(Y/N) POV:

I sigh exhausted as I sink back onto the bed, shuffling close to curl up next to Joonie oppa who with equally tired and understanding eyes, wraps his arms around me to hold me close.

"He's asleep?" he mumbles into my hair.

"He's asleep." I murmur into his bare chest, resting my head against it, feeling the strong steady thud of his heartbeat lull me back to sleep again, with my arms around him and our baby a room over with Minnie and Jinnie oppa.

It's been a few months since he's been born and yet he still isn't able to sleep peacefully through the night, just like his older brother I muse before my eyes flutter shut.

And yet it feels like we've barely shut our eyes when the alarm cuts through the fog of sleep and pierces through our unconscious, stirring us awake. I feel Joonie oppa shift as he leans over me to turn the alarm off, body shifting.

"Time to get up baby." He murmurs pressing a kiss to my head, then to my forehead, then to my cheeks and the tip of my nose and a small chaste peck against my lips.

I cling onto him, wounding my arms further around him, roving up and down his back, legs locking around his waist.

"Don't want to." I mumble sleepily, clinging tightly when he suddenly rises with me still plastered onto him, blanket falling to reveal his bare torso and mine clothed in a loose silky slip.

"Come on sleepy...your own personal alarm clock will be here soon anyways." He laughs, the reverberation of his chuckles felt easily against my body.

And true to his words there's the sound of eager pattering footsteps, followed by a louder hurried one and a hushed shout of "Dae Hyeonie wait!" just as a small figure comes rushing into the room, laughing delightedly as Kookie gives chase and follows sheepishly- shooting the two of us an apologetic smile.

"Our baby is getting too quick." He says, eyes fond as he glances down to said baby who's already toddling over happily, coming round the side of the bed, and lifting his arms, expectantly waiting.

I laugh as I move away from Joonie oppa slightly, reaching over to scoop him up and smiling with happiness when he clambers onto my lap and peers up at his dad.

"Dada...mama said you should wear clothes. Dada where clothes?" he asks innocently, head tilted as he shines doe-eyes at his dad who appears flustered and put onto the spot.

"Dada was feeling too hot." He mumbles but there's a slight flush beginning to decorate his cheeks when Dae-Hyeonie cocks his head at him, intent glint in his eyes; I've seen that glint in Yoongi oppa, that silent observing way of his and laughing I plop our son onto his dad's lap as I scramble off, tugging Kookie behind me and giggling when I hear the betrayed 'hey' that follows us out.

"Shower?" Kookie asks, suddenly gaining lead, and tugging me behind him now- hair mussed and adorably rumpled.

I nod, allowing him to tug me into the nearest bathroom.

What starts off as giggles and eager fumbling to push and shove each other under the shower spray first, quickly becomes heated lingering hands that burn across each other's skin, teasing trailing fingers that are wet with water and yet it doesn't stray further than that, further than teasing even as Kookie whines when I turn the water off and step out to towel myself off and head to the sink to brush my teeth and wash my face. He joins me, body pinning mine into the counter as he grumbles, leaning over to take his toothbrush from the small pot, holding it out sadly when I squeeze toothpaste onto it. And he continues to shoot me wounded doe-eyes as we both brush our teeth; they remain pinned on me as I rinse my mouth and wash my face. And finally, when he's putting his toothbrush back and moving forward to rinse his mouth, I turn to press a kiss to his cheek.

Unable to resist the sight of my pouty baby.

And yet he hurries with finishing up rinsing his mouth because immediately afterwards he turns his face to bring our lips together quickly, heatedly as he leans into the kiss, hand holding my back as he tugs me forward, lips sucking my bottom lip between his, teeth gently scraping against it as he tugs and nips at it- tongue laving over with a cool yet heated wet slow intent. He bends down slightly, hands going under my thighs to lift me up, legs wrapping around his waist as he places me down carefully onto the counter of the bathroom, hands sliding around his neck as he tilts his head up, chasing after my lips, deepening the kiss.

One hand comes to cup my jaw and then there's a sudden nip that makes me gasp in surprise, lips parting for him as he immediately delves his tongue in, slowly and lazily claiming my mouth as his, tongue roving over each dip and each nook and cranny, exploring and tasting and teasing until he finally brushes his tongue against my own, slowly intertwining it and entangling it with his own.

His other hand brushes down the towel to come to a rest on my left thigh, the touch burning and sending a scorching trail of need to bolt through me, gently stroking circles into my skin even as he teasingly raises those fingers higher, playing with the hem of the towel. My hands slide down from his neck to trail against his slightly wet skin, roving over broad shoulders before trailing and edging down towards his chest, feeling, and exploring the toned muscular body which shifts and leans into the touch, skin warm.

And as my hand trails down further, his hand slides up under the towel, leaving delicious tingles in his wake as he slides the towel up, revealing more and more of my thigh, my hands reach his waist where the towel has been wrapped around and fidget with the hem, hand going to unwrap it.

But as he leans back slightly to let me remove the towel, just as his hand slides down my jaw to the edge of the towel, gripping it as he kisses hungrily, deeper and faster now, a stifled groan released into my mouth as we feel the need build and burn and scorch our skins, the intensifying need to feel closer and closer, just as the towels are about to come off the door gets flung wide open and then a cheery deep voice fills it.

"Wow...its steamy in here." Tae comments, deep timbre only making me feel more and more want as he steps in, to take us in.

"Naughty babies...what if Dae Hyeonie had walked in?" he chides teasingly, voice a deep murmur as he steps closer to tug the lobe of my ear against his teeth, scraping against it before leaving a burning lingering kiss to the skin of my neck there.

"Then there would've been trouble." He continues, lips brushing against Kookie's exposed shoulder.

"Lock the door next time." he adds, before stepping away to shuck off his clothes, grinning as he steps into the shower.

And the two of us freeze, staring at each other before we laugh, clutching at each other as the thick heady atmosphere dissipates into something lighter.

And then Tae's face peeps out.

"And next time invite me!" he yells.

YOONGI POV:
I sigh with relief when the sounds of heavy breathing, muffled whimpers and groans and the wet sound of lips and bodies shifting come to a stop-Tae's voice coming out deep and playful as he puts an end to it.

I enter the bedroom to see Jiminie cooing as he scoops up our bundle of joy. Jin hyung is behind him, fussing over the two as Jae-Hyun quietly fusses, shifting slightly in his dad's arms, I can hear the small soft gurgles and sounds coming of his mouth and smile, heading in further to peer at our baby- present a kiss to Jiminie's exposed shoulder as I lean forward. Jae-Hyun's eyes marginally widen taking note of the new face, eyes creasing slightly and mouth widening and parting. A baby smile.

"Morning aegi..." I coo surprised when the other two turn as well, laughing when both of them land kisses on my cheeks in greeting, Jae-Hyeon shifting as he tries to wriggle to move.

"Let's head down...the others are waiting." I say, shifting to the side so Jiminie can leave the room first, the two of us following with eyes constantly darting to him and our baby.

As we step down off the last step we're greeted with the sight of Hobi indulging Dae-Hyeonie by being his pretend horse, galloping around with Dae Hyeonie clutching onto his shirt, laughing, and squealing and shouting.

"Faster dada...have to save dada from dragon." He yells, gesturing to where Namjoon-ah is sitting there with a terrified expression, calling out for his brave knight to save him from the clutches of plushies that lie in front acting as a barrier, a dragon toy at the centre.

And Hobi indulges, picking the pace whilst being mindful of our son, energy infectious and bright and exuberant as he rushes forward. He comes to a stop allowing Dae Hyeonie to slide off and ushering him forward.

"I'll save dada!" he yells bravely facing off the plushies with a determined cute expression and yet he slows down, painstakingly moving them to the side and murmuring a mixture of words and sounds.

"Excuse me dragon-ssi, dada needs me. Excuse me sleepy Koya, e'cuse me Tata, 'cuse me Chimmy..." he continues to adorably ramble, moving plushie after plushie to the side making up for 'fighting' them by giving a kiss to each.

It's so endearing that the three of us stop in our tracks and Jin hyung and I whip out our phones to record the brave heroic scene, cheering our brave knight on.

"Save me Hyeonie!" Namjoon cries, making grabby arms and in his haste Dae Hyeonie knocks over a small cookie plushie, an indignant 'hey' leaving my mouth when he treads on it. I got him that!

But then he dives onto Joon-ah, throwing arms around him as he yells victoriously.

"I saved you dada!" he cheers, pressing wet eager kisses to his dad's face. Now I wish I was the damsel in distress...maybe next time.

And when he leans back, Hyeonie points a small chubby finger at his dad.

"An' this is why dada wear clothes." He scolds.

Kookie appears in the doorway of the kitchen with (Y/N) and Tae- grinning at the sight and shaking his head mock exasperatedly.

"That's right Joonie hyung." He adds.

(Y/N) steps forward holding her arms out.

"Come here baby! My brave knight deserves yummy food for being so, so strong." She says, clearly talking to Dae Hyeonie who abandons Namjoon-ah on the floor to rush to his mama.

But then Hobi sidles up to her too.

"I've been your brave baby too! I was the daring stallion for your other baby." He says, tugging at her and hugs her from behind, capturing her in his arms as she scoops up Hyeonie.

She splutters but doesn't make any move to escape.

And then Joon steps up with a dimpled grin.

"But I'm your brave baby too! I didn't cry when I was captured by the scary dragon!" he teasingly says, eyes glinting as he moves forward to join the hug too.

It sets off a chain reaction as Kookie and Tae add themselves to the vertical cuddle pile until Jae-Hyun cries all of a sudden, the loud noise clearly grating on his sensitive tiny ears.

And from the centre of the cuddle pile comes an indignant loud voice.

"Baby sad. Dadas need to move." Dae Hyeonie says.

And clearly the others move back disgruntled at the sight of their son trying to move them away, falling back to let (Y/N) emerge.

"Dada catch!" Dae Hyeonie suddenly says, falling forward from (Y/N)'s arms, laughing happily when he freewheels forward into Tae's arms who catches him with a startled look, arms tightening around him.

And even as he's gently getting scolded by four of his dadas for scaring them, (Y/N) steps forward towards us.

"Morning." She smiles, kissing us all briefly on the lips as she goes to take Jae-Hyun, fussing and cooing over him.

"He needs to feed." She says, a fond sigh leaving her lips.

But Jin hyung just turns with her, ushering the rest of us to go eat.

"Yoongi-ah I leave them all in your capable hands." He calls as he moves with (Y/N) into the living room where the two sink onto the couch.

But even my ushering isn't quick enough because Dae Hyeonie catches a sight of (Y/N) tugging her shirt up to feed Jae-Hyeon and the skin exposed has him twisting in Tae's arms.

"Dada cover mama up!" he screeches, covering Tae's eyes which have turned to the scene. Tae protests trying to free the human blindfold as Dae Hyeonie looks at me urgently.

I laugh and nod.

"Dada will save mama." I say as I usher them all into the kitchen, our baby's protests silenced when Kookie scoops him up to go feed our 'big brave boy'.

He munches happily on the soft fruits, enjoying teasing Kookie by avoiding mouthfuls on purpose until he giggles and complies. But then his eyes turn to Tae and through an adorably full mouth and pout mumbles.

"Dada naughty." He says.

I see Tae grinning, unabashedly and unashamed at being called out by his son.

He only nods along, winking at his son conspiratorially.

"Dada is naughty." He confirms.

(THERE YOU GO! AS AN APOLOGY FOR BEING SO LAZY AND SLOW AT UPDATING THIS BOOK- I GIVE YOU A VERY SOFT AND FLUFFY AND FUZZY WARM CHAPTER! ENTER PROTECTIVE BABY AND OLDER BROTHER DAE HYEONIE STAGE LEFT PLEASE! ACK! I DON'T KNOW WHY I DO THIS BUT I'M GIVING MYSELF SERIOUS BABY FEVER FOR DAE HYEONIE AND SOON AS JAE-HYUN GROWS YOU CAN BET HE'LL BE RUNNING AFTER YOUR HEARTS TOO! THE TWO ARE GOING TO BE THE CAUSE OF MY DEATH AND THEY'RE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS! AHHHH! SORRY EVERYONE FOR OVERDOSING YOU WITH FLUFF AND SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! FORGIVE ME DARLINGS! LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS! AND OF COURSE ONLY DAE HYEONIE WOULD MAKE HIS DADA A CAPTIVE IMPRISONED BY PLUSHIES BECAUSE HE WAS UNDRESSED! ACK- CUTIE! LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS! STAY SAFE!)

QUESTION...A VERY STEREOTYPED CULTURAL TROPE?

MINE IS...well there's hundreds to be honest but one famous one is...mothers-in-law don't get along with their daughter-in-law. And I seriously hope that's not the case for me in the future!

Borahae! 💜💜💜

PurpleQueenie <3