Saying that you were spoiled was an understatement. No, your parents got you everything, since they had the money. It wasn't hard, being famous idols and all.

         "Appa!" You squealed, running out of Jin's arms and into the shorter rapper's, who gladly picked you up.

       "How was my little girl?" Yoongi asked, ruffling your (h/c) hair that had now reached past your shoulders.

       "She was great. She gave us tours around our own dorm and her room, introducing us to all of her stuffed animals," Jungkook laughed.

        "Jimin isn't back yet?" Yoongi frowned, noticing his husband and J-hope still missing.

       "Still practicing. We called him earlier after we laid (Y/n) down," Namjoon yawned. "He told us that he'll be done by eight."

       "Appa?" You looked up at Yoongi, who tried to hide his frown with a heart warming smile. "Where's appa?"

       "He's still working," Yoongi replied. You nodded and squirmed out of Yoongi's arms, deciding to draw a picture for Jimin, who he and Yoongi had oth been working hard.

        "It feels like only yesterday when you adopted (Y/n)," Taehyung giggled. "She was only two."

      "It's strange how fast she's grown up. Five already," Jungkook said. 

       "Says you! You're only twenty!" Yoongi gaped at the young boy. 

      "It's also strange how fast you and Jimin fell in love," Jin snickered, slowly sipping his tea like an old lady.

       "Hey, we've kept it a secret from the public for three years now," Yoongi shrugged, eyes flickering to his ring. "People just think that our rings our just for fashion, since all of us wear rings every now and then."

        "Ya! Haven't you heard of Yoonmin? People are catching on," Namjoon lifted an eyebrow. 

       "People think it's just a silly ship," Yoongi shrugged, eyes also looking at the digital clock that was on the TV. 7:57 PM. It was almost agonizing how long three minutes are feeling. 

        "I feel bad for lying to our fans and keeping secrets," Jungkook said slowly. "None of them are even aware that there is a five year old running around our dorm."

       "I guess it helps that she's at school most of the time while we film. Other times, she's either sleeping or just playing in her room," Jimin's voice startled Yoongi, who jumped away from the door, eyeing the two younger dancers.  "Now, where is the little ball of sunshine?" 

       "I thought I was the ball of sunshine!" Hoseok whined, who got a glare from Yoongi. "You aren't little, nor cute."

       Jimin ignored his hyungs, dropping his jacket and hanging it up before walking towards your room. His knuckle lightly rasped against the door, and you immediately opened the door. "Appa!"

        "Isn't it late?" Jimin asked gently, wondering why you weren't even in your pajamas and still in your school uniform.

       "I drew you and appa a picture!" You ignored his question like a typical five year-old and ran back into your room to retrieve the piece of paper. You had drawn two figures that had scribble clothes and scribble hair. One with light brown and the other with black. Both of their faces had sloppy smiley faces and a heart above them. "You two have been working hard!"

        "Appa will love this," sweaty Jimin knelt down to give you  hug and pick you up. "Nlw, let's get ready for bed and then you can go show it to appa."

        You nodded and beamed at Jimin, who set you on your bed to pick out some pajamas. He came back from your closet with a set of (f/c) pj's, gently giving you a smile. 

        "Get dressed and brush your teeth," he gently told you, handing you the set and leaving, closing the door behind him so you could get dressed in peace. Doing as he said you strip yourself of your small uniform and put on the pants first, then had trouble buttoning up the small shirt with your little fingers. Getting frustrated, you gave up and ran out of the room, close to tears from frustration.

        The members stared at you in shock (Jungkook was Jungshook), and Jimin widened his eyes, reaching you before Yoongi. "What's wrong? Why isn't your shirt buttoned up?"

        "The shirt won't button up!" You wailed, a big pout on your lips. 

       Jimin chuckled slightly and reached his hands out, buttoning up the shirt for you. Your tears and pout instantly went away and you gave Jimin a big hug, "thank you, appa!"

       "Just wait until she's older and you're able to embarrass her," Jin chuckled, and Yoongi gave you a big smile as you skipped towards the bathroom to brush your tiny teeth. 

      "I feel bad for your child," Hoseok sighed.  "It's going to have to listen to your lame dad jokes 24/7."

      "My jokes aren't lame!" Jin argues. Everyone was listening to the rare argument, amused, so they didn't notice you skip out with the picture behind you back. Only Jimin noticed when you seated yourself on his lap, then Yoongi noticed when Jimin squirmed a bit so it was comfortable. Yoongi was about to tell Jimin to stop squirming when he noticed you, who had droopy eyes already. 

        Everyone stopped laughing, now cooing at the way you cuddled against Jimin's chest, handing Yoongi the drawing. "I made you and appa a picture."

        Yoongi gave you a gentle smile, gingerly taking the picture and looking it over before letting the others see it. 

       "You have some talent. I wonder who you got it from," Jin joked, giving the picture to Namjoon. 

       "Obviously me," both males said at the same time and you let out a soft giggle. 

      The seven guys hadn't even noticed you falling asleep, the married couple only noticing when Jimin stood up, carrying you in his arms to go lay you down. Yoongi followed him, the two both telling you goodnight and giving you kisses on the forehead. After that, Yoongi turned off the light and gently closed the door.