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It was the evening time on a Sunday. Seokjin was preparing dinner for the friends he had invited over, while his husband, Namjoon, was cleaning the bedroom.
Their sons (Soobin who was three, and Kai who was one) wanted to help out too, and they did… in a way. Seokjin hadn’t had anything for them to do (without the fear of them hurting themselves or something else) so instead, they were given toy-brooms and a dustpan and were told to sweep. Both were currently doing so happily.
Seokjin ran to his bedroom to get Namjoon to ask for help in the kitchen. He was almost done: he just needed a little help with the finishing touches and setting up the table.
“Joon-ah can you help me...” Seokjin asked. He turned, hoping that the bedroom would be nearly finished and Namjoon would be wrapping up with the cleaning, but instead, he saw Namjoon on the bed, looking at dirty magazines. Namjoon didn’t try to hide the magazine, knowing that Seokjin didn’t really care about them.
“Hello,” Namjoon said, grinning abashedly, in response to Seokjin’s blush and bristling.
“You have children! Can’t you do this when the kids are asleep or not running around?!”
“Sorry.”
Seokjin groaned. He didn’t mind the magazines, but both of their kids were up and awake and could walk in at any moment. It worried him that his kids would see it and want to know more; they were too young for that.
As predicted, Soobin walked into the room. Seokjin quickly spun him around and picked him up, while Namjoon shoved the magazine underneath the pillow.
“Eomma, what’s wrong?” Soobin asked.
“Nothing sweetie. Appa is trying to clean, so why don’t we leave him alone?” Seokjin lifted Soobin up into his arms and promptly carried him out of the room, leaving Namjoon.
“Soobin-ah, who do you love more? Eomma or Appa?” Seokjin asked.
“Eomma!” Soobin replied.
“Are you just saying that because Appa is not in the room?”
“No. I love you Eomma!” Soobin kissed Seokjin’s cheek, smiling.
“I love you too, Soobin-ah!”
“More than Kai?”
“I love you both- equally ,” He booped Soobin on his nose, earning a giggle.
“Okay! I’m gonna go back to Kai now!” Soobin exclaimed, as he skipped back to his brother and broom and continued to sweep.
Namjoon came out of their bedroom then, wrapping his arms around Seokjin from behind. Seokjin laughed when Namjoon nipped at his neck, turning in his arms to kiss him.
“Is the bedroom clean?”
“Pretty much.”
Seokjin sighed.
“Joon-ah, can you go find a nicer shirt?” Seokjin asked, glancing down at the plain, wrinkled button-up his husband had on.
“Why? What’s wrong with this?” Namjoon asked, curious why his shirt wasn’t acceptable.
“We only meet up like this a few times a year, since everyone is so busy. It’s kinda important, so I want you to look nice. Plus, everyone’s bringing their kids, too, so it’s special .”
“Fine,” Namjoon huffed, “but I’ll only go with a kiss.”
“So demanding,” Seokjin chuckled, planting a kiss on his lips.
Namjoon grinned, then left back in the direction of the bedroom to change. He returned with a new button-up, one that wasn’t wrinkled and, in Seokjin’s opinion, complemented him much better. Seokjin gave him a thumbs up.
Namjoon plopped himself down on the sofa and watched Soobin ‘clean’. Kai had wandered off a few minutes ago, opting to do laps around the house instead of playing with Soobin.
Soobin sighed. He dropped his broom and dustpan on the floor and ran up to Namjoon with a pout.
“Appa…” Soobin whined, climbing into his lap.
“Yeah? What’s wrong?” Namjoon asked.
“I’m hungry.”
“Aww, baby, don’t cry. Our friends will be here soon and you can eat then, alright?”
“But I wanna eat now .”
“You know, some of our friends have kids around your age you can play with.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” Namjoon smiled.
Kai walked into the living room then, whining and babbling. On top of walking, he was also learning how to talk. Or he was working on it, rather. He hadn’t gotten a word out yet, but he spoke perfect gibberish.
Namjoon smiled and placed him on his lap, placing a kiss on his forehead and hugging him. He knew he was hungry, too.
“Why don’t we go try and convince Eomma to give us a snack before dinner, hmm?”
Half an hour passed before people started to arrive. Jungkook and Taehyung, Jimin and Yoongi, and Hoseok and Taesub all came one after the other with their own kids.
Everyone respectively went to their own two tables, kids and adults. Except for Yeonjun, who was glued to his parents, Jungkook and Taehyung, the whole time. He was rather shy and quiet.
After dinner, they all migrated to the living room to relax and chat.
“Wah, Yeonjun is so much like Jungkook when he was younger.” Seokjin laughed.
“Yeonjun-ah, why don’t you go play with the other kids?” Jungkook asked, pointing at the other kids playing in the corner. Yeonjun only nuzzled further into Jungkook’s chest. Everyone cooed.
“He acts like any other kid at home, but when we’re out, he’s so quiet. He’ll open up eventually, we’re sure.” Taehyung sighed.
“Soobin-ah! Come here!” Seokjin called. Soobin came running, excited. Seokjin smiled, leaned down and whispered something into Soobin’s ears. He smiled when Seokjin was finished, then ran over to Yeonjun and grabbed his hand.
“Hyung! Let’s play together! Come play with me and Beomgyu!” Soobin smiled. Yeonjun looked at his parents, a little scared.
“Go play with Beomgyu and Soobin,” Taehyung encouraged, as he patted Yeonjun’s back as if motioning him for him to go join the other kids. Yeonjun walked away with Soobin.
Then Taehyun, Jimin and Yoongi’s child, walked over to his parents.
“Eomma!” Taehyun climbed into Jimin’s lap, eagerly grabbing a chunk of his hair.
“Ow! Yes?” Jimin batted Taehyun’s hands away. Taehyun sat on Yoongi’s lap and looked up at him.
“Eomma!” Taehyun repeated, pulling Yoongi’s hair.
“I’m Appa, not Eomma. We’ve talked about this. Hajima. Let go of my hair.” Yoongi reprimanded.
“Eomma!”
“Appa.”
“Eomma!”
“Appa.”
“Eomma!”
“Appa.”
“I can’t believe that you have the patience to do that.” Namjoon gasped.
“I do this all day with him.” Yoongi chuckled.
“That’s true. Yoongi hyung’s been trying really hard to get him to say Appa. It’s not working.” Jimin giggled. “He likes to pull hair, too.”
“Yeah. Unfortunately.” Yoongi sighed.
“Eomma!” Taehyun shouted.
“Appa.” Yoongi said.
“He’s so active, all of a sudden. He sleeps all day and then wakes up when he’s hungry.” Jimin chuckled.
“Sounds like someone to me.” Taehyung playfully hit Yoongi.
“Just like me. ‘S why he’s also easy to handle.” Yoongi smiled.
Kai came over too and plopped himself onto Namjoon’s lap. He grabbed Namjoon’s hand and began to chew on his fingers. Namjoon was too distracted with the conversation to notice.
“Ow. Thank you for biting my finger. I really appreciate that.” Namjoon sighed. Kai giggled and kept biting.
“Kai’s fine. He doesn’t do anything silly, but he cries and gets scared when he’s alone.” Seokjin stated.
“That’s cute.” Jungkook commented.
“Kai, go find hyung and play with him. Huh?” Namjoon asked. Kai nodded, but made no attempt to leave and kept biting. Namjoon sighed and pulled his finger out of Kai’s mouth and placed Kai onto the ground. Kai blew a kiss to his parents and ran off.
“He takes after Seokjin hyung.” Jimin teased.
Hoseok and Taesub were curious where they’re own child, Beomgyu, was at.
“Where’s our kid?” Hoseok asked.
“He’s probably playing around with the others. He’s so energetic. We can’t catch up with him. He’s too much sometimes, but I love him.” Taesub laughed.
“So, he’s like Hoseok hyung.” Taehyung chuckled.
Yeonjun and Soobin walked back to the room.
“Eomma!” Soobin hugged Seokjin from behind.
“What did you and Yeonjun hyung do together?” Seokjin asked.
“We played with toys.”
“Sounds great.” Seokjin kissed Soobin’s tiny hand. “Hey guys, watch this. Soobin-ah, who do you love more? Eomma or Appa?”
“Yeonjun hyung!” Soobin walked over to Yeonjun and hugged him.
“Ouch, I feel so betrayed.” Seokjin sighed. Everyone laughed.
“Yeonjun-ah, what did you and Soobin do together?” Taehyung asked.
“Played with Soobin’s toys.” Yeonjun replied, short and quiet.
“Soobin-ah, how was Yeonjun? Was he nice? Did he actually play with you guys?” Jungkook asked. Jungkook and Soobin eyed each other. Soobin giggled, then winked at Jungkook.
“Oh no, he’s just like Seokjin hyung.” Jungkook sighed, rubbing his forehead.
“Oh my God!” Jimin laughed.
“Hyung, let’s go!” Soobin grabbed Yeonjun’s hand.
“Okay!” The two ran off.
“Thanks for doing that, hyung. He’s always so shy when he’s around other people. It’s nice to see him open up, for once.”
“No problem.” Seokjin winked. Beomgyu walked into the room and tugged on Taesub’s clothes.
“Eomma!” Beomgyu kept pulling on Taesub’s shirt.
“You little rascal, why are you bothering Eomma?” Hoseok teased.
“Appa!” Beomgyu let go of Taesub’s shirt.
“I’m gonna start tickling you! You better run!” Hoseok threatened playfully, before he tickled Beomgyu’s tummy. He laughed and thrashed, then ran away when Hoseok let him up.
“Thanks.” Taesub smiled, giving Hoseok a kiss.
A couple hours passed by and the kids started to get tired. Kai had even walked over to Namjoon, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
“Kai, are you tired?” Namjoon asked. He picked up Kai.
“The kids will need to go to sleep soon.” Jimin said, patting Taehyun, who had come to them a little while earlier and immediately crashed on his lap.
“Kai, are you Appa’s little boy?” Taesub asked, ruffling his hair. Kai buried his face into Namjoon’s chest.
“He’s tired.” Hoseok smiled.
“Alright.” Namjoon layed Kai’s head on his shoulder and patted him to sleep. Beomgyu, Yeonjun, and Soobin walked over shortly, sleepy as well.
“I think it’s time to leave.” Taehyung said, holding onto Yeonjun.
“Yeah, everyone’s exhausted.” Jimin agreed.
“Do you guys just wanna stay here for tonight? It’s kinda late- nearly curfew.” Seokjin insisted, looking at the time: 11:22.
“No, it’s alright. Beomgyu gets antsy when he doesn’t have his blankie and teddy.” Taesub kindly declined.
“God, I hate this stupid curfew.” Hoseok sighed. “Can’t a guy just enjoy a night with his friends? Is that so much to ask? It’s the 70’s - a changing time, why do we have to conform to this stupid rule?”
“You can enjoy a night with your friends, Hoseok hyung,” Jungkook replied “But you could also stay out and get thrown in jail because I mean, you’re just so obviously a communist.” He chuckled.
Hoseok laughed, although still a bit pouty.
Everyone grabbed their belongings and children, said their goodbyes and left. Namjoon and Seokjin grabbed their own kids and placed them into their beds once they were alone, before the two went to their own room for the night.