"Papa, I don't feel well," a pale Yoongi entered the kitchen, still wearing his pajamas. Seokjin eyed his child before dropping the spatula and walked towards him. He knelt to the ground, so they were the same height, and pressed his palm against the younger's forehead. 

"Is it a stomachache, again?" Seokjin asked as he removed his hand. Yoongi didn't feel warm and he didn't look pale either. It was the third time that week that Yoongi wasn't feeling well and Seokjin highly doubted that he was really sick. 

The boy nodded and rubbed his tummy, while pouting. Seokjin sighed and ruffled Yoongi's hair. "You can't miss school. You've been home two days already."

"But it really hurts," he whined. Yoongi was on the edge of tears. He was clutching Seokjin's hand, giving him puppy eyes. 

"Yoongi," Seokjin started, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, my stomach just hurts."

"Look, you've been home for two days already. Go to school and if it's that bad I'll come pick you up, okay?"

Yoongi started at his dad without saying anything. He knew he couldn't convince his dad once he made his decision. "Okay," he mumbled and walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth. 

Seokjin watched as the boy moved. He really wanted to know what was wrong because Yoongi enjoyed going to school. He wondered if the boy was really sick or not but every time Seokjin would mention the doctor Yoongi magically got better. 

"Papa?" A tiny voice called. Seokjin looked down and smiled at Jungkook who was showing his pearly white teeth. "Is Yoongi sick again?" He asked as Seokjin picked him up. The older pressed a big kiss on his cheek which made the boy giggle and wrap his arms around his dad's neck. 

"No, your brother is fine. What do you want for breakfast?" Jungkook pointed at a banana that was placed on the kitchen counter. Seokjin peeled and tore a piece before giving one to the boy and one to himself. 

"Jin?!" A deep voice yelled. "Where are my keys?!"

"Right where you left them, honey!" Seokjin yelled with his mouth full. 

"And that would be?" Namjoon peeked through the door and smiled at his husband and son. Jungkook waved at his dad meanwhile Seokjin pointed to the table where Namjoon's car keys were. "What would I do without you."

Namjoon pecked Seokjin's lips. He chuckled as he saw Jungkook was covering his eyes before he pecked the boy's head as well. "Well I got to go, all the boys are ready right?"

"They should be," Seokjin replied as he fed Jungkook another piece of the fruit. 

"Jungkook be good," Namjoon said and the boy only nodded as he munched on the food. "Okay then, goodbye!"

"You forgot something," Seokjin said sternly. 

"My wallet?" Namjoon asked as he patted his pockets, "no I have it."

"Namjoon," Seokjin said again and glared at the younger. Namjoon laughed and walked towards the two again. 

"I'm only kidding," he assured him and leaned down to peck Seokjin's cheek. "I love you but I really have to go now."

"Yeah yeah, love you too!"

Jungkook and Seokjin watched as Namjoon tripped over his own foot while leaving the room. The boy started giggling hysterically. Seokjin was laughing loudly while clutching Jungkook closer to his chest. Namjoon quickly stood up and laughed at himself. 

"Your dad is really something," Seokjin said to Jungkook.

"He's your husband, too."

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Later that day, when the boys were all in their beds and Seokjin watch