Married to Mafia

BONUS

The large family estate was filled with laughter and warmth. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the sprawling grounds. It was a beautiful day—perfect for a family gathering. A gathering that, years ago, seemed impossible. But here they were, all of them—older, wiser, with children running around, creating chaos in the best possible way.

At the center of it all was the long wooden table, covered with platters of food, drinks, and laughter. It had become a tradition to get together at least once a year, but this year was special. The kids were old enough now to run around, interact with each other, and even cause their own brand of mischief. It was a sight to behold: the once dangerous Mafia leaders and their wives—now fathers and mothers—living a life that was a stark contrast to their past.

Jungkook sat back in his chair, a content smile on his face as he watched his family. His eyes followed Y/N as she served food to their kids, her gentle voice carrying over to him, laced with joy. He couldn't believe how much had changed since that fateful day they met. The Mafia world hadn't disappeared, but for them, it was no longer the defining force of their lives. Instead, they had built something more meaningful—love, family, and the bond between them all.

[Jungkook]: (smiling at Y/N) "You've made our lives so much better, you know that?"

[Y/N]: (grinning, handing him a plate) "I know, but it's all of us. You've made this happen too."

Nearby, the kids were running around, shouting and laughing as they played tag and hide-and-seek. The older generation was more than happy to watch from the sidelines, occasionally getting involved but mostly basking in the joy of the new generation.

[Namjoon]: (clumsily fumbling with a bowl of fruit) "Oh no... not again."

As he reached for the fruit, his elbow knocked over a glass of lemonade, sending it spilling across the table. The glass tipped over completely, and in the process, Namjoon lost his balance, causing him to stumble backward into the lawn chair behind him.

[Jin]: (looking over at him, sighing) "Namjoon! You can't be this clumsy all the time. Look at the mess!"

[Namjoon]: (trying to stand up, covered in fruit) "I didn't mean to! It's just... I'm really not good with coordination."

[Jin]: (rolling his eyes) "You're supposed to be the 'father of the pack' but you can't even keep a glass from tipping over!"

The children giggled at the sight of Namjoon, looking like a giant with fruit on his lap, trying to salvage his dignity. Namjoon shot them a sheepish smile and waved his hands in the air, as if to say, "Whoops, my bad!"

Not far from them, Yoongi was sprawled out on a hammock, barely moving. The heat of the sun and the laughter around him didn't seem to faze him in the least. His eyes were closed, his face relaxed, as if he was miles away from everything going on.

[Jin]: (glancing at Yoongi, raising an eyebrow) "Yoongi, you're not even going to help? The kids are running around and you're just... sleeping?"

[Yoongi]: (mumbling, half asleep) "Too tired... too many things..."

[Jin]: (sighing) "You're impossible, Yoongi. The kids need you. Get up."

Yoongi didn't even open his eyes. He simply gave a small wave of his hand, signaling he wasn't interested in moving anytime soon. The kids, on the other hand, were now running over to him, surrounding the hammock, and climbing on him as if he were a jungle gym.

[Jimin]: (laughing from behind) "Yoongi's definitely the best at this whole 'dad' thing... always taking naps while the kids do all the work."