𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐕𝐌𝐊

Chapter 42:Aftermath Reckoning

Author POV

The sun dipped low on a peaceful evening as Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook sat in the cozy warmth of their home, their hearts full as they watched their children, Minjun and Minsung, play and giggle. The peacefulness of the scene was a reflection of how deeply their love for each other and their sons had taken root, flourishing with every passing day.

One of the most cherished routines in their home was breastfeeding, a bonding moment that tied the family together in the most intimate of ways. Every evening, after their baths, Minjun and Minsung would be fed by Taehyung and Jungkook, who took turns nurturing their sons with gentle care.

Taehyung, always the nurturing one, would hold Minsung close, the baby's tiny hand curling around his finger as he latched on. The sight of his son feeding contentedly in his arms made Taehyung's heart swell. He would gaze at Minsung's peaceful face, his breath soft and steady, and feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this family they had created.

Then, he would switch to Minjun, holding him in the same way, letting the baby rest comfortably against his chest. He was filled with love for both of them-his son, yes, but also for Jungkook, who supported him in every moment.

Jungkook, too, had his turn with Minjun and Minsung. He would take Minjun in his arms first, cradling the boy against his chest, his fingers brushing through the baby's soft hair. As Minjun drank deeply, Jungkook would look over at Taehyung, a silent exchange of affection between them.

After Minjun was content, Jungkook would turn to Minsung, repeating the process with equal care, making sure that each of their sons received the nourishment they needed. Both Taehyung and Jungkook took pride in the way they fed their sons, knowing that this small, intimate act helped foster their love and connection.

The alternating breastfeeding was a dance of love, one that showed the depth of their devotion not only to their sons but to each other. Taehyung and Jungkook's mutual affection wasn't confined to just their own children-it extended equally to each other's sons, sharing in the joy of raising them together.

Each feed felt like a testament to their bond, a bond that had grown from the love they had for each other into something even bigger: the love they shared as a family.

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From their first hesitant crawls to their wobbly attempts at standing, the twins had come a long way.

Minjun, ever curious and daring, was always the first to try something new. Whether it was reaching for a toy just out of his grasp or climbing over pillows set as barriers, his adventurous spirit was undeniable.

"Junie, you're going to give me a heart attack one day," Jungkook joked one afternoon as he caught Minjun attempting to scale the edge of the couch.

Meanwhile, Minsung was more measured in his approach. He observed before acting, his large, thoughtful eyes taking everything in. Jungkook adored this about him, often sitting beside him and narrating their activities in soft tones.

"Sungie, do you think Appa should make dinner, or should we order in?" Jungkook asked one evening, laughing when Minsung responded by clapping enthusiastically.

Despite their differences, the twins shared an unbreakable bond, often crawling to one another and exchanging babbles that only they understood. Their parents watched these interactions with fond smiles, marveling at how love came so naturally to their little ones.

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As the day went on, a momentous event took the family by surprise. Jimin sat on the couch with the twins on his lap, talking to them in his usual animated tone.