfast is ready."

"I'll be right down, bug," he offered his bunny smile at her was given a gummy on in return.

"Okay, but don't take long. Uncle Jin is here and Appa made French Toast Bake," she closed the door slowly.

As for my parents? Appa found he was carrying twins but it was too early to tell what their gender was. I swear, Abeoji scram louder than when he saw Kumamon. Abeoji is still producing music like Uncle Joon. He'll some guest appearances every once in a blue moon. He acts more like a grandpa now, lol. Appa dropped out of school when we moved back to Busan, but he says he doesn't regret it. You can find either at the studio helping Abeoji working on a new track or at the dance studio helping Uncle Hobi on his days off, but if you're really looking for him you'll find his at his dance studio.

Yes, you heard me right. My Appa is the man choreographer at BigHit. He does Hip Hop most of the time but he still teaches contemporary dance to those willing to expand their knowledge. My sister says a lot of the female apprentices join go to his class just to drool over him.

As for me? Well, you remember that person I told you I liked? I'm actually thinking of asking them out but I'm not too sure how to approach them yet. Their popular and I'm just the emo kid people overlook. In dramas the rich kid at school is always popular but not in my case. I don't talk to many people, I'm still fairly new. But I'm glad that when we go out as a family, dad has us wear masks to give us some privacy in our personal lives. Who knows, maybe I'll get lucky and they say yes.

Jungguk closes his saved his blog post and closes his laptop. He was already dressed for school, so he grabs his bag from behind his chair and makes the short journey downstairs to the kitchen. Just like he predicted, his Abeoji was sitting at the end of the breakfast table with a five-year-old Jisung sitting on his lap, reading the newspaper. One either side were the twins, 11-year-old Hana and Jihoon. In Jisung's chair was his cousin Honsol.

"Good Morning," he greeted his family. He ruffled his siblings' hair and kissed the top of his fathers' head earning a grunt form him and his younger brother. He greeted his uncle with a hug. And his did what his dad hated the most – he ruffled those tangerine colored lock.

"Min Jungguk, you have 'til the count of three to remove you hand from my head or you die," threatened his Appa. The 17-year-old couldn't help but laugh. He pinched his dad's chubby cheek as he flinched way as the shorter man waved his spatula at him.

The teen served himself a cup of coffee and added as much sweetened creamer as possible. He still wasn't sure how his dads were able to drink it black. He took his seat next to his dad and waited for breakfast to be served. He looked around the table and smiled. He knew the story or how his parents got back together but loved hearing over and over.

"Hey, Abeoji," called out Hana – just like her twin brother, she looked like their father just but was a small ball full of sunshine like their Appa, hence why they call her bug.

"Yes, bug," smiled Yoongi as he folded his newspaper. Jisung mimicking his father with the book.

"Can you tell us how you and Appa met, please?" she smiled her gummy smile and Yoongi couldn't resist.

"How 'bout I make you a deal. Ask Uncle Jin to tell you how he met Uncle Jae and I'll tell you," he smiled back.

"But Abeoji, he'll never tell us. He says it's too embarrassing," whined Jihoon with a pout.

"They met at the corner store by appa's apartment," injected Honsol. "Appa was eating ramyeon and Abeoji keep looking at him and appa snapped."

"Lee Honsol, I will personally dispose of your body in the nearest ditch," scolded Jin as he set a plate in front of his son.

"Those two always fighting over food," hummed Jimin as he set his husband's plate on table.

"Thanks, sunshine," Yoongi kissed his husband on the lips before he started eating. Jisung – poor little Jisung was spending too much time at Uncle Jin's because he just stared at his Abeoji's plate and opened his mouth. Yoongi rolled his eyes and feed his son.

Jungguk smiled at the sight before him. He wished his Uncles Jae and Tae were there but their schedules were still very hectic and took a lot of time away from their family. Everyone got lost in mindless chatter but he had a mission to do today.

"Hey, Abeoji?" he asked.

"Hmm?" hummed Yoongi as he whipped his son's mouth clean.

"How do you ask someone out?"

"You open the door and say 'Get out. You're bothering me'."

While the younger kids were busy laughing their butts off, Seokjin, Jimin and Jungguk face palmed. He could tell his father was being serious.

"Seriously, hyung? Our son is asking for advise on how to court someone and you turned it into a joke?" scolded Jimin and he rested both his elbows on the breakfast table. "Ignore him, Gukkie. Just wing it. That how your father did it when we first me. Just don't scare the poor girl to death like he did me."

"It's not a girl, Appa. He's name's Yugyeom and he's in my class,"

"Oh, do tell," smiled Seokjin.

Breakfast with his family was something Jimin had always loved and it something they will do until their very last moments together.