Chapter 1: World Rap Up

The italics words are conversations held over the phone.

His phone vibrated on the night table for what seemed like forever and he had ignored it the first three times it rang. Today was his last day on tour and after a year and a half on the road and three world tours, he was more than ready to go back home to his family. Groaning he picked up his phone and smiled slightly, clicking the green accept button on the screen. As he did so,  he was met with the most beautiful brown eyes, full lips he had ever seen and his husband's bare chest. His curly blond hair covering parts of his face and his skin was perfect and clear making him look like a China doll. In the background he could hear a slew of screams followed by high pitched squealing. "Yeoboseyo," the older man groans and flips on his back. He was getting too old for this.

"Joeun achim, Yoongi ah." Min Yoongi shimmied his body up towards the pillows so his back and,his head were against the headboard. He smiled a gummy smile, wiped the sleep from his eyes and stared at the screen. God his husband was looking particularly handsome this morning(morning for him and nighttime for his husband). "Are you just getting up?" His husband asks an even bigger smile on his face. Suga shook his head adjusting the pillows behind him. Oh he loved it when his husband switched from Korean to English.

"I was getting ready to get up," he lied. "Is something wrong, you never call this late?"

The last time his husband had called this late their son Tae had had a seizure, and while there was nothing he could do(since he was half way across the world), he spent the next several days in a funk. Trying to do a tour while your head was somewhere else was almost impossible, but his husband had been so great at keeping his nerves and fears at bay. "Seriously is everything alright?"

His husband laughed, "everything is fine Yoon, the kids heard me talking to JB about calling you tonight and  they just wanted to say hello and kiss you good night." Letting out a breath of relief he felt his stomach and his shoulder’s relax.

There was a brief moment of silence as the man on the other end of the phone walked back to his children. As he drew closer he could hear the screams and squeals of his kids. Suga noticed that the house had stayed seemingly clean and spotless(just like he had left it). He watched as his husband walked up their grand staircase and pushed the door to the play room open. "Who's gonna say hi to papa first?"

A round of 'me' rang through his ears and a short minute later his children's faces came into view. He got a glimpse of his youngest, Jungkook sitting on the play mat with a dummy bobbing in his mouth as he clumsily played with his toys.  "Annyeong haseyo abeoji,"

"Yeoboseyo, sweetheart." Suga says to his oldest son. Jin was the oldest of the four children and even though he had been the first born in the Min Yoongi family, he had taken on the roll of older brother quite well. He fondly remembers the day he brought Jung Ho-seok home from the hospital, the joy on his son's face was something he'd never forget for as long as he lived. "What did you and daddy do today?"

From the other end he could hear his husband give specific instructions to Jin about holding his phone with two hands while he took the baby to the nursery to change his nappy. Jin was typically a very good boy and a very good listener and he had no problems listening and following the rules but his other kids were a different story. "We played outside and then ulineun bagmulgwan-e ganda."

"Neoneun bagmulgwan-e gassda? Did the others have fun too baby?"

"Yeah, but Kookie crieded a lot and daddy made us leave."

Suga smiled. It was still very shocking to him that at ten years old his son was so mature and more composed than any other kids his age. He shouldn't be that surprised, his husband is a genius and it was only right that one if not all their kids would be too. He always thought parents exaggerated when they said their kids were the best, but his children were really the best and since having kids, he doted and spoiled them more than he thought he ever would.

His first two pregnancies were a breeze, he hardly had to push to get Jin and Hobi out but the last two had been the most tiring and most painful. His third pregnancy with his son Tae had been the worst. Tae-hyung had come a whopping three months early, with a delivery that was just as scary. Everything had been fine, his water broke on the twenty-eighth of December right after lunch. From the moment his water broke until his emergency cesarean on the thirtieth of December he had been in labor. It had taken him eight long hours of contractions, moaning and groaning to dilate an entire centimeter and a good day and a half to be fully dilated. After all the pain and pushing, Tae had refused to come out and made so sign of entering the world. It was unsafe for both the parent and the baby, looking back he was very grateful that his husband had decided on him having the cesarean (since he wasn't in any position to communicate). His last baby Jungkook was a whole other story. He and his husband had decided on a home birth(because it was more private) again, looking back though, if he and his husband had another baby, he would have another home birth. It was easier and caused him the least amount of stress. But Jungkook had been a mess. At one point he remembered the doctor reaching up into him while his husband tried to flip their son so he would come out head first. The whole thing was just a damn mess.

^^^To be continue...^^^

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