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*Sunday Morning : 6am*

Yoongi stirs in his sleep. He’s feeling a bit warmer and stuffy than he remembers last night. There’s also something heavy pressing him down on the mattress. When he turns, well, he tried, but he realized his body is enclosed within the firm arms and legs of a certain man.

“Seokjinnie?” He blinks. He’s surprised because for all he knows, his husband isn’t supposed to be here, holding him like a koala with a tight hug.

“Mmm… Sleep… I just arrived.” Seokjin kisses him on the top of his head.

Yoongi squirms to be able to turn his body fully and hug his husband back. When he’s successful, he smiles sweetly and kisses the other’s neck. “I missed you so much. You’re so bad, surprising me like this. What if I mistakenly punched you thinking you’re a burglar or something?” He huffs but squirms a little more to fit perfectly in his husband’s embrace, inhaling his scent.

Seokjin chuckles. “Nah, your initial reaction would be to scream and run. Don’t fool me.”

“Whatever. You don’t believe in your man.”

“That’s because you’re my baby.”

“Fine.” Yoongi smiles widely and tightens his hug. He was so pleasantly surprised. It’s been a month since they last saw each other. Seokjin was busy with his taping overseas and Yoongi was busy in his doctor duties. But alas, their schedules finally matched like this. It’s not that often that they’re both free since Yoongi rarely have Saturdays or Sundays off since he’s still a Junior Consultant, while Seokjin is mostly only free on weekends. There were a lot of ideas running through his head right now on how to spend this day with his husband and their three kids. He settles for a simple one for now.

“What do you say we go to a picnic today at the park? I can prepare a kimbap, kimchi, Eomuk and Odeng, and also some Rolled Eggs. They have those outdoor cinema where we can set up a tent outside while watching. How does that sound?” Yoongi kisses Seokjin’s collarbones, then hooks his chin on its crevices to look up to his husband, waiting for an answer.

Seokjin looks down sleepily and meets his husband’s lips with his own for a simple kiss. “Anything you want beautiful. I’d love anything as long as I get to spend time with you and our kids. I missed you guys. But for now, let’s sleep. Ugh! This jetlag is killing me. I haven’t slept a wink the whole day yesterday at the plane.”

Yoongi cooes at him and nods. “Okay hubby. Sleep first, then movie and picnic in the afternoon.”

~~~Rrrrriiiing~~~

“Ugh! Yoongi-chi, your phone.” Seokjin clutches his head. The ringing and vibration is getting to him, making him dizzy.

“Sorry yeobo.” Yoongi picks up his phone and walks outside their bedroom.

“What is it Namjoon-ah? *Yawns* it’s still so early in the morning.” Yoongi half scolds one of his favorite colleagues.

“Yoongi hyuuung… *cough cough*” Namjoon speaks in a raspy voice.

“Mmm… you need something don’t you?”

“Yeah… please?”

Yoongi chuckles. “What? I don’t even know what you’re asking for.”

“Please… *cough cough* *sneeze* Please cover for my shift? I feel really horrible right now hyung….”

“Joonie, I have just got home not too long ago. Plus Seokjin is here…” Yoongi bites his lip. He knows that his heart belongs to service. Seokjin is always persistent in telling him how proud he is of his doctor husband who has a heart of gold. But he’s torn because he wants to be with him too.

“Oh! I’m sorry hyung. I thought Seokjin hyung is still *cough* in a s-shoot?*Hachoo!* Sorry.”

“Yeah, I was surprised too. He just magically appeared beside me this morning. Anyway… is no one else available to cover for you?”

“Hobi could make it late in the afternoon hyung. He promised me. *sniff sniff* I just need someone else who can cover for the morning part of my 24hours shift. You know Jae, he’s gonna murder me if he’s gonna extend. He’s not as understanding as you guys.”

“Joon-ah, do you know there are 4 possible premature deliveries in the labor room before I left? They are all barely 7 months. Most probably none of them was delivered yet during the night. Ughhh… I can imagine all the intubation I have to do and medicines I had to compute. Why is pediatrics full of math again?”

Namjoon chuckles but coughs and sneezes nonstop afterwards, unable to form a coherent sentence.

“You really are sick. *sigh* Namjoon-ah, get a good rest and get better soon buddy.”

Yoongi dreadly told Seokjin what’s the call about, apologizing for not being able to stay with them. Seokjin just smiled warmly and said once more how proud he is of his Pediatrician husband. He also sleepily and tiredly drags his feet to join Yoongi in the shower and puts on Yoongi’s clothes.

“Ahhh, yeobo, you really look hot in this white suit. Dr. Min Yoongi. Mmmm I’m so proud of you, for real. Go and treat your patients. Come hom safely later, okay.” Seokjin kisses him sweetly before going back to sleep.

Yoongi also passed by the kids’ room and kissed them on the forehead one by one. He almost had a second thought when baby Jungkook held onto his finger and sucked on it, Taehyung and Jimin clutched on his white sleeves without opening their eyes. He almost just wanted to stay in bed and cuddle with them the whole day, together with his husband, but alas, there are patients waiting for him at the hospital.

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*Sunday Afternoon : 5pm*

Indeed, as expected, Yoongi attended to the 4 premature deliveries; he intubated, inserted umbilical venour and arterial catheters, did some blood extractions, computed for IV fluid rates and administration of Inotropes and antibiotics, and for the last case, he even had to do CPR and explain the whole situation thoroughly to the already crying family. He’s dead tired but he’s happy once he saw all those premature babies are now settled inside their incubators, getting more stable with the treatments that he initiated, before the Neonatologist took over.

“Hyung, I’m really very sorry that I’m late.” Hoseok says after their endorsement. Huffing out his breath. “There was a car accident on the highway. Imagine the whole 12-wheeler truck is covering almost the whole road since it toppled sideways. The cement mixer isn’t doing any better. Good thing the drivers were able to jump out before their trucks completely collided that they only sustained minor injuries. But I can’t say the same to the damages on the road plus the traffic it caused.”

“What?! That’s one scary experience. Good thing you got away from it safely Hobah.”

“Yeah hyung. Good thing I was able to hit the brakes fast. And there were a few cars ahead of me when that happened. Anyway I’m really sorry hyung. I love you. Peace?”

“It’s alright. There are only five more patients in the labor room but all of them are term. Two mothers have pre-eclampsia though, and the other one had ruptured BOW for 21 hours. I don’t know why they haven’t induced the delivery yet. The two others are progressing well with their contractions. But I guess we just have to prepare for possible admission in the NICU.”

“Got it. Thank you hyung. I’ll take it from here. Namjoonie told me that Seokjin hyung is back from shooting. Go bond with him.” Hoseok smiles and they hugged each other before Yoongi leaves.

Truthfully, Yoongi is already having a bad mood. Not because of Hoseok or Namjoon, he loves his friends. It’s just the situation. Since he left the house, he’s been feeling like not wanting to go because he really missed his husband. Then he got extremely busy, he wasn’t even able to hold his phone. He’s dead tired right now, like if his back touches a mattress he would probably fall asleep in an instant, such an awful timing, just when his family is most probably awake and having the energy to go out.

He sleepily opens their door and stops, blinking once, twice, seeing red stacked up cups blocking his entryway. He knows who did this. His three tiny menaces, with the help of the big one too.

“Hey yeobo, pretend to be surprised. The kids are hiding in there. Go go go. I’d count to three.” Seokjin whispers and gestures while holding a camrecorder on his hand.

Yoongi chuckles quietly and slowly closed the door. Oh boy, here comes the acting of his lifetime.

“One-two-three.” Seokjin whisper-yells on the other side.

Yoongi opens the door.

“Kids, your dad is here!” Seokjin says outloud.

Yoongi playfully says “Ow! Ow! Ow!” with each step as he stumbles over the stacked up cups, acting like he’s almost falling down. “Hey! What’s going on here? Who left these cups in here?”

The kids squaled in delight, running towards his front side and then jumped in place. Taehyung and Jimin, their twins, are even hugging each other while cackling. Jungkook stumbled on a sitting position on the floor while giggling, displaying his gums without teeth, and slapping the floor.

Seokjin is laughing behind the camera, switching the focus between Yoongi and the three. “Yeobo, your acting is lame. No matter you didn’t become an actor.” He teases while laughing hard, turning red and stomping his foot.

The kids perhaps didn’t understand what Seokjin said but because of the playful tone of his voice, thinking that it’s a joke of some sorts, they laughed harder. Jungkook is even screaming and clapping his hands.

Yoongi giggles and scoops Jungkook up with one hand. “Hey little buddy, you scream so loud. The neighbors are gonna get angry.”

He turns to the twins and scoops them up on his other arm. “You two are so happy to see daddy stumbling eh?”

He then playfully runs upstairs towards their bedroom and throws the kids gently on their huge bed. Seokjin followed suit, still laughing behind the camera. Yoongi started attacking the kids with belly rubs and tickles, alternately kissing and sniffing their necks, then puffing out air on their earlobes. It’s a screaming party from that point on, Taehyung even jumps up to Yoongi’s back to wrestle him like a monkey. Jimin is struggling to get out of his daddy’s tickles. Jungkook is just enjoying it and even presenting his tummy more.

The sight is oh so lovely that leaves Seokjin smiling wide. Moments like these are so heartwarming and precious, good thing he had the idea of recording it.

When the kids’ laughter simmered down, Yoongi plops on bed with a huge smile. They immediately crawled on top of him, resting their heads on his chest and abdomen and busying themselves with whatever body parts of Yoongi that they can pat-pat or nibble with. “You, Mr. Min (points at Seokjin), you’re the culprit behind all these.”

Seokjin pans the camera towards his own face and said “Min Seokjin is innocent your honor. Their attack was simultaneous. I’m pleading not guilty.” With a mischievous smile, eyes crinkling on the corners.

Then he focused the camera again on their kids who are already almost asleep on Yoongi’s body. “Yahhh look at the guilty ones backing out on me. Hey you three, why are you leaving me alone in the scene of the crime? Unbelievable!”

Yoongi giggles and the three kids simultaneously giggled as well then goes back to sleep.

Seokjin stops the recording and just stands by the foot of the bed, absorbing the lovely sight, looking at each of his family’s faces and smiling teary eyed. “I missed this precious thing for a month. I missed you guys a lot.”

“Awww… come here Min Seokjin.” Yoongi cooes and stretches his hand for Seokjin to take.

Seokjin takes it immediately and plops down beside his husband, embracing him on the side, on prone position. He props himself up a little on his elbow and smiles at Yoongi.

“I love you so much yeobo. I’ll always be grateful to you for proposing to me, marrying me, and giving me these wonderful babies.” He leans down and kisses Yoongi sweetly.

Yoongi melts into the kiss, having missed his husband so much, he pulls him even closer. “I love you too yeobo, so so much. Where else can I even find a husband who’s so understanding, sweet and caring, not to mention worldwide handsome, like you?”

“You probably won’t need to ‘cause I’m right here, and I’m your one and only husband. Don’t you dare look for another.” Seokjin cheekily replies and resumes kissing him.

Ahhh Yoongi is no longer having a bad day. These simple joys in life are so precious.