Featuring Yang Seungho of MBLAQ, Kim Minseok and Do Kyungsoo of EXO, Min Yoongi of BTS and Cha Sunwoo of B1A4 :D

2011

To say that Kim Wonshik is the happiest father alive is an understatement. You see, Wonshik is not just your ordinary father. Oh no, he is a father of five cute and very hyper active boys. His eldest son, Hakyeon, is the smallest of the five but he is one of the overly hyper and loud ones. The second child, Taekwoon, is the “normal” one; usually more quiet and more reserved than his four other brothers, and Wonshik’s little helper. Jaehwan, the middle and loudest child is Woshik’s biggest headache. The twins, Hongbin and Sanghyuk, are Wonshik’s little angels—“Or should I say devils?” Wonshik groaned pathetically as he chased the three year-olds around the large living room. “Faster, Hyukkie! Appa—I mean the monster will eat us!” Hongbin giggled as he took his younger twin’s hand in his as they both ran as fast as they could towards their eldest hyung. Sanghyuk giggled while Wonshik chuckled. “HAKYEONNIE HYUNG, TAEKWOONIE HYUNG!! SAVE US!!!!” The two maknaes called out. The eighteen-year old Hakyeon smiled as he and Taekwoon caught the two balls of sunshine in their arms. “Oh no! My dinner!” Wonshik playfully cried with a monster-like voice, dropping to his knees for full effect. Hongbin and Sanghyuk giggled and stuck their tongues out in victory. “Now the monster will starve!” Hongbin said happily, a cute dimpled smile on his face. Hakyeon and Taekwoon chuckled and shook their heads at the two maknaes, carrying them to the dinner table where their uncle Sunwoo was happily bringing out the dinner for the night with Jaehwan sitting on his chair, singing to some girl group’s song. “Uncle!!!” The twins chanted as Hakyeon and Taekwoon got close enough for Sunwoo to hear. Sunwoo grinned, placing the final dish on the table, and took the two maknaes from the two eldest. “Hello, you two! Are you hungry?” The twins nodded their head rapidly, making their hyungs and father chuckle. Sunwoo laughed happily and placed them on their high chairs. “Appa is also hungry!” Sanghyuk cutely chimed, looking at his father with a huge smile on his face. Wonshik laughed and nodded. “Well it’s a good thing I cooked up for seconds.” Sunwoo said with a fond smile on his face. Wonshik smiled back at the older male before taking a seat. “Let’s eat!” Sunwoo announced, eyes widening when all five children instantly attacked the food he made. Wonshik chuckled and shook his head. “Don’t worry, hyung. I feed them 24/7.” Wonshik told his brother before digging in as well.

“Appa? How long will Uncle stay with us?” Taekwoon asked from his top bunk, head cutely poking out from the bars. “I hope he stays longer than he did last month.” Hakyeon said softly, his eyes already filling with tears. Wonshik frowned a bit as he walked over to his eldest, hugging Hakyeon close. “Don’t worry, Hakyeonnie. Sunwoo hyung will be staying here for good.” Wonshik said with a smile.

Ever since Sunwoo’s girlfriend broke up with him, Wonshik decided to help his brother cope with the long-term relationship by letting the older male live with him and his sons, knowing that Sunwoo loves the five balls of happiness just as much.

Hakyeon smiled, unshed tears falling down his small face. “Really, Appa?!” He asked excitedly. Wonshik opened his mouth to say something, but two thuds made him and Hakyeon look around worriedly. Taekwoon’s groans of pain and Jaehwan’s whines were heard, making Hakyeon laugh. “Ow, my back!” The thirteen-year old Jaehwan whined, rubbing his lower back. “My …” Fourteen-year old Taekwoon whimpered as he rolled onto his stomach, his hands patting his sore bum. Wonshik couldn’t help his bubbling laughter as he looked at his two sons. “Appa, don’t laugh!” Jaehwan whined, rolling towards their father. Wonshik bit his lip to prevent the next wave of laughter as he picked Jaehwan up. “Sorry, Hwannie. It’s just that you both always fall off something whenever good news comes.” Wonshik said. Hakyeon nodded in agreement, helping poor Taekwoon up. “It’s true. Remember the last time when Appa said Beanie and Hyogi were coming home?” Taekwoon laughed hard, remembering when Jaehwan came down the stairs tripping and slamming into things Beanie and Hyogi were coming home?” Taekwoon laughed hard, remembering when Jaehwan came down the stairs tripping and slamming into things while screaming unintelligible words in happiness. “He looked like a headless chicken.” Taekwoon said, calming down a bit. Jaehwan whined, hitting Taekwoon with Wonshik’s hands. Wonshik rolled his eyes while Hakyeon laughed once again. “You guys are so mean!!!!” Jaehwan said. The three older males just shook their head fondly at their forever loud one.

The next day was hell for both Sunwoo and Wonshik as the two brothers ran around the house, chasing either Hongbin or Sanghyuk. “Why are the twins extra hyper today?!” Sunwoo wailed as he sprinted towards the backyard for the 5^th time that day. Wonshik felt like crying as he caught Hongbin in his arms before the three-year old could even bake himself in the oven. “WHO LEFT THE OVEN DOOR OPENED?!” The father cried as he carried an all too happy and hyper Hongbin into the living room. Hakyeon and Taekwoon froze, while Jaehwan grinned evilly at their two eldest hyungs. “IT WAS HIM!” The two said at the same time, pointing at each other. Wonshik couldn’t wait to turn his hyung into a tissue roll, seeing that today was one of those days where Wonshik turns into Won. “SUNWOO HYUNG?!” He hopelessly and uselessly called out, placing Hongbin in between the two hyungs Hongbin hates; Hakyeon and Jaehwan because the two are just too annoyingly sweet. “AIGOO! OUR HONGBINNIE IS JUST SO CUTE~!” Hongbin cringed. “APPA?! THE HYUNGS ARE TURNING INTO AHJUMMAS AGAIN!” Hongbin cried. Taekwoon watched his three brothers from the end of the couch with a very amused expression while Wonshik sobbed onto a pillow. “SUNWOO HYUNG?!” Wonshik tried again.

Sunwoo, on the other hand, was happily entertaining a very curious Sanghyuk with flowers from the back garden. “Why can’t your older twin be like you? Poor Wonshikkie.” Sunwoo said, gently poking Sanghyuk’s cheek with the flower. Sanghyuk giggled, not paying attention to what Sunwoo was saying and tried to catch the flower his uncle held in front of him.

“I am never giving the twins chocolate milk and strawberries.” Wonshik mumbled from Sunwoo’s bed, face flat on one of Sunwoo’s pillows. Sunwoo rolled his eyes at his younger brother, affectionately kicking Wonshik off his bed. “Not my fault you produced the cutest pair of twins.” Sunwoo said before shooing his dongsaeng out of the room. Wonshik gave his hyung an equally affectionate sour look before walking off to his own room.

Once Wonshik got to his room, he couldn’t help but reach for the lone wedding photo on his work desk. Wonshik smiled sadly as he ran a gentle thumb over his late wife’s picture. “The twins would’ve loved you so much, Yoongi-ah.” He whispered, tears running down his face.

1997

Wonshik smiled as he held his second child in his arms. “Hi, Taekwoonie! It’s your Wonshik Appa!” Wonshik whispered lovingly as he fell in love for the third time, the first with his lovely wife named Min Yoongi and the second time with his eldest son Kim Hakyeon. Little Taekwoon blinked up at his father, eyes still a bit unfocused. Wonshik couldn’t help but smile and hold the infant closer. “Wonshik-ah, let me see!” A soft voice called out. Wonshik turned around and smiled wider as his wife and eldest son laid in Yoongi’s hospital bed together. “Me too, Appa! Me too!” Hakyeon chanted. Wonshik cringed a bit at Hakyeon’s loud voice echoing a bit in the room, eyes darting to Little Taekwoon in his arms. Little Taekwoon continued to stare at him, eyes starting to show focus. Wonshik chuckled, legs finally walking them to his small family. Yoongi snorted affectionately as Wonshik crouched down to carefully place their maknae in the mother’s arms. “About time.” Wonshik rolled his eyes with affection at his wife’s sass, placing a kiss on Yoongi’s cheek. “I just hope that Taekwoonie won’t be sassier than our Hakyeonnie.” Hakyeon made a sour face—Wonshik is so sure he got it from either his wife or his brother. “I am not sassy! Umma said I’m just like her!” Yoongi laughed while Wonshik felt like fainting. “Honey, you do know that your Umma is the queen of sass right?” Hakyeon started laughing while Yoongi glared hard at her husband. “Kim Wonshik, you better thank Taekwoon is in my arms right now or you better start moving your things in Choco’s cage.” Yoongi snarled. Wonshik laughed and shook his head, kissing his wife once again. “If that’s the case, I should thank our Taekwoonie for being born today!” Yoongi couldn’t help but smile at her husband. “You dork.” Wonshik smiled. “But I’m your dork.” Yoongi rolled her eyes and gave her husband a gummy smile. “Mine. All mine.” She cutely said, like how Hakyeon would when the four-year old would hog their family dog to himself. “I am not Choco.” Wonshik playfully said, making Hakyeon laugh louder and Yoongi roll her eyes once more. “No, but you’re my guard dog.” Yoongi sassed.

Present

Wonshik chuckled at the memory, looking at his two eldest from the entrance of their room. “Yoongi loved you two the most.” He said to himself, heart clenching at the very unfaithful day that caused their hyper-active Hakyeon to cry his eyes out and their loving and happy kitten Taekwoon to scream and cry out in agony. “And the two love you back just as much, especially our Taekwoonie.” Wonshik concluded, a single tear running down his face as his eyes landed at Taekwoon’s peacefully sleeping face.

1998

“I am never letting you near me again.” Yoongi tiredly said as she stared up at her grinning husband. Wonshik chuckled and kissed his wife softly, larger fingers lacing with her smaller ones. “You can try. But I know that our Hakyeonnie, Taekwoonie, and Jaehwannie will ask for a new maknae soon.” Wonshik said. Yoongi whined cutely, her free hand hitting Wonshik’s chest. “Why must our sons want more maknaes?” Wonshik chuckled and shook his head. “Just like you wanting more kids?” Yoongi turned pink, her usually milky white skin turning into a pretty rose color. “Sh-shut up!” Yoongi softly hissed, elbowing her husband before walking out of their Little Jaehwannie’s room. Wonshik chuckled, leaning down to kiss their new maknae on the forehead and cheek gently before leaving the room.

“Yoongi-yah, are you mad?” Wonshik asked softly, wrapping his arms around his wife’s body as they lay in bed that night. Yoongi sighed and rolled to her side, facing Wonshik. “No. It’s just that I’m so scared that we might not have any more kids after Jaehwannie. With my condition and all.” Yoongi said, her normally soft voice turning softer as she cried silently. Wonshik swallowed his tears, pulling his wife to his chest. “Yoongi, your condition will not hinder us from having five little us. We already have three, which your doctor told us would be impossible. But, Jaehwannie happened and he’s here in the world with us!” Wonshik said, using his free hand to cup Yoongi’s chin; tilting it up in a way that Yoongi would be looking at him. Yoongi smiled and kissed Wonshik softly. “You’re right. I’m guessing this is just post-pregnancy hormones acting up.” Wonshik smiled fondly at his wife, leaning down to kiss her nose affectionately. “I love you, no matter what happens. I love you, Min Yoongi. Never forget that.” Wonshik said, his eyes staring into her eyes lovingly. Yoongi couldn’t help but feel so loved and blessed to have a loving husband like Wonshik and three wonderful sons like Hakyeon, Taekwoon and Jaehwan. “I love you too, Kim Wonshik. I just—“ Wonshik cut her off with a soft kiss and a smile. “Let’s sleep as much as we could before Jaehwan wakes up again and starts screaming his lungs out, okay? I swear he’s worse than Hakyeon.” Wonshik mumbled the last one out with affection. Yoongi giggled and nodded. “Goodnight.” She said before closing her eyes, thankful once again that Wonshik didn’t let her say anything about her condition.

Present

Wonshik smiled as he hugged Jaehwan close to him, the middle child knocking at his door not too long ago with tears in his eyes from remembering his mother. “Appa, I miss her.” Jaehwan said sadly. Wonshik sighed and rubbed Jaehwan’s back comfortingly. “I miss her too, Hwannie-ah.” Wonshik said, staring at the framed family picture he has on his side table. “I miss her every day.” Because all five of you remind me of her. Wonshik added in his mind, letting his silent tears fall once more as he stared down at Jaehwan’s sleeping face, the younger’s optimistic attitude and memory coping matching Yoongi’s. Why did you have to be cursed with something so painful, Yoongi-ah?

2012

“APPA! WAKE UP! HAKYEON HYUNG’S GRADUATION IS IN TWO HOURS!” Wonshik fell off his bed at Taekwoon’s surprisingly loud voice. “Am I dreaming or is Taekwoon really screaming at the top of his lungs at 6:45am on a Satur—OH MY ING GOD! HAKYEON’S GRADUATION!” Wonshik screeched before running into his bathroom as fast as he could.

Taekwoon paced around the living room, looking at the top of the staircase every now and then for their father’s appearance. “Where is he?! Hakyeon hyung will murder us for being late! APPA?! HURRY UP! I DO NOT WANT HAKYEON HYUNG TO BE STRANGLING ME THE WHOLE TIME FOR BEING LATE LATER ON!” Taekwoon screamed for the second time that day. Jaehwan had to look at their maknaes for confirmation if the person screaming right across them was really their statue-like hyung. “Taekwoonie hyung, I think you should just sit down and drink some water.” Jaehwan suggested, walking over to a panicking Taekwoon. Taekwoon heard nothing and kept his attention to the top of the staircase. “Hyung, seriously. Sit with the maknaes. I’ll handle this.” Jaehwan said before leaving Taekwoon in the care of the two hyper five-year olds. Hongbin and Sanghyuk giggled as they climbed on top of a now smiling Taekwoon’s lap. “Hyung, why would Hakyeon hyung s-stagle you?” Hongbin cutely asked, face scrunching up as he tried to pronounce ‘strangle’. Taekwoon chuckled and shook his head. “No, Hongbong! It’s stwagle!” Sanghyuk cutely corrected his older twin. Taekwoon forgot about whatever he was panicking about as he watched the maknaes pronounced such violent word.

“App—what are you doing.” Jaehwan deadpanned as he stared at his father, Wonshik entangled in his pants and shirts. Wonshik sheepishly smiled at Jaehwan, his pose in mid-wiggle. “Dressing up?” He sheepishly answered. Jaehwan rolled his eyes, helping his father untangle from the clothes. “How did you even end up like this?” Jaehwan mumbled, something Yoongi used to do every time Wonshik would be Won. Wonshik said nothing, staring at his son. “I am torn between crying and laughing at how much you act like your mother.” Wonshik said after a few minutes of him and Jaehwan, mostly Jaehwan, helping Wonshik untangle from the mess of pants and shirts. Jaehwan rolled his eyes. “Umma did say that she always expected Taekwoon hyung to inherit more of her attitude than I would since hyung’s quieter.” Jaehwan nonchalantly said with a shrug before leaving his father. “Oh and by the way, Hakyeon hyung will turn Taekwoon hyung into a rag doll when we get there. We are now 15 minutes late for Hakyeon hyung’s graduation.” Jaehwan said before shutting the door, sending Wonshik into another of his frenzy of curses, accidents, and failed rushing.

“If you manage to be late to my graduation, I fear for my wedding.” Hakyeon said as Wonshik drove. Sunwoo screamed, while Taekwoon and Jaehwan held the twins close to them when Wonshik slammed on the breaks. “WONSHIK, WHAT THE ?!” Sunwoo screeched. Hakyeon gave his father his infamous stank faces, hands clutching his seatbelt and the handlebar for his dear life. “KIM HAKYEON, ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED?!” Wonshik screamed, eyes wide and ready to shed ugly tears. Hakyeon wanted to bang his head on the dashboard if it wasn’t for the thought of the possible guilt for traumatizing Hongbin and Sanghyuk as he bashed his head on the dashboard repeatedly. “Dad, I’m 19. Are you serious?” Hakyeon deadpanned. Wonshik had to mentally slap himself for overreacting. “Hey, this is your generation. There are kids your age running off and getting married without their parents knowing.” Sunwoo resisted the urge to hit the back of his brother’s head with Hakyeon’s framed certificate and valedictorian diploma. “Wonshik?” “Yes hyung?” “Shut up and drive. What the hell is wrong with you?” Hakyeon and his two brothers started laughing at the kicked dog expression of their father while the twins busied themselves with Hakyeon’s medals of Honor.

2018

Wonshik has officially broke. His eldest child is finally getting married—no, Hakyeon is already married and here is Wonshik, crying his eyes out on his daughter-in-law. “I am so proud of you two!” Wonshik said for the nth time that day. Minseok, Hakyeon’s wife, smiled and rubbed Wonshik’s back comfortingly. “It’s alright, Appa. You still have Hongbinnie and Sanghyukkie!” She said. Hakyeon stanked as he pulled his father off of his wife, hugging the smaller girl possessively. “My wife. Get away.” Hakyeon said childishly for the sake of making his father laugh. Wonshik smiled, wiping his tears and snot using poor Taekwoon’s suit jacket. Taekwoon sobbed. “My jacket.” Taekwoon said, holding the tainted jacket with the tip of his thumb and index finger. “Hyung, no one cares.” The twins sassed their 2^nd eldest hyung comfortingly. Taekwoon sobbed once more at the powerful sass of his two maknae brothers. “I think we broke the cat more than the old timer.” Hakyeon told his wife, earning two smacks on the head. “WHAT DID I DO?!” Hakyeon whined as he rubbed his head. Minseok giggled as Wonshik and Taekwoon continued hitting her husband while they sobbed. “Welcome to the family, noona.” Jaehwan somberly said. “I feel so sorry for you. You got the loudest and most hyper hyung.” Jaehwan added with a nod. Minseok laughed, feeling no regrets. “Thanks, Jaehwan. Your personality switch with Taekwoon still surprises me during times like these, but I’ll get used to it. I think.” Jaehwan just smiled and nodded before rushing over to his two hyungs and father. “STAHP!!!!!” Jaehwan wailed as he stopped Taekwoon’s cat-like whacking on Hakyeon’s head and Wonshik’s want to turn Hakyeon into a stuffed bear that he could shake and choke happily.

Years Later

“Appa! Umma!” Two little children happily ran towards Hakyeon and Minseok. The two smiled and caught their son and daughter, hugging them close. “Hyung! Noona!” Hongbin and Sanghyuk panted, trying to catch their breaths from chasing their niece and nephew around the park. Hakyeon and Minseok chuckled at their maknae twins, and shook their heads. “Looks like Wonshik and Yoongi took after you two.” Hakyeon said as his younger twin brothers all but dragged their bodies to the mat Hakyeon and Minseok sat on. “More like Wonshik taking it all.” Jaehwan chimed amusedly as he and his boyfriend, Kyungsoo, cooked their grilled meat for lunch. Kyungsoo and Minseok giggled, while Hakyeon fell backwards as he laughed his heart out. “Oh my god! If Taekwoon was here, he would’ve said a better comeback!” Hakyeon said. The laughter died down a bit at the mention of the five siblings’ second eldest brother. Hongbin and Sanghyuk smiled sadly, while Jaehwan lost his smile. “Hey, now. Don’t be all sad just because I’m in a wheelchair and can rarely go out!” Taekwoon’s voice rang. They all turned around and screamed before charging at their beloved Taekwoon. “YAH YAH YAH! WHEELCHAIR!” Seungho nagged like the overprotective husband he is, going in front of Taekwoon before groaning when little Wonshik and little Yoongi tackled him to the ground. “UNCLE SEUNGHO!!” The twins chimed as they hugged Seungho. Seungho chuckled, standing up with the twins in his arms. “Uncle Taekwoon!!!” Little Wonshik cheered as Seungho placed him on Taekwoon’s lap. Taekwoon smiled, tears falling as he hugged their father’s reincarnate close to him. “Wonshik-ah, I missed you!” He said softly. Little Wonshik smiled brightly, small hands wiping Taekwoon’s tears away. “Don’t cry, Uncle Taekwoon! You’ll look ugly like Appa if you do!” He said, making Taekwoon laugh and Hakyeon stank. “Yah, Kim Wonshik.” Hakyeon said. Little Wonshik giggled before sticking his tongue out at his father playfully. “Mehrong!” Little Yoongi giggled at her older twin’s actions before hugging Taekwoon’s legs. “Uncle Taekwoon, why are you in a wheelchair?” She asked softly, her eyes starting to water. Taekwoon felt his heart break, his niece and nephew reminding him too much of his parents; the little ones’ features and attitudes not helping. “Uncle is sick, Yoongi-ah.” He said. Seungho looked away, wiping his tears away as he remembered how painful it was knowing that Yoongi’s sickness was passed on to Taekwoon, and Taekwoon’s nights filled with crying and regretful memories. “Will uncle get better?” Little Wonshik asked, already crying on Taekwoon’s shoulder. “I hope uncle gets better.” Little Yoongi said, hugging her father’s neck since Hakyeon needed to hold someone as he silently cried. Taekwoon smiled and nodded. “Yes. I will. I’ll have to get better so I can play with my Wonshikkie and Yoongigi again!” He said, swallowing his tears. Seungho smiled, kissing his wife before excusing himself to grab some tissues for himself and Hakyeon. Little Wonshik and Little Yoongi smiled. “We can finally tell the man in white and the lady in white that Uncle Taekwoon will get better!” Little Wonshik said. The adults looked at the little one with curious looks. “Wonshik, what?” Kyungsoo softly asked, hugging Jaehwan’s arm. “Yoongi said she saw two people who looked just like us yesterday!” Little Yoongi nodded with a big smile. “The lady told us that they’ll be there again in the garden later!” She said. The five brothers looked at each other with alarmed expressions while Kyungsoo, Minseok, and Seungho felt their hearts pound. “Wonshik-ah, Yoongi-ah could you take us there later?” Hakyeon softly asked his two children. The twins nodded happily. “I’m sure they won’t mind!” Little Wonshik said happily.

Hakyeon and his brothers could not believe their eyes. The couple in white smiled at the five boys, the man had his arms around the smaller woman. “Uncle Taekwoon is going to get better!” Little Wonshik said happily, breaking the silence. Little Yoongi nodded and jumped around happily. “He said he’ll play with us once he gets better! Isn’t that great?” She added. The five brothers stayed frozen in their spot as they watched their late parents smile and interact with their carbon copies. “That is great!” Yoongi said, smiling at Taekwoon’s direction. Taekwoon snapped out and smiled back, tears coming back to his eyes as he saw his mother once again. “Uncle Taekwoon is our angel! Right, uncle?” Little Wonshik said, running to Taekwoon; his small hands resting on Taekwoon’s knees. Taekwoon smiled and nodded leaning over a bit to pat his nephew’s head. “He’s in a wheelchair because his wings are being fixed!” Little Yoongi hyperly said as she skipped around her late grandparents. Wonshik chuckled and shook his head. “Looks like this family will really have no end of hyper-active kids.” Yoongi elbowed her husband like those days, rolling her eyes at the pained expression Wonshik gave. “Get over it, Wonshik. You can’t get hurt.” She said. “Umma?” Hongbin and Sanghyuk said after staying so quiet and identifying the woman their father held. Yoongi turned her attention to her maknaes and smiled sadly. “My lovely babies.” She said, walking over to place her hands on their cheeks. “You both grew up so tall and handsome!” She said softly. “I’m so sorry for leaving you both so early.” She said. Hongbin and Sanghyuk shook their heads. “Appa said you always watched us from that special place you both live in now.” Wonshik proudly smiled at his two maknaes, while Yoongi felt so much pride in her two sons. “I can tell he had the hardest time raising you two.” She said fondly. “Wonshik and Yoongi got their hyper personalities from you two.” Yoongi said with a nod. Hongbin and Sanghyuk whined at their mother, while Jaehwan laughed. “Even mom agrees.” Jaehwan said with a sass that earned him a whack on the head by Kyungsoo. “And I agree with anyone who has witnessed your personality switch with Taekwoon hyung is irritating as time passes by.” Kyungsoo shot back. Wonshik felt like flying back up. “Oh no. Another Jaehwan. Oh god.” Yoongi rolled her eyes as Wonshik started hyperventilating. “How are you even reacting this way?! You’re dead.” She said. Wonshik sobbed, disappearing to Yoongi knows where. “Did he keep this up even before he died?” Yoongi asked her sons. The five nodded, as well as the three eldest’s partners. “He broke again when Taekwoon got married to Seungho hyung.” Sanghyuk said with a roll of his eyes. Taekwoon laughed and nodded. “Appa got it bad.” Seungho said. Yoongi sighed. “Oh boy. I’m glad I was not there, because I think he would flood the whole place if I was there. He gets more emotional when I’m there. Don’t ask me how or why because I have no clue. I never figured that out.” The five laughed and nodded. “Appa is the weirdest one.” Hakyeon said. “Hakyeon, even I agree with everyone when it comes to who’s the weirdest.” Yoongi said. Hakyeon looked at his mother, a huge question mark on his forehead. “Kim Hakyeon, you are the weirdest out of the sons Wonshik made me pop out.” Yoongi deadpanned. The others laughed while Little Wonshik and Little Yoongi hugged their father’s legs. Hakyeon released a broken sob that sounded like a mix of a dying whale and a rooster giving birth. “UMMA!” Wonshik appeared once more. “There’s a reason we called you Njumma, Hakyeon-ah.” “APPA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”