H:“Follow follow follow me~”    T:”Hyung! Give it back!!”    H:”merong~~”    T:”please hyung!” Poor boy was chasing naughty Hoseok who stole his car toy. He was so tired from the his light hyung who runs fast, he gave up and decided to use his secret card. He sat on the floor and slammed his legs while crying out loud, “Give it back! Give it back! Give it back!”    S:”what’s going on?!” He summoned the oldest who’ll return his toy back, devil little boy.    T:”hyung stole my toy!!”    S:”Hoseok please give it back to him! I have a horrible headache and I need to rest from their cryings!”    H:”okay hyung…” He pouted and handed the car back to Taehyung. The boy grinned widely and ran back beside Jungkook to play on the table, like he wasn’t crying two seconds ago. Jimin came hopping and hugged Seokjin’s legs with begging eyes   S:”what’s wrong with Jiminnie?”    J:”Jiminnie, peepee!!” His hands were on his crotch and he was shifting in his place while rubbing his thighs.    S:”oh! Okay! Okay!” He carried him fast and took him to the bathroom to help him with his business. Jimin can’t enter the bathroom on his own, not like he can’t, but he is afraid that a “monster” might come out of the sink and eat him. Probably one of Taehyung’s jokes.      Seokjin couldn’t get enough sleep or rest since the school started. He thought he can get some time for himself, but the boys gets back with piles of homeworks, and he needs to help them. Beside that the boys keep stirring all day, and if not them at morning, it would be scaredy Jimin at night. The house is also a mess, toys, garbage, drawing kits, clothes, food leftovers all over the place! He can’t manage to clean a room and the other turns a mess. He begun to have dark circles around his eyes and have backaches. Really, parenting is so hard.    He took the boy out of the bathroom who ran to Namjoon to complete the story he was narrating to him. Seokjin stood despaired in place, he rubbed a hand along his face and squeezed his eyes shut, this headache starting to get awful. He looked at Yoongi who was lounging on the couch comfortably, and begged,    S:”Yoongi-ah...please will you make them clean this up? Hyung is so tired..” He didn’t look at him, only raised his hand while nodding to show him that he heard him. Seokjin sighed, he doesn’t have enough energy to argue with him and he went to his room upstairs.    Yoongi didn’t move at all, he was having fun playing with his iPod. His toes found something squishy, and he pinched it hard to let Jimin scream out.    J:”Ouwe! Hyung stop!” He pinched his chubby forearm. Yoongi smirked and started teasing him by poking everywhere. “stop! Jiminnie hurt!” He was laughing and having too much fun.    N:”hyung stop that! We should clean like Seokjin hyung said…”    Y:”yeah right! Kids! Get up and clean this!”    T:”why don’t you get up too?!”    Y:”because I’m the hyung!”    T:”I’m hyung too! Kook! Get up and clean!”    Jk:”No!” He grumped his face and crossed his arms. They kept arguing and fighting, their yells reached Seokjin’s ears and he huffed his way down.    S:”kids! Can’t you keep it down?! I’m trying to- WHOA!!” There was one of Taehyung’s cart cars, and he stepped on it and slipped his legs to fall all the way of the stairs with loud thuds. The kids froze in place in panic and shouted.    All:”HYUNG!!”      ------------------------------------------------     They were all sitting in front of the oldest with anxious eyes. Staring at the gypsum that was casted around the man’s right leg.    S:”guys it’s okay...I’m fine..” Jimin sniffed, and started crying again. “Oh, please Jimin! I'm not dying! My leg is just broken!”    J:”hyung~ don’t leave Jiminnie~” he was weeping out loud, and Seokjin still didn’t recover from his headache, it actually got worse from the fall.    S:”I’m not leaving you..c’mere..” He stood and walked to him, the older bent his back to carry him and settle him on his lap. The others were sitting on their heels, as if they were begging for forgiveness. “Guys come on! I’m okay! It’s not a big deal!”    N:”hyung we are sorry...this wouldn't have happened if we obeyed you and cleaned..”    S:”no, no, no, don’t blame yourselves, it’s an accident...accidents happen a lot..” Taehyung and Hoseok were on the verge of crying, their tears in and biting their lips. Jungkook was staring bemusedly, or maybe just uninterested. “Come on kids! Cheer up! It’s just temporary! Beside I can still walk!” He settled Jimin beside him and stood using his crutches. He wanted them to cheer up, but they felt the opposite seeing how crippled he became. He sighed loudly from their long faces. The house was still messy, he straddled both crutches and moved to start picking up the garbage. The boys rushed to stop him,    N:”No! Hyung! The doctor said you shouldn't move a lot!”    Y:”y-yes! We will do it! We will clean I swear! Just go upstairs and rest!”    S:”guys I’m okay! L-let me at least make you some food!”    Y:”no! No! I’ll do it! You go up!!” Yoongi pushed him to the stairs, and he had no choice but to go up, to try and trust untrustworthy Yoongi.      The oldest boy looked at his brothers and clapped once,    Y:”now! Hoseok and Taehyung you collect the garbage, Namjoon you make us food with Jimin!”    N:”what about you hyung?”    Y:”I’ll be watching Jungkook and supervising all of you!” That’s not the truth, he is still lazy Yoongi who doesn’t want to work. Namjoon rolled his eyes and clasped Jimin’s hand to head to the kitchen. He placed the kid on the high chair and started searching the fridge for something to eat. He can’t cook of course, but he can manage making sandwiches, and he has to make a lot!    J:”Jiminnie can cook jam sandwich!!”    N:”making a sandwich is not cooking Jiminnie…” He took out the bread and started his work with Jimin, basically the little boy was just hopping on his chair and taking the made sandwiches to place them on a plate. Taehyung was grabbing a big plastic bag and following Hoseok who was collecting the garbage in the bag. Jungkook saw them working, so he got up to Taehyung and catched the bag from the other side, it’s only Yoongi now who was lounging on the couch lazily, like always.    After they were able to clean the place, Hoseok grabbed a mop and started wiping the floor like he sees his hyung does it. Taehyung and Jungkook grabbed some towels too and helped him. They kneeled in front of the front door and glanced at each other while grinning. They started a race to see who can mop all the way to the stairs first. Jungkook was very fast, and when Taehyung tried to follow, his elbows bent and made him fall forward on his face.    T:”Ouweee!!” He started crying out loud, and there was his twin on the move. He squatted beside him and ducked to look at his face, “Jiminnie, it hurts me in here…” He pointed at his forehead, and Jimin brushed the hair to peck a kiss on the reddened skin.    J:”Taetae feel better?” He nodded once and wiped his tears.    N:”you better watch out next time, now come on, let’s eat..” They gathered on the table to munch their favorite sandwiches, will not everyone's favorite.    Y:”yah! How is this supposed to be a lunch?!”    N:”what do you want me to do?! I can’t cook!”    H:”but sandwiches are delicious hyung..”    J:”Jiminnie loves jams!”    T:”what?! I thought Jiminnie loved Taetae only!”    J:”But Jiminnie love Taetae too!”    T:”who do you love more? Me or the jam?!” Jimin frowned in concentration,    J:”Jiminnie love both!”    T:”no! You have to choose one!”    J:”Jiminnie don’t want to!”    Y:”enough you two! This is so annoying! From now on, no talking on the table!”    T:”but-!”    Y:”No. Talking!”      The house was clean, and the boys’ stomachs were full. Now, Yoongi has to deal with the homeworks and he can go back to his spot on the couch. Taehyung brought his bag with Jimin, spreading their colorful books on the table. They were just like those fun to play puzzles in every magazine or newspaper. But even though, Yoongi was very annoyed from slow minded Taehyung.    Y:”if you take three out of five, how much would be left?” Taehyung pouted and furrowed, his face grumped in a comic way. Yoongi huffed loudly, “look! It’s five, then take three out, no how much left?!” Showing the amount on his fingers.    T:”V?”    Y:”it’s two!! We are studying math! What does alphabet has to do with this?!”    N:”hyung calm down, you don’t know how to teach kids...look tae, we have five balls here” as his book showed, “three of them were lost, so can you count how many left?” Taehyung stared at the dr