"Jion-ah, wake up," the mother cooed softly.

"U-umma..?"

Yoongi smiled and kissed Jion's forehead lovingly, picking her up to his waist, "we're going out to see your appa and oppa."

Baby Jion blankly nodded and headed to the bathroom with Yoongi guiding her as she was still a bit sleepy. After spending a good half an hour cleaning themselves up, the mother dressed Jion as stylish as him and headed out from the house. He almost let out a squeal when he wrapped a scarf around his baby's neck adorably.

"Oh, my God, you adorable little cotton candy! You look like appa in this kind of clothes!" he exclaimed excitedly, giggling along with her.

Jihoon huffed and plucked his guitar, watching Taehyung kept gluing his eyes on his phone.

"Appa," and calling him was no use. There was no respond.

"Yah!" Jihoon grinned in victory when his father snapped to reality with a smack on his head. Taehyung wanted to yell, but he was speechless after he realized it was Yoongi, "no phone during our holiday. That's the rule."

"I-I was just," the brunet was a loss for words, making Yoongi quirked an eyebrow.

"Appa meant that umma is very beautiful," Jihoon casually continued, with Jion giggling and nodding in agreement.

Yoongi held back a blush and told Jihoon to hold Jion for him.

Taehyung never felt any stupider when Yoongi planted a chaste kiss on his lips.

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