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Seokjin was never one to break up a friendship due to his caring nature so when he was stuck in a love triangle between two best friends he did what only he would. He married both of them in a joint ceremony. He was drawn to Namjoon and Yoongi in college because of their love of producing music and their obviously above par looks. Namjoon had even invited Seokjin to sing on a few of their tracks and that really set in stone their love. Yoongi on the other hand was quite quiet, much like Seokjin, but he was incredibly passionate about his work and Jin found him undeniably adorable. After the shock of finding out Jin wanted to marry both of them, Namjoon and Yoongi decided on marrying Jin but not each other. They had been friends for so long, even friends with benefits for a while, but that wasn’t what they wanted to be the basis of their relationship.
The wedding was small and could have been considered a shotgun wedding as not even eight months later Jin brought bright and bubbly Hoseok into the world. He could have been taken for Namjoon’s child except for the fact that he was a quiet baby and far from Namjoon’s raucous self. Yoongi would claim that was the happiest moment of his life, seeing his sweet Seokjin holding tiny Hobi while Namjoon dutifully brushed back Jin’s bangs and offered tissues for the tears of happiness. There was never any jealousy between Jin’s husbands. Not even as Hoseok got older and started to walk, or rather dance, around the house. His babbling even turned quickly to rhyming as Namjoon and Yoongi both had a habit of free-styling around the house. Jin would cradle Hoseok on the sofa while listening to his boys in their home studio working. Hobi was everything the trio ever wanted. They all spoiled him but he never showed it, not even when entering the second grade and Jin announced he was pregnant with their second child. He was even excited. He loved to dance and was excited to teach his new sibling.
Once again Namjoon would have to wait for Jin to bear his child. Little Jimin was born a few weeks early and Jin decided it best to stay by his side in the NICU until he could come home. While Yoongi continued to work on what would be a platinum seller, Namjoon comforted the slightly distraught Seokjin. He knew the baby would be fine, but Yoongi had been so busy he couldn’t even be present at the birth of his second son. Namjoon texted him dozens of pictures and videos. What no one knew was that with each one a new tear was brought to his eyes and he had to pause his work to gather his senses.
When Jimin came home Hoseok could barely contain himself. He was old enough that his parents didn’t have to worry about him hurting the baby but everyone was cautious because of the circumstances of his birth. They were told he would probably always be on the small side, but what they didn’t know was that having Hobi as a big brother would help him thrive. Even as a toddler he followed his big brother around the house, babbling his own songs and trying to go along with Hobi’s made up dances. Jin, Namjoon and Yoongi would watch in fascination over the kitchen breakfast bar as their boys leapt around the living room. It wasn’t necessarily against the rules to jump on the furniture, but Namjoon and Yoongi were both a little jealous as early into living together they had been chastised by Jin for doing so.
Jimin was just about one when Namjoon finally became a father. Taehyung was wiggly and funny right out of the womb. His boxy, toothless smile definitely brought the sun out every day. Hobi was glad to have another sibling to teach but he didn’t seem to show the same promise Jimin did. Jimin on the other hand was struggling with middle child syndrome. He was only a toddler but he knew he was spending less time with Jin and more time with his dad. Yoongi, trying to bond with his son, sampled a few of his babbles and added them to his solo project. Jimin seemed to like to listen to the toned down versions before his naps. Listening to his daddy’s work calmed him down even when he wasn’t there. For that, Jin was grateful as Taehyung turned out to be quite a handful. He began to crawl incredibly early and without Hobi at home to watch out for Jimin, Jin considered leashing his children to keep track of them. He quickly shook that idea out of his head. He blocked off part of the bedroom and restricted Taehyung to it so he could safely bumble around. Unlike his other boys, Tae didn’t sing in his crib, he did try to escape a few times though. Instead of waking up to the lilting song of a baby, Namjoon, Jin or Yoongi would be woken with a slap to the face or just being suffocated by a baby sleeping on their face.
It was a new phenomenon for everyone. Hobi, nearing his preteen years of angst, was getting a little annoyed with Taehyung climbing on everything. He had to keep an extra eye out so he didn’t trip over him while dancing. Jimin found it amusing to watch Taehyung be plucked off a counter top or confined to a bouncy chair. Taehyung didn’t have long to take up everyone’s attention. Seokjin was in the bathroom studying the test in front of him. He did love kids but having three barely in the span of 4 years was doing a number on his psyche and his body. He was tall and rather lithe but four kids was pushing it. He knew he’d have to do some kind of dieting to cut the baby weight. Yoongi knew this new baby would be hard pressed to be his. He had been out of the country when Jin conceived and he was glad that Namjoon would have a little more responsibility around the house. It wasn’t that Yoongi didn’t love giving his all for his family, he had just always been bad at showing his emotions without music behind it.
Namjoon had taken to coddling and spooning with Jin when he wasn’t feeling well. He could sense this was going to be their last baby and he wanted to savor every minute with his Seokjin glowing with new life. Jin didn’t mind either. He soaked in the feeling of Namjoon’s large hands on his shoulders or burgeoning stomach. Namjoon was the first to realize Jin was going into labor in the wee hours of the morning. Yoongi had woken up early to work before the kids started with their ruckus and Namjoon was basking in Jin’s glow, letting his husband get a few more hours before getting Hoseok off to school. He felt the hard edges on constricting muscle and possibly a foot. Jin was miraculously still asleep. He could sleep through most things, that had been a bit of an issue when Jimin had moved out of the room during his third pregnancy. Someone would always have to run to a crying Jimin who was never hard to hear. Jin loved his babies but he really only noticed their distress when they were in the room with him. He was struggling with pregnancy brain for almost 3 years straight and it had taken its toll.
While Jin slept soundly, probably thinking the baby was just kicking really hard, Namjoon tried to wake him without scaring him. He knew Jin would know what going into labor felt like, he’d had three kids already, but maybe he’d gotten used to it and began to ignore it. Namjoon knew that couldn’t be true from all the screaming and crying Jin did all three previous births. Seokjin may have heard what Nams was thinking as he shot up and ran to the bathroom. He came back with a sullen yet shocked look on his face. Namjoon was worried but didn’t let it show. Jin slowly walked over to Taehyung’s crib where he was thankfully sleeping deeply. He carefully picked him up and calmly handed the toddler to Namjoon. He understood Jin’s intentions. Shortly after moving Tae into Jimin’s room he heard the soft beginning groans of Jin’s labor. He quickly called the hospital to inform them of the current situation. Seokjin had really wanted this last time to go perfectly, the baby had a different plan.
Jin was actually past his due date but he had opted to as he wanted to be with his own doctor who had a medical conference that week. His doctor called him an idiot but after a glare from Namjoon he went along with the ridiculous plan. Jin was bent over the foot board of the bed, knuckles white as he clutched the carved wood. Namjoon came up behind him to comfort him but was met with a swatting hand. He informed Jin of the hospital situation which seemed to infuriate Jin. He whined as Namjoon tried to explain that his doctor wasn’t available at such an hour. Seokjin had never expected his last birth to be the scariest. He had also never expected it to end up being a home birth. As awkward as it was, as both husbands were really, Jin had to ask Namjoon to check how far he was dilated. Namjoon would have blanched and pushed Yoongi with his stronger constitution forward. This wasn’t Yoongi’s child so Namjoon took a deep breath and before he even had to delve in he could feel the head. Jin screamed when Namjoon told him his progress. Yoongi, even in his soundproof studio heard the piercing noise.
He peeked past the bedroom door and immediately after seeing the bloodbath of Namjoon between Jin’s legs raced to the toddlers’ room and rolled the crib into the studio to spare them any bad dreams. Hoseok was scrubbing the sleep out of his eyes as his father was pushing his brothers into the recording studio. His quizzical look was met but Yoongi shooing him back into his room to get ready for school.
Hours of anguish passed and Namjoon felt that the early progression was a fluke. He had moved to sit next to Jin as he rested between contractions. Namjoon would have asked Jin if he needed anything but he was concentrating so hard he barely heard Namjoon half that time he was coaching him. In a lull from the labor he scrambled to set up the new bassinet that was sitting in the far corner from Taehyung’s crib. He knew Tae would have a few negative sounds to make about this development. Namjoon also took out the boxes of newborn sized clothes. With three kids already, whatever had survived the first couple years was kept for the next kid. This was mainly because Jin wanted to take pictures of all the babies in the same outfit to later compare them.
Briefly, Namjoon knelt before the box of baby clothes smelling the lingering baby smell and reminiscing. The hard grunt he heard from the bed alerted him to get back to Jin’s side quickly. He was grateful his husband was out of it because otherwise he would have noticed Namjoon in a daze clutching a onesie instead of holding onto his knees and spouting encouraging words. Nam rushed to him and adjusted his position for him to push more aggressively. This was beneficial as it helped Jin pass the shoulders and Namjoon easily assisted in pulling the baby out the rest of the way.
Namjoon had a lot of practice swaddling and bathing from the early days with Tae, he lifted his newborn son in a clean blanket and handed him off to Jin. Seokjin lazily took the baby into his arms as Namjoon covered his exposed lower half with blankets and towels. He looked at him sleepily, the baby yawning and blinking slightly. He smiled before mumbling his new son’s name. Namjoon heard the quiet “Jungkookie” before the sound of a knock at the front door broke his daze. Jin’s doctor, still in his pajamas was at the door with a large bag. Namjoon led him in to Jin and Jungkook, then retired to the studio to check on the still sleeping toddlers.
When Yoongi got back from dropping off Hobi at school, of course after getting several pictures of Jungkook which he showed to his giddy son, he sat on the large bed with Jimin in his arms. Namjoon on the other side of Jin held Taehyung. The previously two youngest boys looked curiously at their new brother. He was larger than all the other’s by far but Jin thought he looked the sweetest. He would be right. The other boys were good kids, but Jungkookie would always be his baby.
To give them time to acclimate and bond with the new baby, Yoongi left everyone briefly to pick up Hoseok from school. Hobi practically burst into the bedroom to see his baby brother. Jimin seemed to be a bit jealous that only Hobi got to hold the new baby. His father assured him he would be able to as soon as he woke up from his next nap. Taehyung didn’t seem to mind. His stubby fingers did find their way into the baby’s soft, black hair a few times. Everyone was glad the bassinet was too high for Tae to climb and too far away from any makeshift ladder. Although, all three husbands found it beyond adorable when Jimin would curl up around Taehyung on the napping mat in the living room, it was even cuter with Kookie between the two toddlers. They were unexpectedly gentle with him and Jimin never gave up an opportunity to give his Kookie lots of kisses. Tae was probably glad he’d have someone to teach to climb and bother Jimin.