KOOK POV:

"Op-pa wait~" Ha Eun giggles as she chases after Hyun Jae who's loud laughter echoes in the living room as he runs away with his stolen treasure, the captured teddy he waves over his head. His grin when he turns to look over his shoulder, is victorious and triumphant, and short lived. Because he goes tripping and stumbling over his feet as he falls to the ground, Ha-Eun's delighted giggles as she gets closer and tackles him, promptly falling onto his sprawled figure to capture him and keep him 'prisoner'. 

"Got you!" she yells triumphantly, tugging her teddy free and laughing at his confused, bewildered look, mind still trying to process what's just happened.

I laugh and slide to the floor, moving over to where the two of them are sprawled together, Ha-Eun's infectious giggles making me join in as Hyun Jae blinks up at her, a slightly lost look.

"Oh dear Hyeonie! Your little sister is the big brave knight saving her teddy! You can't win." I tease, knowing just how powerful the sweet smile of hers was, nose scrunching as she waves her teddy above her head.

"Dada I win! Op-pa lost!" she cheers.

And when Hyun Jae pouts and huffs at his three-year-old sister, it's with the petulance of a huffy six-year-old baby, turning away until she giggles and presses a smacking kiss to his cheek, a consolation prize for losing this round. And the many others.

Seemed like the boys hadn't exactly figured out how to one up her and win. 

They always emerged as losing to her whether it was diving first for cuddles, or stealing kisses. But given how smitten the boys looked with the little ball of energy that was Ha-Eun, it didn't seem like they minded all too much. For all that they grumbled and groused, the twitch of lips and fondness shining in brown eyes gave it away.

They adored Ha-Eun.

And wouldn't have it any other way than her grinning and beaming.

"Come on you big baby. Let's get you both lunch. Mama won't be happy if she comes home and you haven't eaten lunch. There'll be no park for you two." I teasingly say, watching as Ha Eun scrabbles upright first, darting to my side to tug at my shoulder sleeve.

"Dada food please!" she says with a toothy smile.

I tap my cheek.

"Kissie first baby." I ask and she obliges, immediately leaning in to press a dozen of giggly kisses as she nuzzles against my cheek with pleading whines of 'dada let's go'. 

I smile as I hoist her up, smiling at the way she clings to my neck, happily nuzzling close- unlike the way our boys never seemed to. I hold her close to me as I lean forward to tickle Hyun Jae, watching as he giggles and twists away to escape, jumping up fluidly.

"Dada, mama will be angry if you don't hurry. And then no park for you!" he echoes playfully, twisting my words and shooting me a smmug look as he darts into the kitchen first, the sight of him scrabbling into a chair greeting us as we enter behind him.

I sigh fondly, walking over to where Jin hyung had left lunch, already cooked and waiting to be heated- even if I'd insisted I could do it. He'd silenced my protests with a quick kiss stolen whilst Dae Hyeonie had been pulling on his shoes and sent me off with a sweet fleeting burning gaze.

And it's only as the two are tucking in does the sound of the front door opening have the two of them adorably freezing, Hyun Jae's fork hovering near his mouth and Ha-Eun's mouth open midway as I'd been feeding her.

And the sight of their mum, our wife and youngest soulmate entering through the hallway has giddy grins spreading across their lips, Hyun Jae's cry of 'mama' much clearer than Ha-Eun's muffled garble, hands reaching out to make grabby motions.

She laughs, a beautiful tinkle of sound as she crosses the distance to peck my cheek, lips lingering and eyes flashing with warmth before she's stepping away, hand trailing to squeeze my hip before she moves around to our children.

"How've you two been for dada?" she coos, pressing kisses to Ha-Eun's cheeks and deftly plucking a tissue to wipe at her mouth, tapping her nose as she moves away to Hyun Jae who throws his arms around her when she bends down, hugging her tightly and pressing a kiss to her cheeks.

"I missed you mama! Dada was cheating!" he complains, widening her eyes and shooting her a wobbly pout, looking so hurt, so betrayed that for a moment I feel guilty too. Until his words sink in and I stare incredulously at him when (Y/N) turns to shoot me a questioning look, eyes flashing with amusement when I shake my head quickly.

"I did not! When?" I demand, eyes wide and startled.

From behind (Y/N) Hyun Jae beams, the devious boy as she gives me her attention.

"Were you cheating Kookie? Setting a bad example for the kids?" she asks, and though I can hear the playfulness in her voice, can see it in the way her lips twitch as she looks at me, a part of balks at the authority she holds as a mother, something in me needing to defend myself.

"No! I never cheat! Hyun Jae just lost to Ha-Eun!" I retort, my defence backed up by giggly nods and sticky hand claps.

"Mama I win! Op-pa lose!" she yells happily, her exuberance making (Y/N)'s false stern look melt away as she laughs. And then she winks at me, a lilting smile that has my heart clenching and racing at the sweet promise in them.

Even now, even now a slight look has me softening and crumbling so easily to her.

"Both my babies are winners! Now remember no rough playing at the park, Dae Hyeonie and dada will be coming back soon." She says, making sure they've eaten properly before they go tumbling and running out of the kitchen, a fond look on her face at their receding giggles.

And smiles when I move close to tug her to stand between my parted thighs, wrapping my arms around her to hug her.

"Had a good day then baby?" she asks softly.

I nod, brushing a kiss to her shoulder, to the side of her neck- relishing in these stolen moments before the kids come rushing back in. she sighs and leans further into me, my hands dropping to hold her by her hips, much curvier and wider than when we'd first met but even more so precious and appreciated by each and every one of us- proof of the children she'd born and proof of her surviving and turning stronger and stronger.

"I love you." I murmur against her throat, lips lingering against her skin, squeezing gently at her hips, hands trailing up to cup her waist, to press her closer and to lean in further.

"I love you too Koo." She says, tilting her head up to brush her lips to mine, sweet and glossy- the deep pink tint she'd applied this morning for her meeting still fresh. I still remembered the sight of Tae hyung demanding a taste of the tint, insisting he needed to check if they were kiss proof as the adverts had claimed, trapping her between the wall and his body and emerging thoroughly pleased with a heady look in his eyes, reaching out for a dazed wife only for her to dive away behind Yoongi hyung and make her escape.

And even now the colour still looked fresh, still looked just as appealing if not more as I leant in towards those lips, brushed my tongue against them and let out a muted groan when she parted them in silent access, inviting me into her, tongue meeting my own in slow deep sweeps.

It's a hurried secret moment of intimacy as I hold her close, as we share breath and taste each other, stealing it to harbour within us, her hands going to grip my shirt, to tug me close as she tilts her face up, her teeth scraping over my bottom lip, a slow burning intensity that gains strength and has to be engulfed all too soon because the pattering rush of footsteps ring in our ears, mouths hastily sliding away, mussed and swollen to turn just in time to see Hyun Jae and Ha-Eun appear in the doorway, this time with Joon hyung grinning behind them- eyes twinkling knowingly and dimples deepening as he takes in the two of us.

"Room for one more? I finished early and came back with Jin hyung and Hyeonie." He says, longing and love flashing in his eyes, yet another moment of tenderness that'll always stay with me.

I nod at him at the same time she curves over my leg to lean forward for him, hand outstretched.

"Mama not coming park?" Hyun Jae pipes up, face scrunched with a confused frown, the beginnings of a petulant frowny pout beginning to grace his lips.

But Joon hyung sweeps in with an excuse, hand pressing to (Y/N)'s forehead, cupping her cheeks and dancing over her neck before he puts on a grave expression.

"Mama is a bit warm. She should rest. We'll take care of her." he says quickly, his frowny face doing wonders to cement the belief in our kids.

Enough that it has Jin hyung and Dae Hyeonie peeking around the doorway, Jin hyung's eyes already scanning her, initial concern melting away for a wry knowing grin as he rolls his eyes, mouths 'traitors' to us before he's scooping his arms around our kids to shepherd them away.

And just as he reaches the door, amidst the loud yells of goodbye, his voice cuts through.

"Tae honey, perfect timing. Ha-Eunnie was waiting for you! She wants to go on the monkey frame with you!" Jin hyung's voice rings out, amused and insistent and the startled yelp as Tae hyung is probably being tugged into the fray and ushered right back out the door.

And when the door closes (Y/N) bursts into giddy laughter, body pressing into mine as she clutches at my legs, face bright and joyous, rosy lips parted in giggly wonder.

And then Joon hyung is slotting up beside her, to press a searing kiss to my lips, hand cupping my jaw and leaning into my space, a consuming fiery spark where he claims my mouth. And when the bond is going floaty and dazed he's pulling back to smile at me, dimpled smile, eyes dark as his eyes flicker to my lips and drags his thumb over my bottom lip.

"How've the kids been baby?" he asks, voice low and smooth, liquid honey as he looks at me.

It takes me a few moments to process the words past the deep low register of his words before I'm nodding, 'good' spilling past my lips.

And then the same fiery attention is turned over to (Y/N), lips hot and demanding as they dive in for a kiss, leaning over my leg to lightly grip her chin and turn her face up towards him as he kisses her, only moving back when she makes a strangled, muffled whimper against his mouth, reaching to clutch at his collared shirt sleeve.

And when he leans back, his eyes are all fiery and demanding.

"I love that shade on you. Could kiss you all day." He murmurs.

My hands tighten around her waist, leaning close to brush my lips against his throat, hand tugging at the undone button of his collar to drag my lips lower.

"And me?" I ask, voice vibrating against his skin.

Joon hyung's smile is nothing short of dangerous and exciting as his eyes drift over us.

"You and (Y/N), I could gladly both ruin and spoil." He promises.

I shoot a glance to (Y/N).

"Well baby, feeling like being ruined or spoiled?" I ask.

And the spark of desire in her eyes is nothing compared to the sheer buckling want that courses through the bond is answer enough.

Answer enough to push Joon hyung into action.

Answer enough that I know exactly where this free afternoon is going.

JIMIN POV:

Stepping into a home full of husbands, our wife and kids means that I never step into a silent home. But today it is. Uncharacteristically so.

The shoes that spill out of the shoe racks are the small slippers that we've tried making the kids wear indoors, alongside the others who aren't home yet.

One, two, three...huh. There should be three of them home given the lack of slippers at the entryway, though it won't be the first time one of them end up wandering outside in carpet slippers, no matter how much Jin hyung nags that hard soles doesn't mean they're suited for the garden.

Bringing to mind Tae dashing out in carpet slippers when the first snow settled. Yelling with delight then screeching when the cold wetness soaked through and he'd hopped around, diving for Hobi hyung's frame when he'd poked his head out, clinging and wrapping his frame around him and calling to be saved. Jin hyung had not been amused. Not when he seemed to make a habit of it and sometimes try tug one of us out.

But if there's three of them at home, one of them definitely (Y/N) given that her slippers are missing- starkly different in size to ours, then where is she? She's always a force of movement rushing around the house, bustling from one corner to the other, voice bright and exuberant, at times scolding, at most cooing and fussing.

But it's unsettlingly quiet.

Quiet that when I enter and my eyes turn to scan the living room, there's no sight of any of them draped or splayed across one of the couches or the cushions, none of them on the carpet and a peek into the kitchen reveals no-one is there or in the garden beyond.

"Anyone home?" I call as I ascend the stairs, that earlier consuming flood of desire had been only minutely lessened, had still sent a bolt of it thick enough to make me pause, stop to clench the edge of a table.

There's the distant sounds of the others getting back, keys turning in the lock and sleepy, worn out kids trudging into the hallway downstairs if the clingy whines of 'dada HOLD me' and 'dada UP' are anything to go by. And low murmurs as our soulmates enter with them.

But I continue walking further down the hallway, forgoing opening the kids bedroom. They're downstairs.

And when I swing open the bedroom door to the room Tae and I had often crashed in together, sometimes sleepily, sometimes with giggles as we stumbled into furniture in our haste to get into bed, it's to freeze at the sight, a slow smile stretching across my lips, heat simmering low in my gut.

Two things.

One. it's definitely a good thing the kids hadn't come back home earlier, it was good that he'd inherited a lot of Kook's and Hobi's burning energetic enthusiasm.

Two. I couldn't stop a delighted laugh bubbling past my lips at the mere thought of Tae's face when he found them.

My laugh causes the head at the centre to turn, turning from where it had been bent to brush kisses across a bare muscular shoulder to look at me, lips curving into a greeting smile.

"Jiminie! Home already?" Joon hyung asks, content with our two youngest soulmates curled close to his chest, Kookie's tattooed arm slung over Joon hyung's hip, shifting as he turns to shoot a deeply satiated, loose smile.

"Hyung..." he calls in greeting, arm rising from under the covers, with a bitten curse from Joon hyung to reach out for me, leaning upwards with pouty lips imploringly for a kiss.

I smile into the kiss, hand sweeping his longer curls of hair away from his face to kiss him, fingers moving to press against a dark mark on his shoulder, rubbing and watching with a teasy smile when he groans, a deep moan slipping out as he bats my hands away.

"That was Joon hyung spoiling me." he retorts, eyes flashing with a hidden secret, to which Joonie hyung just laughs and smiles, kissing the side of Kook's head and then meeting my lips for a sweet short kiss.

"What do you mean already Joon hyung? It's early evening...have you been up here since?" I tease.

And the easy grin is answer enough.

"They weren't complaining!" he retorts.

And Kookie snorts in laughter, turning to face me, tugging the sheets down a bit to reveal (Y/N)'s curled up napping frame, the delicate curve of her back, the dip at her hips and the swelling curves of her chest marked with a stunning array of colour- blues and reds and purples where some of the marks have already begun to darken.

I already know Tae will be glad to join me in mapping them out later under our hands. To hear and swallow the delicious sounds they'll coax out.

And also...the reaction he'll give.

It's almost as if the two of us are tied with telepathy, because it's mere moments later his deep voice calls as he walks closer.

"Where are you all? Hide and seek isn't meant to be played without the seeker! And I called not it last time!" he calls, voice amused and readying for an argument when he enters behind the open door and promptly shuts it.

Leaning against it with wide eyes.

And a face that transforms from shock into outright betrayal.

"...I can't live with the utter betrayal happening. I just can't!" He retorts, eyes flashing with burning pooling need as they trail over the scene, move close towards the bed and watch with simmering darkened irises.

Eyes drifting from Kook's marked shoulders and satiated smile, to Joon hyung's arms tucked around our two youngest soulmates looking both immensely pleased and satisfied to have the two curled close. And then to       (Y/N)'s sinfully tempting marked body, splayed in its slumbering glory as he curls close to Joon hyung, body bare and beautifully exposed.

And the look he shoots me is nothing short of a silent whine, lip jutting out.

"They had fun without us! Is this why you didn't come to the park? And here I thought you took the 'not feeling well' excuse to sneak in cuddles not get down and dirty under MY sheets without me!" He complains, and yet his body is unable to stop moving, walking to the other side of bed where he can slip onto the free space beside (Y/N).

And his eyebrows shoot up when he raises the sheets to sidle close, eyes falling to the sight of her before his eyes turn accusatory towards Joon hyung and Kook- both who are taking in his expression with twitching wry lips.

"What did you do to her?" He asks, a mixture of wonder and amazement alongside disbelief.

And it's Jungkookie who answers surprisingly.

"Joon hyung offered to spoil and ruin us. (Y/N) and I just picked an option each. I wanted to be spoiled and (Y/N)...well her body speaks for itself no?" He says, rising to curve over Joonie hyung's chest, fingers dancing over his exposed chest to slide under the sheets-whatever his hand does causes a bitten lip and wide disbelieving eyes from hyung.

Ruined. That's what her body attests to. Thoroughly marked and claimed given the many visible marks on the glimpses of skin so tantalisingly offered. Who knew what lay under a mere sheet?

I couldn't wait to find out.

"And what can I say...she makes the prettiest sounds Tae hyung when two mates join efforts." Kookie coyly adds, smiling when Tae groans.

"That's it. I will be hogging her. I will be thoroughly spoiling her. And I will show you what it means to ruin her." Tae's eyes flash with confident challenge.

And it's amusing to see how quickly it changes when Dae Hyeonie's voice comes wafting up the stairs as he moves close.

"Dadas where are you? Dinner is ready! And have you seen mama?" His bright chirpy nine year old voice comes seeping through, full of amusement and mischief and just a tad bit of dry exasperation that I just knew came from Yoongi hyung.

It's a frantic blur how quickly Tae digs out a large pyjama top to throw at Joon hyung as he rushes to hoist up (Y/N) and help in quickly dressing her, supporting her sleeping frame- because for all that he teases, he'd never disturb her rest.

And the buttons are barely hastily done, sheets drawn up to tuck her in that a knock comes on the door before a tentative 'appa' comes through.

"You can come in Dae!" I call, smiling when he enters, ruffling his hair as he dives in for a hug, peering at the bed with curiosity.

"Dada why are you dressing down for bed now? You know appa doesn't like it!" He exclaims, referring to Jin hyung- and his insistence to convince the ringleader and advocate for unwise decisions, Tae, that pyjamas or no pyjama top at all wasn't a very welcome policy in a house with kids who could catch colds very easily with their little teeny bodies.

And then his eyes drift to (Y/N), tucked close between Tae and Joon hyung, hiding her bottom half from sight completely, even if Hyeonie had gone to the other end.

"Is mama really sick?" He asks, concern thick in his voice and the nervous wring of his hands, something he'd picked up and gotten from his mother, accompanying his frowning face.

It makes me feel bad that someone had lied to our kids, but it's funny seeing them fluster too.

"She's just tired kiddo. Nothing a nice cuddly nap won't fix!" Tae reassures.

Hyeonie's face brightens.

"I could cuddle mama!" He offers.

Silence.

"Maybe after dinner bud. Come on, if we hurry we can steal Tae's portion of dessert." I mock whisper, standing to turn Dae Hyeonie towards the door, greeted with an upside down dimples grin of eagerness.

"Hey! No fair!" Tae's affronted voice calls out indignantly, and he moves to hurry behind us setting chase.

The last thing I see before I leave the room is the sight of (Y/N)'s lips.

Lip tint still perfectly on.

Maybe it was more than just kiss-proof.

(THERE WE GO!! A MIXTURE OF KIDDIES BONDING AND GIGGLING AND THEN FIERY JOON MAKING AN ENTRANCE FOR A TEENSY BIT! DAE HYEONIE (MY BABIE) WASN'T IN THIS CHAPTER AS MUCH COS HE WAS OFF GETTING JABS THAT KIDS DO AT HIS BIG AGE *SNIFFLE* 🥺 HE'S GROWN SO MUCH! WITH HIS DOCTOR DAD JINNIE!! AND MY MY, THE BOYS WERE DESPERATE TO DO A THOROUGH TESTING OF HER LIP PRODUCT- ONLY THE BEST FOR THEIR GIRL!! HOPE IT WAS FUN TO READ AND ENJOY!! LET ME KNOW, TAKE CARE AND STAY SAFE LOVELIES!)

QUESTION....SOMETHING YOU LOOKED FORWARD TO TODAY?

Mine is...diving into my new thick winter pjs!! Managed to get them a day ago and couldn't wait to see if they were as warm as they look!

Borahae! 💜💜💜

PurpleQueenie <3