"You're such a fake friend, Seong Yuta." Prince hissed.

Yuta chuckled as he smiled at Prince with his head on his hand.

"I win. Again."

Prince threw the rest of his cards at Yuta who snorted before collecting the colorful cards to start another game.

Yuta began distributing the cards among the two of them before the front door opened. The alarm beeped a few times to alert them of the door opening.

"You're not gonna go check?"

Prince shook his head.

"It's never him. It's always someone else."

"Oh, hey honey." Prince heard his father say followed by a kiss sound before.

"Hey. Where is he?"

Jungkook.

Prince whipped his head around and saw his alpha father standing tall next to his omega father, who was taking Jungkook's jacket and hanging it up.

Prince shot up and ran towards Jungkook who looked at him with a smile and bent down to pick him. Prince wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck tightly. He rubbed his nose into the crook of Jungkook's neck as Jungkook held Prince's waist with a huge grin.

"Are you gonna let go?"

Prince shook his head as he held on tighter. Jungkook chuckled as he covered Prince's face with kisses then made his way towards the living room.

"Hello, Mr. Jeon." Yuta bowed his head.

"Hey." Jungkook nodded before he sat down on the couch with his son still clinging to his neck.

Prince laid next to his father, tucked close and under him. He felt at peace being able to feel the warmth of his father and smell his vanilla and campfire scent. Jungkook's arm was wrapped around Prince's shoulders.

"You okay?" Jungkook looked down at Prince who nodded with a soft smile.

"Yeah."

Jimin handed him a glass as he walked into the living room. Jungkook thanked him while Jimin handed Yuta another glass.

"He hasn't been that still or quiet in a long time." Jimin grinned as he brought his cup to his lips.

"Yeah, he hasn't slept well in a long time either." Yuta gently blew on his tea before bringing it to his lips.

"That's true. Look at him." Jimin hummed.

Jungkook looked down to see Prince's breathing slow as his body relaxed against Jungkook's. Jungkook chuckled and rubbed Prince's hair as the boy slowly fell asleep.

"Honey."

"Hmm?"

"Have you met with that guy Ryan found?"

"Yeah, he's just like Samiah. It's insane. You should meet him." Jimin sat his cup down.

"Later. A lot has been happening. It's getting exhausting." Jungkook sighed as he leaned forward to set his cup down.

"Mm." Jimin hummed as his eyes drifted to Yuta.

Yuta was nibbling on his lip as his knees were brought to his chest tightly. He was holding onto his cup tightly as looked at Prince who was sleeping comfortably against his father. Jimin noticed how Yuta's shoulders would shake every now and again.

"Yuta."

Yuta blinked a few times before turning to Jimin.

"Yes?"

"Do you wanna come up here? I can hug you like Jungkook is hugging Bear. You need some parental love." Jimin offered.

Yuta's face heated up as his hands tightened around his cup.

He really missed hugs from the older people in his family. Especially his sister's.

"Oh, no! It's okay. I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Yuta shook his head.

"It wouldn't make me uncomfortable at all. But if you aren't comfortable I can just get you a blanket." Jimin smiled softly.

The offer was tempting. He hadn't had good sleep in a long time. He looked back over at Prince, so quiet and calm. His lips pursed as his cheek was squished against Jungkook's chest.

"Are you sure?" Yuta turned around to look at Jimin who nodded then opened his arms.

Yuta looked towards Jungkook who shrugged.

"Don't look at me. He's the one offering."

Yuta sat his cup down and stood up. He slowly walked towards the couch. He sat down and laid beside Jimin who wrapped his arms around the alpha's smaller frame. He brought Yuta close to his body and Yuta, for the first time in a long time, felt at peace.

Jimin's right hand rubbed his back and his left hand rubbed his snow hair.

Yuta felt his body relax, his eyes grow heavy and his breathing slow.

—

"What're you doing? Are you going to come in or not?" Halo pulled his hair clip out as he turned around and went back into the bathroom.

He could hear his husband walking back and forth in front of the door to the bathroom and it began to bother him.

"I was just thinking of how to convince you."

"Convince me of what?" Halo raised an eyebrow as he stared at his husband.

Leo stopped pacing and tugged at his silver chain before running his finger through his hair. He walked into the bathroom and wrapped his arms around Halo's waist and buried his nose into Halo's neck.

"Looove." Leo called with his face still in Halo's neck.

Halo sighed as he placed his hands on the sink.

"What is it now?"

"Can we hold another party?"

"Huh?" Halo turned around in Leo's hold.

"A gathering. Me and a few… friends have thought about a gathering with our families and such."

Halo stared at his husband.

"Here let me just translate what you just said." Halo stood straight and placed his hands on his husband's shoulders.

"You and your allies, your mafia pals, want to have a meeting disguised as a gala so that way, enemy mafias won't suspect you. And these friends are none other than Ruby, Jeong-muk, and our great son-in-law, Jungkook." Halo sighed.

"How did you—"

"We've been married for 30 years, idiot. I can read you like a book." Halo walked out of the bathroom, Leo followed closely behind.

"Well since you know, can you call your snobby rich friends so this can look like a believable gala?"

"Ugh, I can't stand most of those people." Halo growled.

"Please, love?"

Halo sighed.

"Fine. I'll invite the boys too. As normal of a gala as possible?"

Leo nodded.

"Then, I'll need money for decorating, and food, and alcohol, then a cleaning crew, and people to hand out drinks and appetizers."

Halo held his hand out and Leo sighed as he turned around and reached into his bedside drawer and grabbed his wallet. He walked towards his husband, took out his black card and placed it into Halo's hand.

"Your wish is my command, hubby." Halo got on his toes and pecked his husband's lips before leaving the room.

"Yeah yeah." Leo rolled his eyes.

—

Liz slowly tightened the lid of the sippy cup he had just filled with orange juice. He could feel his daughter tugging at his pants but he wasn't paying much attention. He failed to notice his busy three year old climbing up the kitchen drawers until his husband's voice snapped him out of it.

"BABE!" Taehyung shouted as he ran to catch Rein who was about to fall.

Liz snaps out of whatever trance he was in and spun around as Taehyung held their daughter on his hip and checked her to make sure she was okay.

"Liz, what the heck?" Taehyung turned to Liz who was rubbing his eyes and pushing his hair out of his face.

"I've just been thinking about a lot of things." Liz handed his daughter her sippy cup which she began drinking happily.

"What have you been thinking about?" Taehyung sighed.

"Just… just…" Liz rubbed his eyes before waving Taehyung off.

"I can't explain it. I just don't feel well."

"Well what do you feel like?" Taehyung sat Rein down for her to run away and hopefully not destroy the house.

"I'm getting vertigo, nausea, and my stomach hurts."

Taehyung frowns.

"The last time you felt like this we found out you were pregnant with Rein."

"No!" Liz looked up quickly.

The shout shocked Taehyung whose eyes widened.

"No, I'm not pregnant. I know that. But it's been bothering me." Liz rubbed his stomach with a frown.

Taehyung sighed as he walked up to the blonde and placed his hand over Liz's hand which was over his stomach. He rubbed his husband's hand softly.

"I'm sure it's fine." Taehyung smiled and pecked Liz's forehead.

"I hope you're right." Liz pouted as his cheek was squished against the elder's chest.

—

Yuta slowly began to gain consciousness. He inhaled sharply and wiped his lips.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to drool on you!" Yuta panicked as he looked up at Jimin as he smiled at him wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry about it. It's okay. Did you have a nice sleep?" Jimin rubbed Yuta's head.

"Oh, yes. Thank you."

"Mr. Jeon." Yuta called up to Jimin.

"Mhm?"

"You're really nice." Yuta smiled to himself.

"Aw, thank you."

"Mhm. I can see where Prince gets his personality from."

"Aye, kid! What about me?" Jungkook barked from the other side of the couch.

"Prince gets his looks from you!" Yuta defended as he turned his head to look at Jungkook who was grinning at him.

"Don't scare him. He jumped when you said that." Jimin reached over and smacked Jungkook's arm who chortled.

"You're right though, kid. Look."

Yuta turned around and watched as Jungkook tried to pry Prince off of his body who whined and huffed before Jungkook let Prince stick back onto him and rubbed his back with a laugh.

"He's just like Jimin. Just as clingy."

"Oh shut your mouth. He gets that from you." Jimin slapped Jungkook's arm.

"Oh sure. Whatever makes you feel better about yourself."

Yuta chuckled with a soft smile.

"I miss when my parents would have love filled arguments."

His smile fell when the couple looked at him. He looked from Jungkook to Jimin.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that." Yuta covered his mouth.

"You don't have to apologize, sweetheart." Jimin sat up and wrapped his arm around Yuta's shoulders.

"Are you okay?"

"Um." Yuta's voice began to sound watered down as his eyes began to burn.

"Yeah." Yuta inhaled.

"No." Yuta's eyes started to water and his shoulders began to shake.

Jimin hugged him tightly as Yuta started out right sobbing.

"You don't have to tell me what's wrong but if you want to you can."

Yuta inhaled shaking before exhaling.

"I miss when my parents didn't yell all the time. When my dad wouldn't hit me and when my mom wouldn't hit my dad. I miss my sister." Yuta continued to sob into Jimin's shirt as the omega held the young alpha tightly.

The loud sobs woke Prince who sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Yuta?"

Yuta tried to control his sobs but he couldn't and continued to apologize.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry!" Yuta's throat felt raw, his eyes began to burn and his mouth went dry.

"Shh, it's okay. Don't apologize." Jimin rubbed the sobbing boy's hair as he slowly began to quiet down.

His sobs turned into quiet hiccups. Jimin's hands never stopped comforting the boy.

"Yuta?" Prince whispered as he worried if he raised his voice the boy might break.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, you," Jimin clicked his tongue. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop apologizing?"

Jimin frowned as he pulled away from Yuta and wiped his eyes with his thumbs.

"O-oh. Right. Th-then thank you."

Yuta sniffled as Jimin smiled softly at him. Prince made his way over and laid his head on Yuta's shoulder.

"Do you feel better?" Prince's lips were puckered.

"Yeah, thank you." Yuta nodded as he wiped his eyes.

"I think we should all head to bed." Jungkook  stood up with a small smile.

Everyone agreed before heading upstairs. Prince and Yuta stood at Prince's bedroom door.

"Yuta, you can sleep in here tonight if you'd feel more comfortable." Jimin squeezed the red eyed boy's shoulder.

"Oh, Mr. Jeon said—"

"Mr. Jeon says it's okay for tonight." Jungkook rubbed Yuta's hair.

"Really?"

"Yeah. You seem like you could use the company."

"Okay. Thank you so much." Yuta bowed to them both.

They nodded at him before kissing Prince goodnight and heading to their room. The two teens went into Prince's room. Prince shut the door and sat down on his bed, ushering Yuta over as well. Prince turned to Yuta who was rubbing his forehead then cheek softly.

"What? Did you want a goodnight kiss too?"

Yuta's hands dropped to his sides.

"What? No! Absolutely no—"

He didn't get to finish when he felt Prince's lips on his cheek. When Prince moved back Yuta turned a bright red as his hand came up to cover his cheek.

"W-w-why would you?"

"I don't like seeing you cry. I'd rather see you smile or even look as stupid as you do now." Prince grinned.

Yuta quickly stood up, his hand still on his cheek.

Prince pulled the covers back to his bed. He stood up and dragged Yuta towards the bed and sat him down. He walked around the other side and got into his bed.

"I'm a rich boy, remember. The bed's big enough where we don't touch each other." Prince reminded Yuta as he got under the covers.

Yuta slowly followed after.

"You're not going to kiss me again are ya?" Yuta looked at Prince who sat up.

"No, of course not."

Prince kissed Yuta's other cheek which caused him to help and jump back.

"Starting now."

Prince giggled as he laid down, his back towards Yuta.

"You little—"