"Ma...Ma!" A toddler waddled into the room, barely the age of one. Despite that, he was always a ball of energy and insisted on walking without the company of a helper.
Oh Yunai, ever the worrywart when it came to children, was nervously trailing behind Luca. Her arms were slightly out as if she was going to catch the child should he fall.
"Little dumpling," Jennie let out a small laugh, bending down yet again to hug another child. The little dumpling's eyes lit up at her gesture as he picked up speed, charging towards his mother. He saw her dress as a cloud and something to cushion upon.
However, before the poor lad could come even remotely come close to her, he was scooped up by his father. A gurgling and small growl left his mouth as he futilely struggled against his dad's iron-grip. Tiny hands began to push at his face when Lisa attempted to kiss his cheek.
"Donor! Donor!" Luca babbled out, mimicking the words of his older brother.
Lisa scowled at his words and to spite the child, squeezed him in a tight, bear hug. "Both of my sons are not adorable at all." He stuck his tongue out at Louis who did the same before the two rolled their eyes and looked away.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Ella struggled in Bambam's arms after running out of cheeky and witty comments. She reached for her father, but Bambam turned his back before Lisa could see.
"Aw, Ella, are you bored of uncle already?"
"Yes!" Ella answered in a heartbeat, her words breaking Bambam's heart. He faked a sob and wiped away an imaginary tear.
"That's alright, everyone abandons me."
"Nuh-uh! I always come to you after I grow less bored with you!"
"Do you hear yourself, little troublemaker?" Bambam retorted. Her temperament was just as bipolar as her father. She was adorable and warm like summer rays whenever she felt like it, but cold and unbothered afterward. He could tell she would undoubtedly be a heartbreaker when she grew older.
"Now let me down! I want daddy!" Ella kicked her little legs in the air, but they were like small pokes to Bambam who let out a mighty laughter.
"Make me," he childishly replied, squeezing her in his arms.
"What are you doing to my princess?" Lisa growled, taking the child into his arms before Bambam could protest. "She wanted to be let down."
"Did she now? I didn't know," Bambam responded, pretending to be blind when Ella glared at him. "Don't you know? I've been growing old and deaf these days. My hearing has gotten worse."
"I can attest to that. He still pretends to be a town fool when I ask for another daughter-in-law!" Marco snarkily said when he walked into the room.
"But dad," Bambam whined, "I said I don't want to be tied down so quickly. I still have things to do—" Rosé's ears perked as her face scrunched into displeasure at the dirty thoughts that came up, "—and places to travel."
"Besides, you already have three grandchildren and probably another few coming soon after Rosé gets married next year!"
Rosé's cheeks lit up at his words, "Shut up!"
"What? Don't pretend to be innocent," Bambam scoffed before throwing her a smug glare to which she gave him a scathing one.
"Just you wait! Once the kids are out of sight, I'll give you a beating!" Rosé huffed while angrily crossing her arms. She jumped when a figure hugged her from behind. Jisso rested his chin upon her head, "Now, little fawn, violence is not the answer," he calmly told her, behaving as the mediator between these two bickering children again.
Rosé scrunched her nose, "It's always the answer for dimwits like him."
"Why, you little brat—"
"Daddy, daddy, uncle said a bad word." Ella innocently smiled up at her doting father before blinking her adorable little lashes at him.
"But brat isn't a bad word if it describes you perfectly!" Bambam stuck his tongue out, ignoring his brother's brooding stare.
"That's why your uncle is going to be single for life." Lisa answered her, pressing a loving kiss upon her cheek. She merrily giggled before wrapping her arms around him but found that they couldn't go around his entire shoulder.
"Remember, my little princess, you shouldn't date ugly and foul-mouthed guys like your uncle. Okay?" His heart was warmed by her small action as she snuggled deeper into his arms. This was exactly why having daughters was the best. He hugged her tighter. She was cuter than his sons for sure.
"Mommy said I should date guys like daddy. Handsome, nice, and pampering!"
"Yes, yes, mommy is right." Lisa couldn't wipe off the foolish smile on his face. Even a blind man could tell how much of a fool this father was for his daughter.
"So is the wedding going to start or should I wait another year?" Woobin grumbled at the lack of attention from his Ella. He was bitter that she didn't hug him like she usually did. Despite sharing the same features as her father, her behavior and cheekiness heavily resembled her mother. Not a day went by where he didn't love her a little bit more.
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Everyone had left the room to take their respective places outside of the wedding hall. Only Woobin remained in the room with Jennie, his eyes tearing up the longer he stared at her, dressed in white, something new, something old, and something blue. His heart swelled with pride upon seeing how much she had grown throughout the years.
Nothing made him happier than seeing her happy, and she was practically brimming with happiness. Every day was filled with laughter and every day, she genuinely smiled at least once.
Like every marriage, she certainly had her ups and downs with Lisa and on very, very rare occasions, there would be small fights and bickering. But in the end, she was still happy and content with her life.
"Jenjen, have I ever told you how proud I am of you?" Woobin spoke up, his voice heavy with rippling emotions. He didn't know if he should laugh with joy that she was going to walk down the aisle with him or cry with joy that she was living the blissful life that she deserved.
In the past four years, she had dutifully performed her role as a loving mother and respectable CEO. It was just as he had predicted. She had uplifted Kim Corporation in every aspect, whether it was improving the lives of the employees or doubling the company's revenue. To this day, it still amazed him how well she was able to balance and maintain her work and personal life. There were times he thought she would've resigned and become a stay-at-home wife, but both of them knew, that such a life was not suited for her.
None of her children suffered from their parents' work life. They came home at normal times and were always there to have breakfast and dinner with them. Jennie made it a priority that they share at least one meal a day. She swore she would never allow her children to suffer the same lonely meals she and Lisa had to endure as children. That was precisely why the house was filled with laughter and glee. There wasn't any air of melancholy dangling in the house, for all of it was swept away by the energetic giggles of the children.
"You don't have to tell me, grandfather." Jennie gently answered as she placed her hand onto the nook of his bent arm.
He let out a ripe chuckle, deep and hearty. "You have come a long way, Jenjen."
"No, grandfather. We both have."
Woobincleared his throat when a rock formed in it. He resisted the urge to cry infront of her, but undoubtedly, he knew he would cry today. Just the sight ofher in the wedding dress was enough to dampen his eyes. But watching her walkdown that aisle, ever so gracefully, he would cry tears of joy in silence, forhis dream had come true: she had found her forever happiness.
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