"It's mine!"
"You took my Shiber!"
"Yeosang, you step on my Spideyho."
"No, Mingi! You eat too much candy already."
"Mama will be mad at you later."
"I don't want to be friends with San anymore."
"Mama!"
That's how the state of Jiyeon and her kids' family home during these 2 weeks. They are too chaotic especially after the presence of Wooyoung, San and Yeosang.
Wooyoung and San never stopped fighting each other even on small things. They always being dramatic.
And one time, Yeosang pooping in his pants, Hongjoong who has to wash it since Jiyeon is at work and their maid is not home. Too many things to tell.
Jiyeon cooked for their dinner and suddenly looked down when a hand pulled the hem of her shirt. It's San.
"Why baby?"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm cooking for dinner. Do you need anything?"
"I want to help."
"You want to help me cook?" San nodded.
"Okay but you need to put down your Shiber first. Don't want it to get dirty right?"
San nodded and ran to the living room. He put his Shiber on the sofa and returned to Jiyeon.
"You put the oranges that I cut in the plate. Can you do that?"
San nodded and began arranging the cut oranges into the plate.
"I'm done!"
"You did very well." Jiyeon patted his head leading to a smile curled on his face. "That's it, thank you for helping. Let's go to dinner now. Go call your brothers."
San did as his mom said. "Mama called you for dinner."
"Mama, help me." Wooyoung struggled to sit on the chair.
Jiyeon chuckled and helped him out.
"Where's uncle Hongjoong?"
"In his room I guess." Yunho answered.
"Can someone call him?"
"I will mama." Mingi volunteered himself.
"Thank you, hun."
Hongjoong and Mingi came in a minute later. They both took their seats.
"I don't like carrots, mama." San pouted.
"You need to. It's good for your growth."
"But I can't eat it." He stirred his food in his plate.
"I can eat it for you." Wooyoung looked at San.
"No Wooyoung. San will it by himself."
San pouted again. "Can I just eat half of it?"
"Okay, this time only."
"I take half of it." Wooyoung took half of the carrot from San's plate and put it in his plate.
San chewed the carrot in his mouth with a furrowed brow. Jiyeon laughed softly at that. He hated veggies so much and always found an excuse not to eat them.
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"Mom, dad. I didn't know you would come here." Jiyeon said as she saw her parents appear in the kitchen.
Her maid allowed them in and she was in the kitchen drinking water.
"I miss my grandkids."
"They are in the theater room. They will be happy if they see you two."
"Then I will go there to surprise them."
Mrs. Aera went to the theatre room and a few minutes later, they came to the living room except for Yeosang.
"Where's Yeosang?"
"Yeosang fell asleep while watching a movie. We don't want to wake him up so we left him sleep there." Yunho told his mom and she nodded.
"Grandma, let's play outside." Wooyoung pulled his grandmother's hand.
Mrs. Aera nodded and followed him.
"Let's go, grandpa." San pulled his grandfather's hand as he saw the man still standing there.
"Yeah-yeah let's go."
"Then I will prepare snacks for you." Jiyeon went to the kitchen and told her maid to bring out the watermelon and lemons.
She wants to make lemonade for her children and her parents. She also took out chocolate cookies from the pantry. Mingi and Wooyoung love it so much. After everything was done, she took everything out to the back of the house.
When she went back into the house to get more chocolate cookies, she saw Yeosang standing in the living room, rubbing his eyes.
"Baby. Are you awake?"
"Mama, where is everyone?" He walked towards his mother.
"They're at the backyard. Grandma and grandpa came, they played with them."
Yeosang didn't reply. Looked at his mom, he stretched both his hands up. Jiyeon understood what Yeosang wanted, she immediately picked him up.
"Let's go wash your face first, then we go out to play with your brothers and your grandparents." Yeosang rested his head on Jiyeon's shoulder.
Jiyeon washed Yeosang's face and placed him on the kitchen island. She took out a jar of chocolate cookies and picked him up again then went outside.
"Yeosang! Let's play together." Wooyoung shouted.
Jiyeon put the jar of cookies on the table and when she wanted to put Yeosang down, he refused. He clung to his mom.
"Come on, Yeosang." San called Yeosang.
Jiyeon looked at Yeosang and he shook his head. "Yeosang needs some time. He will go play with you a little more."
"Okay." San went back to playing with Mingi, they laughed for a while.
"Yeosang. Come here, eat watermelon with me." Mr. Jaesung patted his thigh.
Yeosang looked up at his mom and she nodded. Yeosang got off Jiyeon's support and went to his grandfather. He sat on his grandfather's lap and took the watermelon from his hand. He munched his watermelon while watching his brothers and grandma play.
After finishing his watermelon, he tapped his grandfather. He pointed his finger at his brothers.
"Do you want to go play with them?"
Yeosang nodded at his grandfather's question.
"Go. Be careful." Yeosang then ran to his brothers.
"He needs more time."
"He will be talkative one day." He sipped the lemonade. "Where's Hongjoong?"
"In his room. Probably sleeping, he is tired of taking care of the kids."
"Now he is not only a bodyguard but also a babysitter. You need to raise his salary."
"I've already. He never complains anything."
"Because he works for you. Don't bully him."
"I don't. You always prefer him over me. I'm your daughter not him."
"Why not? After all, he has no one, he's alone."
"Hmm..."
Jiyeon's parents excused themselves after dinner at her house. Her sons enjoyed so much today, they never stopped talking. It's pretty sure her parents are tired of dealing with their behavior.

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Our Babies (ATEEZHongjoongFF)
Fiksi Penggemar"Raising kids is a walk in the park. Jurassic Park." Kim Jiyeon, a workaholic 25 years old woman who is not interested in getting married, gets pregnant and gives birth. So, she decided to adopt a child. Is it really A CHILD? or CHILDREN? Meanwhile...