Incognito [Mafia Husband- Oneshot series]

Epilogue

"Jungkook- Oh, gawd!" You mumbled under your breath before jumping off the bed, the chocolate cheesecake long forgotten.

"Don't worry. The kids didn't see me," your husband said, his suit covered in blood- that was definitely not his.

"How did it go?" You asked, helping him get undressed and throwing the clothes in a bag as he changed into his sweatpants and t-shirt.

"Couldn't get better," he muttered. "Found this guy who was pissing me off for the last week, killed him and his gang."

"The mission with Yoongles?" You asked, sitting on his lap as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his around your waist to keep you in place.

"Went smooth like butter," Jungkook replied as he placed a kiss on your neck. "Now take off your shirt. I've to give my breasts some attention too."

"Your breasts?" You asked, laughing out a little at his choice of words.

"Yeah, my breasts. Just like how I'm yours and you're mine, they're mine too," he said, about to sneak his hand under your shirt when-

"Daddy!" The excited voice of your five year old daughter said as she entered the bedroom, slamming the door open before running towards you. Her telepathy lets her know the fact that her father is home.

"Here comes daddy's girl," you mumbled, slowly getting off his lap and sitting beside him on the mattress.

"She's not the only daddy's girl here," Jungkook said in your ear and you gave him a knowing look.

"Jeongsan ate alien gardener's strawberries again," the little girl said as she climbed on her father's lap.

"And I brought papa dinner because he wasn't there!" Jeongsan said, entering the room with a plate in his hands, a grin on his face.

"Yeah, you didn't have dinner," you mumbled, laying your head on his shoulder.

"You're my dinner," your husband said, only for you to hear as your son climbed on the bed, successfully spilling half the pasta on the floor.

"Clumsy pie," you said, shaking your head slightly with a smile on your face, as he gave you the bunny smile. He takes after his father.

And well, your daughter takes after your brother. Hence, her name, Yoonji, given by the one and only god of swag and sleep.

One minute she's all happy and soft, and the next minute, she gets annoyed with almost everything.

Sometimes, she's like you. Well played, karma. Well played.

By the way, Yoongi and Jimin are still in their honeymoon phase.

Your kids are the reason why you and your husband lose it. And the reason you both hold it together.

Yoonji and Jeongsan totally get along, mostly. As long as they aren't near each other, looking at each other, playing a game together, sharing the same room, or breathing the same air, they're all good.

Silence is golden. But when you have kids, silence is just plain suspicious.

You learnt many things from them. How to be patient, for instance.

"Okay, sweetheart. Get to bed while I pat them to sleep, and then-" Jungkook said as he somehow lifted up both Yoonji and Jeongsan in his arms. "-I'll join you," he whispered the last part (pun intended), only for you to hear before leaving the bedroom.

The next day~

"Can we make more baby sparkles when we get home?" Your husband asked in a low voice, his head laid beside yours on the examination bed.

"Why the flying flute are you asking me right now?" You mumbled back and he just shrugged, pecking your cheek as he straightened his posture.

"Well, oh. Oh my jams," the doctor- yeah, the same crazy one from when you were pregnant with Yoonji and Jeongsan, said as he looked at the monitor.

"What is it?" Jungkook, who was sitting on the chair beside you, asked as he held your hand tightly.

"Oh man holy sh!t," the man mumbled as he blinked his eyes.

"What the f-ck is it?!" Your husband burst out, growing more impatient by the second.

"Kook, the little bean in me wouldn't be happy about you swearing right now," you reminded him.

"See, that's the thing here, Mrs.Jeon," the man wearing the white coat said as he handed you a candy. "And twelve weeks, three pups."

Having two kids already made you a referee. And now...

"Three- what?"

"Not again," the doctor muttered. "Wolf pups, Mr.Jeon. People-"

"-always compare him to a werewolf so, yeah," you cut him off. "We know what causes it and we both seem to be obviously good at it. Right, Mr.Han?" You asked, turning to his side and he gave you a crooked smile, nodding as he handed a paper to Jungkook, again.

Trimesters of triplet pregnancy:

1)Weird cravings and mood swings

2)'Aww~ Babies just kicked!'

3)Get. The. Babies. Out.

~

"Why me?" You sighed dramatically, just having placed your inhaler aside after a few puffs.

"Should we see the doctor again?" Your husband asked with pure concern as he helped you lie down on your bed.

"This was always normal, Kookie. Even when I was pregnant for the first time," you assured, but knew very well that he wasn't going to let it slide, and would definitely take you to the doctor tomorrow, again.

He made sure that the inhaler was safe for you during pregnancy too. Also, treating asthma lowers your risk of attacks and helps make your lungs work better.

Though he might not show you, that time when you almost had a miscarriage still scares him to death.

Sometimes, it is really important to show how much love and care you have for someone. It doesn't mean that if you have a lot, you don't need to explain. But it means that explanations make a relationship stronger.

At the end of the day, you both just want to sit with each other and keep talking about what matters and even what doesn't.

He was the reason you look down at your phone and smile. Then walk into a wall.

Well, the clumsiness never left you, and Jeongsan joined you.

It was night already. The twins were visiting your brother and brother-in-law for the weekend so, sekshi time!

Your bunny baby laid beside you, kissing your stomach before he moved up, pulling you in for some PDA- Private Display of Affection.

"You remember that unHobi movie we watched before our first time, almost six years ago?" You asked randomly, lying on your back as he kissed your forehead.

"Yeah, I do. We never got to complete it," Jungkook said as one of his hands kept running through your hair.

Crazy, right? After that night, every day you both keep falling in love more and more with each other. Except for yesterday.

Because yesterday, you drank his banana milk, and he ate all the ice cream. Pregnancy hormones.

"Hey, Kookie," you called and your husband hummed in response. "Wanna go incognito and finish it now?"