Youngbae (Taeyang) with Jungkookie!

Bonus 1 part 2:

The next few days, the three kids ignored Jungkook. It didn't matter how much the little boy wanted to play with them, they always seemed to avoid it. Jonghyun and Kibum were only a little bit concerned, figuring they just needed time to get used to the little boy or were just annoyed due to school. Jungkook didn't seem to mind though or think about it - of course not; he was only fourteen months old! Youngbae rolled his eyes when Jungkook was once again rejected by Jimin who just climbed his way to Chorong's lap on the couch - an act Jungkook couldn't follow.

Jungkook still had a little grin on his face when he changed paths and made his way over to Youngbae who sat in an armchair.

"Hyung, play?" Jungkook asked and held onto Youngbae's jeans with one hand, so he wouldn't fall. He was holding a bunny plushy in the other. Youngbae looked down at him, and then noticed his eomma looking. He looked up with a raised eyebrow, which made Kibum a bit flustered, as he stood from the chair and went to the bathroom.

"No, Jungkook, not right now," Youngbae told the boy and Jungkook let himself fall down on the floor. Youngbae turned his eyes back to the homework he was set to read by tomorrow.

Slow ten minutes went by. Youngbae's eomma was somewhere in the apartment and his appa was at his studio, so none of them were keeping an eye on them. Not that they needed supervision anyways. Jimin was sitting on Chorong's lap, leaning against her, while she was looking through a comic book. Youngbae flipped a page in his book, absentmindedly aware of the boy rummaging on the floor and then unsteadily standing up. Jungkook, with a hand holding onto the bunny, had noticed something. Something shiny. And he wanted it. The two on the couch didn't notice anything, and Youngbae only barely noticed him grabbing onto the tablecloth with one hand.

It was like it happened in slow motion. It was almost as if Youngbae's body acted before his mind.

Jungkook slowly started pulling at the tablecloth. And it was heavy, because not only did it contain a shining scissor, but also Chorong's big old textbook, Youngbae's bag and Jonghyun's blue flower vase, and Jungkook was only pulling with one hand - plus he was only fourteen months old and he didn't have much strength yet. Youngbae looked once. Then he looked twice, before realizing what was about to happen.

"No!" he yelled and his body jumped out of the armchair, dropping the book on the floor in the rush and grabbing Jungkook before everything that once were on the table, fell on top of him.

Chorong and Jimin both looked at them with wide eyes and mouth open in shock. But luckily Youngbae had managed to get Jungkook out of the way, safe and sound, and he was now sitting on the floor, equally as shocked as his brother and sister, with a crying Jungkook in his arms. He was surprised by his own action, but nonetheless satisfied and relieved.

At the sudden outburst of Youngbae and the following ruckus of several things falling to the floor, whereas one broke into pieces, Kibum ran into the living room.

"What is happening in here?" he exclaimed and noticed the wet carpet with a book, bag, scissor and several porcelain shards lying on top of it; not to mention the flowers and petals all over the floor. He noticed the crying baby and Youngbae sitting on the floor with his arms wrapped around him. Kibum quickly came closer and leaned down to take his baby boy to comfort him. "What happened?" he asked, when he stood back up. He looked at Youngbae, and Youngbae slowly stood up and brushed his clothes.

"Jungkook pulled at the cloth and..." he began and Chorong closed the comic book in her hands and changed seating position, curious, with Jimin still on top of her. "I managed to get him out of the way before..." He motioned to the mess on the floor. Kibum eyed it and then looked at the baby in his arms. Jungkook seemed to still be in shock as he continued to cry. He gently swayed him from side to side.

"It's okay, Kookie. You're okay," he whispered and kissed his head. Then he looked at his ten year old again. "Thank you."

Youngbae blinked. "Um, sure."

Half an hour later, Jonghyun came home to all his kids playing together while his husband sat by the table, watching them with a loving smile. Jonghyun stopped in the doorway, staring at his family like a miracle had happened. Like he had missed out on something.

He walked closer to the table, kissed Kibum out of habit, and sat down next to him, all whilst his eyes were on the kids.

"What's going on in here?" Jonghyun asked his husband quietly, almost as if he was afraid that if he spoke any louder, the beautiful scene would disappear and reveal a nightmare instead.

"The kids are playing together," Kibum answered happily, also with a gentle and quiet tone as if he was fearing the same.

Jonghyun decided to just settle with that answer, even though he wanted to ask 'why?' Instead he made the choice of just enjoying the moment.

"Hey, appa!" Chorong greeted Jonghyun with a smile and looked up at him from her seating on the floor. "How was work? Did you make a song?"

Jonghyun grinned. "It's in the progress, sweetie."

Jimin ran over to him and hopped onto his lap. "Appa!"

"Hi, Jimin!" Jonghyun kissed his son's head. "Did you have fun today?"

Jimin nodded. "Jungkook was almost killed by noona's book." Then he jumped off Jonghyun's lap and went to sit next to Jungkook again and give him his plushy.

"What?" Jonghyun turned his head to look at Kibum with wide eyes and a confused yet worried expression.

Kibum rolled his eyes. "Jimin, we talked about this. Jungkook wasn't nearly killed."

"Okay!" it sounded from the three year old, unaffected.

"Care to explain why our son thinks his baby brother was almost killed?" Jonghyun just asked more demandingly and still with wide eyes.

Kibum sighed. "I wasn't here though, but Youngbae saved Jungkook from getting several things falling on top of him..."

"What?!" Jonghyun asked a little louder and a little more worried now. He looked down at Youngbae who was sitting on the floor too. Youngbae looked up at his appa with a little sigh.

"Jungkook wanted the scissor that was on the table. So he pulled at the tablecloth, and a lot of things were on it. Luckily I managed to get him out of the way," his oldest son explained.

Jonghyun was clearly a little bit in shock. But seeing his little baby boy happily playing on the floor and his ten year old telling him how he saved him, he got relieved and a stint of proud. Jonghyun moved out of his chair and over to Youngbae and kissed him on his head and all over his face.

"Thank you, Youngbae. I'm very proud of you," he mumbled into the boy's ear, who made a face and tried pushing his appa away, before drying off his face with his sleeve. Nonetheless, he mumbled a little "no problem" and couldn't help but smile.

Some hours later, Kibum and Jonghyun were in the middle of making dinner, gladly trusting their baby in the hands of their other kids.

"So maybe they don't hate Jungkook anymore?" Jonghyun said, while he was chopping onions on a cutting board.

"Please, Jonghyun, they didn't hate him," Kibum denied.

"Sorry, but why else do you think they ignored him for so long?" Jonghyun asked.

"I don't know. They just needed time to get used to him..."

"Yeah, right, Kibum," Jonghyun said.

"Don't do that," Kibum said and turned around from the other side of the kitchen, where he was stirring in a pot on the stove. Jonghyun turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "My kids do not hate on each other, Jonghyun." Jonghyun could see it was a sensitive topic for his husband, so he put down the knife he had used on the cutting board, and went over to Kibum. Kibum tensed up a bit, but then let his body be engrossed by Jonghyun's arms. Jonghyun put his head on Kibum's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Bummie. I was only joking. Of course they don't hate each other." Jonghyun stood back and looked Kibum in his eyes. "Look, we saw them playing together for the first time. I was just surprised. Okay?"

Kibum hesitated but then nodded and Jonghyun kissed him before returning to the onions.

"My family does not know about hate," Kibum mumbled and Jonghyun couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

"I don't know, Bummie. I remember a fairly amount of years ago you and..."

"Don't!" Kibum cut him off and glared at him. Jonghyun grinned and shook his head, not mentioning any more of that era.

Later in the evening at the dining table, there was quiet once again while they ate. Even Jungkook was almost all quiet. It wasn't an unpleasant silence this time though, just eating silence, but for a certain three year old, this felt as heavy as the other night's.

Jimin made an angry sound and almost threw his chopsticks across the table. He crossed his arms across his chest, and his appa and eomma and brother and sister all looked at him surprised. Jungkook also made a notice of the sudden sound, and tried imitating it, in a comprehension that this was a new game.

"What's wrong, Jimin?" Kibum asked him gently, sitting across from him. Jimin pouted and looked away.

"Why aren't you speaking?" he mumbled pouting. "Are you mad at me again?"

Kibum was taken aback. Mad at him? Why would they be mad at him? And when had they been mad at him?

Apparently his husband had the same thoughts. "Why would we be mad at you, Jimin?"

Jimin pursed his lips, shaking his upper body along with his head, refusing to look at either of them.

"Why would we be mad at you, Jiminnie?" Kibum repeated.

"Because I didn't play with Jungkook before..." Jimin mumbled. "And for telling appa that Jungkook almost died when he didn't," he added, believing he had done wrong.

Jonghyun and Kibum shared a look, and Youngbae and Chorong listened by awkwardly.

"Of course we're not mad at you, Jimin," Kibum said.

"We could never be mad at you," Jonghyun added.

"You were mad at me before," Jimin argued.

Kibum and Jonghyun frowned, looking confused. Jungkook made an extra loud noise, something between a giggle and a squeal, and Jonghyun put a hand on his shoulder.

"Jungkookie, please be quiet for a little while, okay," he said and Jungkook grinned and nodded, playing with his porridge quietly by himself.

"He means a few days ago," Chorong enlightened Jimin's previous saying. Jonghyun and Kibum turned their confused expressions to her.

"You didn't say 'I love you' that day when he threw a ball at Jungkook..." Youngbae further explained.

"And! You were all quiet when we ate!" Jimin added, looking at them with an angry pout, believing he had won now as he was certain he was right in his theory. "Just like now!"

Jonghyun and Kibum stayed silent for a little while, thinking back and figuring out what to say.

"We weren't mad at you that time either, Jimin," Kibum said.

"We were a little sad that you had thrown a ball at your baby brother..." Jonghyun continued, but Jimin interrupted.

"He was not my baby brother," he mumbled. Jonghyun and Kibum looked at each other, but decided to wait for that questioning round.

"But we got past that," Jonghyun said. "We weren't sad or mad at you for long."

"When were we supposed to say 'I love you'?" Kibum asked hesitatingly.

"At night..." the answer sounded from Jimin. He was still pretty upset and angry, and still very pouting.

"Oh, sweetie," Kibum said and stood up from his seat to go to Jimin's. He knelt down by his chair and Jimin turned in it, so they were front to front. Kibum grabbed his hands. "I am so sorry we forgot to tell you that. Of course you got sad because of that! But we always, always love you! And we will always continue to love you." He tried looking into the boy's eyes and finally he managed to and he gave him a little smile. All that earned him was Jimin to stop pouting. Kibum glanced at Youngbae and Chorong. "Of course that goes for your siblings as well." The two kids nodded, as they already knew.

"Jimin, the only reason we didn't say it, was because we were stressed out, so we forgot," Jonghyun said, Jungkook now on his lap, as he couldn't take being in the high chair anymore. "We were stressed out because of work and Jungkook and just a lot of grown up things, okay? Nothing to do with you. It wasn't because we were upset with you. Okay?"

Jimin slightly nodded.

"So that was why you slept in Chorong's bed?" Jonghyun asked and Jimin nodded again.

"Well, you have spent a lot of time with Jungkook..." Youngbae then said, slightly defending Jimin's and his own behavior. Chorong nodded.

"You haven't really paid attention to us..." she said, agreeing with her brother.

Jonghyun looked sadly at his kids. "You really feel that?" he asked, looking at all three. They nodded confirming.

"You have to remember that a baby takes a lot of work and energy. A baby demands a lot of attention, you know that, right? It hasn't been intentionally that we've neglected you, if that's what you feel like we have. It's just that we have a lot up to our ears right now," Kibum said, still kneeling beside Jimin's seat.

"We didn't like him..." Jimin mumbled. Chorong and Youngbae nodded.

"I'm sorry, appa," Youngbae said.

"Yeah, we just felt like you liked him more, because he was brand new and a little baby," Chorong said.

"Well, you didn't like Jimin at first either, but now you're really close with each other," Jonghyun said, and Youngbae and Chorong furrowed their eyebrows to look confused at him. "What? You don't remember? It's not more than a few years ago."

"Yeah, at first," Kibum began, standing up as his legs were getting tired of kneeling on the floor. Jimin made grabby hands and Kibum took him with him back to his seat, as he sat down, Jimin on his lap. Youngbae and Chorong still looked at him, waiting for him to continue. "When we adopted Jimin, you treated him the exact same way as you did with Jungkook. You didn't like him. You ignored him and didn't want to play with him. But then he accidentally broke one of your dolls," he looked at Chorong, "and he got really sad and draw you a picture to make up for it." He laughed heartily at the memories and Jonghyun smiled too. "And you just couldn't stand for his apology, with his smiling eyes and big puffy cheeks. And in the end you forgave him and started to love him. And Youngbae started loving him too." He smiled at his kids. Jonghyun nodded, confirming the story.

"So maybe Jungkook's not so bad," Jonghyun tried.

"Well..." Chorong hesitated. "He is pretty cute." Youngbae agreed. And as if Jungkook could sense they were talking about him, he started grinning from ear to ear, giggling. Youngbae and Chorong started grinning too, and Jimin couldn't hide a smile when Kibum kissed his head.

"By the way," Jonghyun suddenly said after a moment of silence. "Where's my mother's vase?"

A/N: So this was the second part of the JongKey bonus. Now they love each other \(^o^)/ I hope you liked it! And there's going to be more with this family, so I hope I'm not boring you with them ^_^

Thank you so so much for reading, my lovely readers! And always thank you for subscribing and commenting ^_^

Happy birthday to Chanyeol who had birthday today/yesterday! And happy belated birthday to Byunghun (L.joe) too, who had birthday the 23rd. And happy brithday to everyone else who had birthday this week! ^_^

Have a nice weekend! And I'll upload another chapter to the main story one of the following days. See you then ~