"Alright guys! Good work today!" Doogi PD walked into the small dorm filled with tired, sweaty teenagers. The groans and moans of pain were overwhelming but Doogi knew they weren't really complaining. Their aching bones and pits full of sweat were their proof that they've finally made it. No more upsetting articles about 17's debut that never came or watching their fan base grow smaller and smaller. This pain was a reassuring factor that they had made it somewhat and no more comments of "where did you go?" "When will oppa dance on stage?" could haunt them. They were proud of their ragged breath and worn out sneakers. They wore their hard work with pride.

 

This is why Doogi liked them, this is why anyone can like them. They were hard working, talented young men, who cared about their fans and are always humble. Unlike maybe some idols, Seventeen shows their true characters and hide nothing. They are the purest of the purest cinnamon rolls.

 

"Uh...hyung? Are you crying?" a sweaty Jihoon placed a hand on Doogi's shoulder attempting to snap him out of his inner monologue. 

 

"Huh? Oh yeah! Um...so, ahem! I brought in your mail!" Doogi pulled the several bins of letters from the hallway. The members that were once resembling the living dead suddenly came back to life and started to attack their piles. They were eager to see what their fans sent them. Ever so excited to know about what kid had gotten through their test with the power of their short self cams that included encouraging words like "hwaiting!!", "Do your best!", "I believe in youuuu!!". Or what song inspired them to work toward their career in show business. They want to hear it all.

 

"Oh and before I forget, Junhui!" Doogi called the Chinese boy over towards him. He pulled out a large box and handed over to Jun. the brunette caught the box but almost dropped it because it wasn't exactly light.

 

"Damn! It's heavy!" Jun swore.

 

"Whose been teaching Jun curse words??" Doogi looked at the boys and narrowed it down to Hansol who was snickering to himself. Doogi shook his head and just mentally noted to have Jihoon punish him later. "Anyway, good work on the Adore U promotions guys! But you all need some rest and to clean..." Doogi wrinkled his nose at the sweaty boys. "I hope there's some toothpaste in those boxes for ya'll cause, ya'll breathe stank!" Doogi fanned his nose. He said his small goodbye's and then left promising to be back later.

 

The boys had finished half of their letters by the time Jun pulled the box over to the living room area. Their curious, child-like minds got the best of them and they stopped their reading to see what exactly Jun had received.

 

"Well, don't keep us waiting!" Seokmin impatiently shouted. 

 

"Yeah! Open it! Open it!" Chan was bouncing up and down. The cute maknae was just as desperate as any one else in the room.

 

"Alright! Alright! Get back ya' filthy animals" Jun shooed them all back. He grabbed the scissors and started to remove the tape. He opened the box and there was straw around it. Once he got all of it out the way he could then see what it was.

 

"It's....." Hansol started to say.

 

"It's...uh...it's," Seungkwan and Soonyoung followed.

 

"It's a baby making charm!" the group's younger Chinese member exclaimed. "My grandparents have one too!" Minghao informed excitedly. 

 

"It must be from my grandmother...." Jun said embarrassed. His face was fully flushed red as he notice the thing...whatever it was, has a .

 

"Bwahahaha! That's such a gooood gift!" Soonyoung laughed. "Now you can bring your non-existent girl friend around and while your giving it to her she can hold this 100% guaranteed baby maker and you can look into its eyes- Omo my stomach hurts!" the blonde member was now giggling uncontrollably on the floor. Soon, everyone else joined in the laughter at Jun's expense but that only lasted a moment or so.

 

"Alright guys, after this it's bed time, I'm going in first," Seungcheol, who had just finished showering had entered the room while roughly drying his hair with a towel, coolly warned. The other members groaned and replied with a sassy "yes, dad".

 

"I'm going to go take a shower, if anyone wants to join..." Junghan also got up and left. The boys snickered with a "yes, mom" to Junghan's dismay.

 

While the two oldest left, the rest played and poked fun at the ancient charm. Even Jisoo called it "creepy" and even tossed it because he was scared. The boys continued to touch and ogle it, till Seungcheol came out and told them it was time for bed.

 

"Alright, so where should we put it?" Jihoon asked. He was worried about the fans seeing careless pictures that Doogi might put up and didn't want the Chinese member to be embarrassed to death. He knew he couldn't just get rid of it. So, what to do? 

 

The remaining 11 stared at the charm and decided to put it on top of the fridge for now.

 

"Uh, Chan...I think I should do it..." Mingyu offered but Chan resented. Even though, the fridge was a high place to him he didn't want to admit he was a bit vertically challenged.

 

"I can do it, hyung! See! It's al....most...there." Chan struggled with his tongue hanging out a bit and him straining on his tippy toes to put it as far back and out of sight. However, he accidentally pushed it to the wrong side and now Jun's mother's priceless family "baby-maker" was on it's way to the hard wood floor. 

 

Soonyoung's eyes widened double it's size as he surged for it. He caught it inches from the ground. A collective sigh could be heard.

 

"Be careful!" Seungkwan reprimanded the maknae. 

 

"Sorry..." Chan pouted cutely making everyone in the room go "aigoo" and apologized for making the big little maknae sad. 

 

"Okay, now let's put this away," Wonwoo took the statue out of his hands and threw it to Jun, who of course wasn't paying attention so the token soon found it's way towards the ground....again. 

 

"Aish! You idiots!" Jihoon cursed as he saved the heirloom once again from destruction. Everyone was on pins and needles with this thing.

 

"Look, I'll just put it on the highest shelf," Mingyu offered. It kind of struck a chord with in the pink haired male. He began to twist the words in his head and instead of Mingyu kindly offering to take it off his hands he heard: "you're short; I'm tall, so I'll take that from you, tiny Jihoon you stay allllll the way down there and I'll be all up here, high and mighty!" 

 

To say he was delusional was an understatement.

 

"I can do it myself!" Woozi snapped feeling embarrassed that Mingyu was standing next to him. Seriously, what had his parents fed him?

 

"But, hyung, you're not that tall-"

 

"I am!" Jihoon growled and waved around the statue in his hand. The rest of the members eyed it carefully, scared he wud destroy it.

 

"Hyung, don't act so short (of temper) just put it down...." Jun asked cautiously.

 

"WHAT?? SHORT?!" Jihoon swung around violently. The other members jumped to grab it and succeeded safely. Before, Soonyoung's butterfingers dropped it and this time no one caught it. Everyone look at it each other after the loud crash was made and the glass was scattered everywhere. They all looked at Jihoon and he looked back them with the same "holy ing " face. 

 

"Didn't I say it's time for bed??" Seungcheol came out wondering where all the kids were what all that ruckus was. "Stop playing with it and come to bed we have to practice early in the morning!" Seungcheol yelled and the members all quickly ran towards the beds and showers and obeyed. When Seungcheol became fatherly he was quite scary. Even scarier than Jihoon.

 

All 13 members where now asleep in bed unaware of the bad omen they have set upon themselves that will forever change their future and relationship as a team.

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The morning didn't quite feel like morning, more so because it was quiet and Seungkwan wasn't making everyone miserable with his early morning alarm. What did wake Seungcheol up was the sound of a small spread out hand  slapping against his bare peck.

He frowned not really in the mood to wake up but the sudden weight on his stomach was making him crack one eye lid open. His vision was blurry but he could make out a child with shoulder length light brunette curly hair.

 

"What the fu-OUCH!" some ungodly force decided to jump right into his crotch and Seungcheol was soon seeing stars. He sat up, which proved easy to do despite the two small bodies on top of him. He rubbed his eyes to better see the two children clearly. Why were there children in the dorm? Girls weren't allowed here let alone children this small!

 

"Daddy!" the child who was beating his chest earlier spoke making grabby hands to be picked up. The other child that had momentarily turned Seungcheol over to another gender was looking around for something with tears in his little round eyes. Before Seungcheol would correct the other boy about his name he decided to see what the small child was fretting about.

 

"Hey, what's wrong?" he scooped the little one into his arms.

 

"I wan' mama!" the small boy, who resembled Seungcheol's member, Seungkwan, whined. 

 

"Mama?" 

 

Suddenly, as if on cue a small groan was heard from under a pile of blankets. Long brown hair shifted as (one of) Seungcheol's roommates, Junghan stirred and woke up to the voices. He was always a light sleeper.

 

"Mmm...what's going on?" Junghan said in his groggy morning voice as he continuously ran his fingers through his hair. Once he woke up a little more his eyes widened and he started to rub his eyes furiously. He must have saw wrong....

 

"Don't worry, it's not a dream, I felt the reassuring pain that proves this is real life," Seungcheol still felt that dull ache in his nether regions.

 

"Coups, you have a kid??" Junghan almost fell off his bed. Seungcheol's jaw dropped at that revelation. 

 

"How??? In what time could I have made this baby? With who???" Seungcheol started to take offense. He came home every night. So, he obviously wasn't getting any. 

 

"Right. Maybe it's Hansol's, I always bet that he'd get some one pregnant...." Junghan said.

 

"No, no, no, I think Minghao had something to do with these two, its always the quiet ones..." Seungcheol scratched his scruff in thought. "Wait, what are we thinking?" Seungcheol shook his head. A fat chance in hell any of his precious members could have knocked any girl up.

 

"Mommy!" the child in Seungcheol's arms suddenly piped up and started grabbing for Junghan. Both the elders made shocked faces. 'Mommy?' Why was this kid calling Junghan mommy?

 

"Eh?! Yah! Kid, I'm a man! A man!" Junghan started to lift his shirt to show he had no but the small child just whined mommy louder and seemingly wanted to taste said s he was being presented with. "This kid is creepy..." Junghan covered his chest and begrudgingly took the fussing toddler into his arms. 

 

"You look so motherly with him in your arms, though," Seungcheol teased with a smirk.

 

"Shut up!" he didn't have to look at Junghan's face to know the angel was blushing.

 

However, their peaceful morning was now over. 

 

"Daddy! Mommy! Come quick! It's Wonwoo hyung!" another child came running in with tears running down his face. 'Mommy' looked to 'daddy' and they made nervous eye contact before Seventeen's leader ran out after the sound of loud wailing. 

 

Junghan followed with the small toddler still in his arms and saw more kids standing in the living room. They were all gathered around two children: one was holding its hand out and the other was crying its eyes out. 

 

"Aigoo! What happened!?" Seungcheol got down to eye level with the small child with the bleeding palm and inspected it. The boy simply pointed toward the broken glass on the floor that he had attempted to pick up. 

 

Meanwhile, Junghan was trying to calm the other child down who look completely unharmed to him. 

 

"What's wrong?" Junghan asked softly taking the crying child into his arms he really didn't want to hear him cry anymore. Once the boy calmed down and only his sniffles were heard, he answered. 

 

"Mingyu hurt!" he answered in a broken language. Junghan and Seungcheol paused.

 

"Mingyu?" Junghan inquired. The child nodded and pointed to the hurt child in Seungcheol's care. He was getting bandaged up. Thank God the cut wasn't deep. However, why was there broken glass in the first place? No, scratch that. Why are there kids here in the first place?

 

"Look, he's okay, see?" Junghan showed the sniffling boy that Mingyu was just fine. "See oo all gone!" Junghan comforted him and glared at Seungcheol who was making cooing sounds and mocking him. 

 

"However, this kid's name is Mingyu...isn't that a coincidence...what's your name?" Seungcheol asked a random passing child.

 

"Jisoo?" He looked at them sideways. "Moms and dads should know their kids names...I mean I know it's a lot of us..." He answered. He was definitely the oldest and well spoken and looked like their member Jisoo but...

 

"No. ing. Way." Seungcheol's jaw dropped. 

 

"Don't curse around the children!" Junghan scolded him. Seungcheol raised his palms up in mock surrender before dropping them back down and giving Junghan this "holy " face.

 

"What's your name?" Junghan asked the small child still in his arms.

 

"Seungkwanie!" the toddler spoke. Junghan mimicked Seungcheol's shocked face. They looked at each other for a moment before they went into action mode. They looked all around the house calling for their members but they were no where to be found, just the children. So Junghan gathered them all into the living room and Seungcheol started roll call.

 

"Alright! When I call your name I want to hear, "here" or "present" and your age...got that?" Seungcheol lined them up in order and looked for a confirmation signal.

 

"Yes, daddy!" they all responded. The name made Seungcheol's skin crawl. He definitely wasn't ready to be "daddy". 

 

"Ahem, okay let's get started." he went to the front of the line. "Jisoo?"

 

"Here! Five years old!"

 

"Jun?"

 

"Here! Four...years"

 

"Soonyoung?"

 

"Present~ four years old~"

 

"Wonwoo?"

 

"Here! Four."

 

"Jihoon?"

 

"...here...four years old"

 

"Seokmin?"

 

"HERE!!! THREE YEARS OOOOLLLDDD!!"

 

"Ya! Stop jumping on the couch you rowdy child!" Junghan scolded. Seokmin bounced down and pouted with a hurt expression.

 

"Mingyu?" Seungcheol continued.

 

"Here! Three years old!" 

 

"Minghao?"

 

"...."

 

"Minghao?"

 

"....ear?" so Seungcheol definitely knew that was him because only he could mess that up.

 

"It's here, dear," Junghan corrected. "Hold up your fingers how old are you?" Junghan instructed calmly. Minghao pulled his fingers from his mouth and held up three shaking fingers. 

 

"Seungkwanie is here!" the small kid currently cuddling with his "mama" spoke up. 

 

"Hansol?" Hansol didn't verbally answer but he raised his hands. It was evident that they were about 2 years of age and therefore not really the "I'm ready to speak fully" phase but more like refusal to even speak at times. Also known as the "terrible twos".

 

"Chan?....Wait...if these are our real members as kids and their going by age wouldn't Chan be like a fetus or something?" Seungcheol turned to Junghan who gave him a stank face.

 

"He would be one..." they stood and thought about it for a second and just KNEW they had to witness the literal smol ball of cuteness. They ran to his bedroom and saw the baby had just woke up and his frown and tears from being left alone quickly changed to giggles of joy since he spotted his "mama" and "dada".

 

"Aigoo" the "parents" cooed. However, their smiles were turn upside down when they realized Chan was on the top bunk and was attempting to crawl his way towards them.

 

"Noooooooo!!" Seungcheol yelled as he ran to catch the falling maknae. He realized he won't make it in time and jumped to try to slide in. Unfortunately, he didn't catch Chan in time.

 

"Thank god the boys are so messy because if that pile of clothes wasn't there then he would have really hurt himself," Junghan commented. Seungcheol sat up and grabbed the baby pulling him in close.

 

", that scared me..."

 

"?" the small boy who claimed to be Hansol asked. Junghan slapped the leader in the chest and glared at him.

 

"Oh come on! Now he speaks?" Seungcheol whined but Junghan just glared harder.

 

"Nothing, sweetie, come lets go in with the others and have breakfast I bet you all are hungry, right?" Junghan attempted to switch his attention.

 

"Yes!" he cheered and ran excitedly to others. 

 

Seungcheol brought the tiny maknae into his arms and a smile grew upon his face. 

 

"What are we gonna do?" he asked while rocking the infant in his arms. 

 

"What can we do?" 

 

"Call Doogi?" Seungcheol suggested. "He'd know just what to do," he convinced and Junghan nodded. 

 

"Well, you do that and then clean up those shards before another kid gets hurt, I'm gonna go make them some breakfast," Junghan took off out into the living room/kitchen/dinning room area and was greeted by a bunch of rowdy toddlers ready to eat.  

 

Seungcheol just sighed and pulled out his phone. It rang a few times before a particularly grouchy voice answered the other line.

 

"...what?" 

 

"Hey, hyung, it's Seungcheol-"

 

"You've got 5 seconds before I hang up."

 

"Look I need you to get here asap...and bring diapers because I think Jihoon just pissed himself.

 

"What?"

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A/N: Alrighty! so I really didn't know what to put for the summary but I think this first "chapter" should explain things hm? So! a little info! Posts are scheduled Wednesday in the afternoon. That being said, see ya'll next week!