Seokjin's Pov:

I looked at the pile of laundry before me, it was a lot of clothes, and it was only Lilac's clothes. As it was Thursday, it was her laundry day. I gave each of my babies their own laundry day as it made more sense for me to do it that way instead of washing them all in one day.

Over the past three months, I have certainly gotten to know my babies. They did get a lot cuter, way cuter than I could've imagined. It was easier for me to tell my sons apart than my daughters, Ares has a mole beneath his lip, and Dionysus doesn't, which is helpful. Jungkook claims he can tell them all apart, but I don't believe him. He uses their outfits. I will switch their colors on one of these fine days and test him.

He hates that I nickname them after colors and have them dressed in outfits that always represent their colors. He calls them by their name, which isn't surprising, though I know he still uses their outfits to do that. As I said, I will test him one day when he least expects it.

Because kids wore so much clothing throughout the week—sometimes as many as three or four different outfits in a single day—doing their laundry took up much of my time. Since Lilac enjoyed puking all over her clothing, she required many outfit changes. The concept of bibs was not appealing to Jungkook; instead, he referred to them as collars and said he banned his children from wearing them. I occasionally wondered who raised him, but then I reminded myself that no one did.

Also, he was against the use of pacifiers, and as a result, I ended up donating all of the ones I had purchased. As a parent in the last three months, I have found that my husband has several strong objections regarding the things we do with our children. There were certain things I was unwavering in my stance on because they were important to me, while other things I chose to ignore. It brought about peace in the home, which I needed more than anything else, given that I am now dealing with five butter beans driving me insane. I could only deal with issues with the babies; issues involving Jungkook were beyond my capabilities.

He had been home with us for two months and then went back to traveling. He didn't go on long trips, though. Most of the time, he was back in two days. I used to feel bad for him because I could see how tired he was when he got home, but then I remembered that I didn't sleep either because of the butter beans. When he was gone, there was one less person to help with them at night. I've been thinking about getting another nanny to care for the kids at night. I think it's important.

Jungkook wanted to hire a nanny for each of them to take care of them day and night, but I'm not on board with that. That's too many damn people in our house, and I don't want us to become dependent on them. I plan to use this system until the kids are two years old. I think Jungkook and I can take care of them without additional help when that time comes.

After putting a load of clothes in the machine, I went to Lilac's laundry shelf to get her detergent but was startled when the laundry room door opened.

"Figured I would find you here."

I turned around and looked at my husband. I was tempted to throw the bottle at him because he had increased my heart rate. He knew I was getting older. I could have a heart attack over the smallest things.

"You scared me. What are you doing at home? I thought your flight wasn't coming in until later?"

"I thought you'd be happy to see me here." As he walked into the room and shut the door, he smiled.

"I am happy to see you, but it still doesn't change. I was expecting you-"

"Who were you expecting?"

"I don't know. But, seriously, why are you here so early? I thought you were coming later, and I was going to make dinner for you."

He walked up to me, grabbed the laundry detergent I was holding, and put it back on the shelf. "Don't worry about making dinner. I'll take you out," As he put his arms around me, he stated.

"Umm, with the kids?"

He chuckled, "no, the kids will stay here with the nannies-"

"Jungkook, you know how I feel-"

"I am not asking; I am telling you."

Oh.

He saw how I was looking and decided to talk to me again. "Since the kids were born, we haven't done anything. We've been on two dates in the backyard, and both times you fell asleep before dessert. Tonight, I want us to go out. I made a reservation for us, so everything is taken care of. Just get dressed and be ready to leave by seven."

"Did you get me a gift too?"

"I did, but you only get it if you show up to the date." He smiled.

"Is it diamonds?"

He leaned and kissed my lips, "show up, and you will find out."

"I'll do that, and thanks. I'm sorry I fell asleep on both of our dates." I had already said I was sorry, but he hadn't forgotten.

"It's fine; you are forgiven as long as you don't fall asleep tonight."

I felt his hands move to my behind and squeeze me, which made it hard for me to swallow. Jungkook and I hadn't done anything besides make out since I had kids. I hadn't been paying attention for so long that I only recently realized it. He never brought it up either, but I think he was hoping on those two dates, but I was too slow to realize it.

"I won't fall asleep, I promise."

"You say that, and tonight you will be asleep before we even make it home."

I burst out laughing. "I am sorry, I am busy throughout the days, you know this."

"I know. The good news is that you are not tired right now," he said as he inserted both hands into my shorts.

My eyes widen, "w-we are in the laundry room-"

When his lips touched mine, he stopped me from talking and kissed me deeply. I could feel his tongue begging to get in, but I smiled and let it. We looked into each other's eyes, and I could see how much he wanted me. I could feel it in the way he kissed me and caressed me.

As he led the kiss, I moved my fingers to his pants, unbuttoned them, and pushed them down. When my hand touched the big bulge he was trying to hide in his underwear; I remembered who I was dealing with. I paused as the memories came back to me. My reality came back, and I wasn't pregnant anymore. If he had been like that when I was pregnant, I couldn't even imagine what it would be like now. I wasn't going to let myself be tricked again.

"Babe, are you okay?"

Oh, don't babe me. Got all sorts of tricks up your sleeves.

"I am fine," I whispered and kissed his lips because I didn't want him to figure out what I was thinking and get the upper hand on me.

"Good. Turn around." He responded, surprising me with a deep, quiet voice. From his eyes, I knew he was a predator and did not want to be his prey.

I suppose I didn't turn as quickly as he wanted me to because he turned me himself and pressed my chest against the shelves. After he had pushed my shorts down, he said something behind me that amounted to "perfect as usual."

After having five children, I have to admit that he was right; I do look amazing. My stomach had not yet returned to how it had been before I became pregnant, but I wasn't concerned about that because I had carried five butter beans. I wasn't expecting to look like a model, and my husband drooled whenever he saw me without clothes. I was surprised that he hadn't tried fucking me before now; I guess he was being respectful and patient then, but it seems that all of that has been forgotten.

My mind drifted back to the present moment when I felt his strong hands on my ass, and he started pulling them apart, revealing my hole, which quivered at the thought of him. I couldn't deny it; I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

I heard something click behind me. I turned my head but couldn't see what he was doing. Then I felt something cold rub against my hole, which jolted me.

Had he brought lube? My mouth opened wide in shock. He had this in mind. This is why I can never trust him in situations like this. This was on purpose.

When he rubbed it with his finger repeatedly, causing it to give in to him more and more, I couldn't help but shiver. As he slowly pushed in and got his first knuckle inside, I let out a deep, low moan. He started rolling it around, massaging my skin and stretching my hole as he went. I moaned again as the pressure of his second knuckle penetrated my flesh. The rest of his finger was inserted, and he was able to reach my prostate. I trembled from the force of his touch as he pounded there, but holy fuck, it felt good.

When he suddenly grabbed hold of my hanging balls, I let out a scream tinged with pleasure and pain. While he was actively massaging my balls and pressing on my prostate, I was experiencing a pleasurable tingling feeling throughout the whole process. After that, he began to increase the pace he inserted and removed his finger from my hole, which added to the already tremendous sense of pleasure I was experiencing. Suddenly, he let go of his firm grip on my balls, which had become more sensitive, and withdrew his finger from my hole, leaving it wide open and gaping for him to fill it again.

As he whirled me around, his lips found mine and locked in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire in me. I clung to him, pressing my body against his; his taunting had just made me desire him more.

As he hoisted me up and led the kiss with his hands underneath my thighs, I encircled his neck with my arms and tucked my legs around his waist. When I did that, I felt both of his hands leave my thighs, but he kept kissing me the whole time.

I paused, kissing him back when I felt the tip of his cock probe my hole; I felt my hole contract, and then I felt his hands back under my thighs, "I will go slow." he whispered against my lips, and I nodded.

At the first push, my head fell against his shoulder, and I bit down on my lip; his fingers had not done enough justice in stretching me.

"Jungkook." I whimpered his name as I felt him pushing more into me.

"Babe, it's just the tip; I need you to relax, or do I need to prep you more?"

Just the tip? What the hell? Did he grow?

"Please continue; I am fine."

It had been a long time. I needed to rip the bandaid off.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Jungkook."

"Okay, take a deep breath."

"Okay."

When I felt him move forward, I held my breath and held on to him even tighter. I was glad he had brought lube because this would have been dangerous without it.

"Breathe, Seokjin."

"I am breathing."

He chuckled, "how are you feeling?"

"I will feel fine when you start moving."

"I will start moving when I am fully inside; at the rate, you are clenching onto my cock, I might explode."

Oh.

"Sorry," I mumbled and took a deep breath as I willed my body to relax.

"It's okay." He kissed my neck and slowly started to move. The pain went away quickly, and I felt the pleasure from before, which was much greater.

As he drove into me, using my thighs to move me up and down his cock, I could raise my head away from his shoulder and return my lips to his. My throbbing cock and his thrusts made it even more difficult to hold in my moans.

The steady thrust gradually intensified into a deeper, harder thrust, making us moan more loudly in unison.

As the intensity of the pleasure took over my body and mind, I let out a scream, prompting a grunt from Jungkook and a corresponding increase in the power of his thrust. The friction between us caused my cock to rub against his abs, and I felt a tightening in my gut. My orgasmic peak came before his; the suction my hole made around his cock as it quivered so much brought him over the edge, and his warm juice surged through me, filling my insides.

We stayed together for a while until I had to tap his shoulder and request he put me down. When I got to my feet, he helped me clean up and put my shorts on me.

"Crap, Lilac's laundry," I muttered when I realized I had not started it.

"I will handle her laundry. Go get some rest. I will wake you, so you get ready for dinner later."

"It's fine. I can-"

"Seokjin, baby, go and get some rest. You have been working hard. I am home now; let me take over." He kissed my forehead, "I love you."

"I love you too," I responded with a smile and wrapped my arms around him.

"Go sleep."

"Can you come to cuddle with me?"

"I will, right after I start her laundry, keep the bed warm until I get there."

*****

"Are we the only ones here?" I looked around the restaurant, noticing how empty it had been.

"We are."

"You said you made a reservation, not that you rented the entire place."

He smiled, "same thing."

"No, it's not. But, I love it."

"I knew you would, but I think you will love the things I got you more."

My eyes widened, "you got me more than one thing?"

"You gave me five kids. It's only right I give you more than one thing."

Oh, look at him growing up.

"Okay, gimmie, what did you get me?"

He chuckled, "excited aren't we?"

"Very excited. Now give me. I am not patient. You know this."

I saw one of the servers walking toward us as he waved his hand. He handed Jungkook something behind his back when he got close to him.

It was a jewelry box; I was already wiggling in my seat.

When Jungkook opened the box, my eyes widened, "holy shit."

It was a huge ass diamond ring. Bigger than any diamond I had ever owned. I don't think I had seen anything like it before, and I was shocked.

"T-that's for me?"

"At the time of our wedding, I didn't put a lot of consideration into the wedding ring that I gave to you. I spent a lot of money on it, but it doesn't seem to capture who you are, so I had this one crafted just for you, and I engraved our initials on the inside. Are you willing to accept it?"

I was speechless. Jungkook rarely gave gifts, but this, this was, wow. I didn't have words.

"What am I supposed to do with my other ring?" I asked as I leaned closer to look at the new ring. "It's beautiful."

"Wear them interchangeably, although I prefer if you wore this one. I think it suits you better."

I wiggled in my seat as I took off my current ring and extended my hand toward him, "put it on me."

He gave me a big smile and put the ring on my finger. It was so beautiful that I couldn't help but squeal.

"I feel like I am being spoiled."

"That makes me happy then." He smiled back at me.

No, what happened to my husband, who was always saving money?

"Do you want the next gift?"

"Seriously, there is more?"

He waved at another waiter to come over. When he did, the waiter gave me an envelope straight away.

I was so excited that my hand was shaking as I opened it. When I opened the letter and read what it said, my eyes got bigger.

"No, you are not serious." No way!

"It's what you wanted, right?"

I couldn't help but scream. He had convinced my favorite designer to make custom clothes for our kids for the next three years.

"H-how did you?"

"I have my ways."

"Jungkook! Oh my god, I am in shock."

"There is more." he waved for another person to come over, and I didn't think I could accept anymore; this had far exceeded my expectations.

I got handed another envelope; I became confused yet curious as I felt a key within it. "What's this?"

"Open it and read it."

When I opened the envelope, I took out what looked like a house key. It confused me even more because we already lived in a place I love. I then read the note, and tears came to my eyes as I did.

I was so caught up in my feelings that I didn't realize he was there until I felt his arms around me.

"I know how much it would mean to you to have your parents closer. So I got them to agree to relocate. The key is to their new home ten minutes from ours. It's a simple one-story three-bedroom that's fitting for them."

I couldn't help but cry. My dream was to live close to my parents, especially after I had kids.

"Seokjin, I am aware that there are moments when I am not very good at expressing my love for you, but please know that I love you very much and will be eternally grateful that you came into my life. You have been a source of happiness and blessing for me.

You, more than anybody else, have shown me that there are many reasons to continue living. I like how, despite everything, you manage to maintain your individuality. You have always been amazing to me, but I never imagined that you could become such a wonderful and admirable person as you have in the last three months. I hope we can spend the rest of our lives together, regardless of the path in front of us."

I knew I looked like a mess; I couldn't stop crying.