August 4th, 20XX.

"What?" George looked up from his bowl of popcorn.

"My coworker's husband just went into labor."

"And you have to go… because?"

"Have you never had friends before?"

"Not friends with husbands, wives, or people with mortgages."

Ryan rolled his eyes as he fixed his hoodie over his white tank top.

"You still didn't answer my question. Why do you have to go?"

Ryan stood up and threw his hood over his head.

"To be supportive?"

"It's not like it's your kid, or niece, or nephew, or anything like that."

Ryan shoved his keys and phone into his hoodie pocket.

"It's my friends' kid. I don't… exactly… like kids. But I'm not gonna be an asshole and not show my support and share my congratulations."

"I think it's a waste of time," George popped a piece of the buttered snack in his mouth.

"Good thing you weren't invited then, huh?" Ryan slipped his sneakers on as he unlocked the door.

"Don't let anyone in."

"I'm not a child."

"Yeah well, sure seems like it."

"You—!" George threw a pillow at the door just as it slammed shut.

~

"It'll be your turn soon," Jin teased as Namjoon handed him an apple slice.

Jimin chuckled breathlessly as he rubbed his swollen stomach.

"And I think he's ready to pop out too."

"Are you two excited?" Namjoon asked, referencing the omega and his husband.

"I think Prince is more excited than both of us combined. But I'm definitely ready to hold my baby. I think Jungkook is more terrified than excited."

"Still?" Namjoon frowned as he rubbed his mate's belly.

"I mean I can understand why. I'm not worried about you dying but I'm worried your heart issues are gonna worsen. When you were a teen it wasn't so bad, same as when you were just a club singer. But now… you're a mafia don's husband. It'd suck if you had those stupid ass attacks."

Jimin hums as he rubs his stomach. His scent began to sour and his hands began to sweat as he thought about it more.

"Do… Do you think I'll get those attacks again?" Jimin looked up at Jin who quickly shook his head as he took Jimin's hand in his.

"No, no, no. I believe you'll be just fine. We'll all be there for you too. Even Mwhai," Jin grinned and Namjoon chuckled.

Jimin smiled with a giggle.

"Thank you."

~

"Look at him grin over there," Jungkook chuckled as he sat next to his son and husband on the couch in front of Jin's hospital bed.

"Shut up," Namjoon whispered with the same big grin on his face as he rocked his sleeping baby girl.

A full head of dark black hair, chubby face and hands, plump lips, and a tiny nose.

As soon as the kids layed eyes on her they mentioned how red she was. Rein called her a cherry and Byungjoon called her a fire truck.

That resulted in Yoongi pinching his ear.

"So, how was it?" Jimin asked as he walked over to sit next to Jin who seemed relaxed after his long time of screaming through birth and cursing through contractions.

"So you didn't wanna tell me that that shit hurt so bad?"

Jimin held his hands up.

"Hey, it's been 14 years since I experienced it. I don't remember a thing."

"Wow, I was just unmemorable to you, nini?" Prince crossed his arms.

"That's not what I said," Jimin pinched Prince's nose.

"The only good part about all this is my little girl was born healthy and I got to finally hold her," Jin nodded as he rubbed his baby's cheek with his finger.

Jimin gushed at the sight as he rubbed his stomach.

His stomach felt like it was filled with butterflies. Though, it was just his baby moving around.

His excitement only grew. Jungkook could tell when he turned and looked at him. A small smile on his face, his hands on his stomach, and his eyes twinkling.

~

"A what?"

"Hang out."

"No," Ryan scoffed as he shook his head, "that's not what you said before. Say it again."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." George crossed his arms.

"Say what you said before."

Geroge looked up at him for a second before turning back around on the couch to play Flow on his phone.

"A date, George, you said we should go on a date."

"No I didn't! I said—"

"The only other word that would make sense is 'mate' because I clearly heard you say 'Hey Ryan! We should…'" Ryan trailed off to show that's all he heard for sure.

"So, unless you're implying we make a huge commitment though we don't even like each other, I think you said date."

George bit his lip as he turned around to stare at the buff beta wearing a black tank top and black sweatpants.

"Okay and if I did? Would you go on one with me?"

Ryan crossed his arms with a raised eyebrow.

"What do you think?"

George shrugged as he tried to focus back on his phone.

"I don't know. You're a weird dude."

Ryan rolled his eyes before turning around to go back into the kitchen. But he stopped when he heard George whisper something.

"Say that again?" Ryan walked back over toward the couch.

"..."

"Say it, George."

"Would you… what's the chances of you saying yes if I asked you on a date?"

Ryan's quiet for a moment as he leans on the couch and closer to George.

"Well, I'd have to ask why you're asking."

George set his phone down and turned to look at Ryan.

The past few months he'd spent living with Ryan had been an eye opener. An eye opener that not everyone in the world are useless bastards.

Sure, he and Ryan clashed often, but they had a fair share of enjoyable moments too. Repainting George's new room, cooking dinner together, on occasion sitting and watching movies, talking about their pasts.

Which was more of George trauma dumping and Ryan expressing his compassion and admiration for how George powered through.

He still doesn't know much about the green eyed beta.

Nothing about his family, nothing about his past, not even really his likes or dislikes. He wants to know more about him. Because to Ryan, he's an open book.

He doesn't like being the only one.

Especially considering he's starting to feel a certain way about the beta too.

"There'd be two reasons but the main reason would be to just… learn more about you," George's eyes flickered from Ryan's right eye to his left.

Ryan continued staring at George as if trying to dissect him and his answer.

"Why would you wanna learn about me?"

"Well, I've been here for almost a year. Don't you think I should know more about my housemate?"

Ryan scoffed with a small smirk.

"Quite honestly, no. I don't like talking about myself."

"But all I've done is talk about myself and make you listen," George tossed his phone to the other side of the couch.

"Okay?"

George turned around and got on his knees on the couch and got closer to Ryan's face.

"Let's go out for a day. Just one fun day. Amusement park, bowling, skating, restaurant, anything at all."

Ryan sighed before shaking his head.

"I'm making dinner. You can decide whether you want to help me or not."

He walked away from the couch and back into the kitchen. George watched his retreating back as he bit his lip.

He wasn't going to stop trying. Not unless Ryan is completely over him and his bullshit.

~

"Come to bed."

Leo looked up and smiled softly at his husband who was standing in the doorway wearing one of his dress shirts.

He had his head against the doorframe and his arms wrapped around his body.

"I'll be there soon. Just head to bed yourself, hmm?"

Halo shook his head as he walked over to his husband and touched his shoulder.

"The last time you were this busy and constantly in your office was when the boys were younger."

"Well, I've been called back into this world so I'm working to keep us safe. Our babies have babies now, so I've got more to protect."

Halo frowned.

"I miss when you went into silence when we first got married and the boys were babies. I had you all to myself then," Halo rubbed down his husband's chest.

Leo chuckled as he grabbed Halo's left arm and dragged him in front of him. He scooted out of his spot under the desk and brought his husband to collapse in his lap.

"Well, back then, our territory was quiet and I had nothing to worry about. But now," Leo sighed.

"Do you know the headless organization we're dealing with right now?"

"Quiet Meadows?"

Leo nodded.

"Yes, they're the issue at hand. They're known to be close to Black Doves but have bad blood with us. So, Jungkook and I wonder if someone in that organization is against the fact that we have an alliance with each other."

Halo sighed as he relaxed his head against Leo's. Leo rubbed his husband's side and bare thigh.

"I don't like this."

"I know honey, I know."

"Why couldn't you be a doctor? Or an accountant? Just… something that doesn't have the capability to take you away from me forever."

Leo sighed and pulled away from under his husband's head.

"I'm not going to die."

"You can't promise me that, can you?"

Leo stared into his husband's eyes but looked away after a while.

"Dimples," Halo called.

Leo chuckled softly as a small smile overtook his face.

"Dimples? You haven't called me that since we got married."

"That's because I'm serious right now. No one outside of your people and Jungkook's main people know what you look like in this organization. Just retire. Please."

Leo shook his head and took Halo's hand in his grasp and then kissed it softly.

"That's not how this game works. You know that."

Leo looked back at his husband.

Halo's face was scrunched up. His eyebrows furrowed and his mouth was wound up. Leo lifted his hand to Halo's face and pulled his lips out of this scrunched up position.

He pecked Halo's lips between his words as he spoke.

"I love you and want to protect you."

He pulled away and held his omega's face in his hands.

"I gave you a way out after I proposed to you."

"And I didn't want it. I wanted you," Halo frowned.

Leo grinned before pressing a long kiss onto the younger man's cheek.

"Just head to bed, love."

Halo leaned forward and took his husband's lips before standing up.

"If you aren't in bed in 5 minutes, I'm dragging you upstairs by your ear."

"Of course, dear," Leo kissed Halo's hand once more before the omega headed to bed.

~

"So, how's he been?"

"We couldn't get much sir. We did manage to find out King has an alliance with R and that King has a son."

"Is that all you idiots could find?"

"That's the only information that's floating around, boss."

The beta scoffed before standing up.

"Well, I guess I'll have to visit him soon. Maybe if you lazy fuckers could get me an address or a phone number."

The men mumbled.

"Well, get to it then."

The beta sat back as he picked up a photo of Jungkook and him together as teens.

"I hope I'll be welcomed with open arms. Though, considering what you did to your last friend of your past, maybe I'll get a bullet to the brain.

~