Our Lives Turned Upside Down *A BTS Reverse Harem (On Hold)

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Nyx's POV

It's been two weeks since our first ever doctor's visit. Twins!! As in two. I still can't wrap my head around it. I'm scared double but I think with the nine of us it will all work out fine. I love both, I don't understand it but the love for them is instant and all encompassing; my little Puk and Pluck. To me it doesn't matter if it's Jimin or Yoongi; I love both. And I finally have an idea on how to tell the potential fathers. I've already written eight little notes for them to find in the fortune cookies I'm going to bake.

Today I finally have room to move and cook. Jimin and Yoongi are relentless, keeping me from doing anything. Every time I want to cook they whisk me away because they want to cuddle. I can never say no, I like it too much. But I haven't cooked or baked in weeks. It's affecting my mood, making me a little cranky, but in a minute that will change.

The men have a busy day, but Namjoon told me he expected them to be home for dinner. Which I will cook too. Dressed in the only old clothes I have, I hate wearing an apron. I'm wearing an old shirt, one of Yoongi's and soft joggers. Walking towards the kitchen I see Nari in the backyard with both dogs. When she looks up I wave, smiling, thinking back over the last two weeks.

I watched Nari a little closer, but surprisingly she could keep my secret. I never was angry at her for accidentally telling them I'm pregnant too, but this is something I really want to tell those two myself. Standing in the kitchen I feel a calm settle over me. Entering the pantry next, I get eggs, flour, vanilla and almond extract and lastly sugar. Setting them on the counter, I get butter out of the fridge next.

The butter goes in the pan and on low heat so it will melt. Measuring everything I set it aside so I can just grab it when I need it. I only need egg whites. Splitting them I set the egg yolks in the fridge, I can use them later. Once the butter is melted it gets mixed with the egg whites, vanilla and almond extract and the sugar. Once that is frothy I add the flour. And now the tricky part, I can't over mix or the cookies will be too dense.

I stop mixing as soon as the flour disappears, setting it aside. I get the tray, add baking paper and spread the batter to make very thin, big circles. They don't need long in the oven, and I need to fold them when they are still hot and malleable. And the little notes need to be folded inside. I run to my room and get the eight folded little pieces of paper.

I made ribbons too with their name in Hangul. Everything is written in Hangul. Took me some time and I triple checked if everything was correct. Walking back to the kitchen I put the first in the oven and wait until the edges are golden brown.

Pulling the tray out of the oven I get one cookie and the first note, fold it inside and then I fold them over the edge of the bowl so they get the familiar shape everyone knows. I use all the batter and in the end I have eight with a note and around 30 without. I like them so if no one eats them I will.

The eight with a note get the name ribbon tied around it, and then I hide them so no one will find them before dinner. It didn't take me long to make the cookies so I'm baking a Dutch apple pie too. And after I prepare dinner. With only half an hour left until dinner is ready, I take a shower and get out of my dirty and smelly clothes.

Nari helps me set the table and then I hear the front door click. Both dogs rush to the entryway to greet whoever it is. The house is filled with the aroma of the food and it draws all the men towards the kitchen, filling the house with happy but tired noises. Looking up at them I greet all and wave. Yoongi scowls at me but I don't care, I'm finished anyway. Blowing him a kiss the scowl leaves his face and his gummy smile greets me.

Jimin doesn't look happy too, but the hot food has his attention more. Everyone sits down to eat, the guys chat happily and Jin is talking over them non-stop. Apparently the Maknaes have been teasing him all day. But he doesn't look angry, instead he is happy. When everyone is finished eating I get the apple pie for dessert and Jungkook finishes three pieces. In the end the entire pie is devoured, as it should be; that's why I baked it.