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The little family was sitting on the floor. Jungkook and Namjoon had set the tree up and are going to tell them about being mates and then decorate the Christmas tree.

The soft light above them added to the cozy effect.

Jungkook and Namjoon sat in front of them holding hands. "Jungkook is daddy's mate. Do you understand that?" he got straight to the point because that's how you needed to talk to children.

Jin furrowed his eyebrows "is Kookie our daddy?" he asked looking at Namjoon's neck.

"Do you want me to be?" Jungkook asked with a big smile threatening to split his face.

"If you're daddy why no be wif us till now?" Baek asked.

"I didn't know you existed, but I want to be here now," he said willing to take this role of their father despite not being their biological father. Despite going against a typical relationship, no normal alpha would dare get close to an omega with pups. It broke Joon's heart just a little more.

"Otay," Baek said taking a seat on Jungkook's lap "Daddy call Kookie Daddy too?"

"If you want," Namjoon answered pulling Jin to his lap. He kept looking for a mark and huffed "Daddy wets make twee," Namjoon started getting up.

"Not you, udder daddy," Jin pointed at Jungkook who smiled smashing all of them into a hug.

They spent the next hour decorating the rainbow tree and letting Jungkook take their pictures for a photo album he wanted to make.

"Don't eat that," Namjoon said pulling the pink bulb from Baek's lips. He whined and went to grab another cookie.

"I'm going Christmas shopping tomorrow because I procrastinate," Jungkook said "So I won't be here tomorrow," he said kissing his cheek in the little home. It wasn't as nice as his, but it was what he considered home now.

"We should move in together," Jungkook said.

"Maybe in the future," Namjoon smiled lacing their fingers together. The two pups played with a tatted up teddy bear.

"What do you want for a gift?" Jungkook asked.

"Just you," he said cuddling against him.

"Okay," Jungkook smiled kissing the top of his head.

The next morning Jungkook had left kissing each one of their heads with promises of bringing home food.

Namjoon was on a mission, he knew materialistic things Jungkook wouldn't need. He pulled out a poster board from their tiny craft closet.

Sprawled out on the floor he wrote a note and drew some Christmas themed decorations. Next, he had the pups write a note to their new daddy and decorate the rest of the card.

He made a resolution. He was going to tell Jungkook before the new year. He didn't want to lose him.

Jungkook called later that day "babe, my friends and I are throwing a party this New Years. Want to come?"

"Pups," he said.

"I'll get a pupsitter,"

"...I guess," Namjoon replied not knowing that that party would be one of the worst nights ever.

"Okay. I love you," Jungkook happily said.

"Love you too," Namjoon replied making lunch.

"Oh, what do you want me to bring home for dinner?"

"Chicken," Namjoon responded cutting the horrible crusts off the sandwiches.

"Fried?"

"Yes," Namjoon said "only if you want chicken that is,"

"I want that. Oh, Nams do you think the pups would want new stuffed animals?"

"Uh, that's what I got them this year," Namjoon said "but that's the only thing I got them,"

"Okay. Hmmm what about ugh shopping is so hard," he complained while Namjoon made his babies sit down and eat.

He took a bite while Jungkook complained "maybe...you know what I'm just gonna pick something and hope it works out,"

After they ended the call he cleaned the house sighing at how many Christmas tree needles were on the ground.

"Daddy wook!" Jin said dragging Baek into the room.

Namjoon shrieked for two reasons.

"Jin what happened to your hair?!" Namjoon said dropping to his knees touching the haphazardly cut locks.

"Baek your face!" Joon said touching his cheeks were purple permanent marker stained his skin. Jin held the marker.

"Makeover. You wike?" Jin asked.

Namjoon cried because they just looked so horrible right now. He called Jungkook "ca-can you br-ing something to wash o-off permanent marker?"

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yuh yeah, Baek has marker on his face and Jin cut off all his hair,"

"Yeah, I'll be home later tonight," Jungkook said. They exchanged 'I love you's' and ended the call.

The next thing the pups knew they were strapped into old high chairs he never used and Namjoon has scissors.

"Did Baek cut your hair?"

"Bofh," Jin said.

"If one of you looks stupid so does the other," he spoke harshly. He began clipping away at Jin's hair to a shorter version of its self with a weird patch sticking up at the top of his head that wouldn't lay down.

"No!" Baekhyun screamed when Namjoon went to his hair with the scissors. He threw his hands over his precious hair. 

"Look what you did to your brother. Do you want people to make fun of him for being the only one with that haircut?" Joonie asked hands on his hips. Jin kept touching his short hair.

"yes!" Baek cried holding his hair. 

"What if people hurt Seokjin's feelings? Do you want to hurt his feelings?" Namjoon asked trying to guilt him into letting him cut his hair.

"sowwy, I sowwy," Baek said taking his hands off his head and letting Joon cut his pretty locks away. He stepped back looking at them satisfied that they both looked like dorks together.

"Baby, I'm home," Jungkook called stepping into the house and heading to the kitchen to see what Namjoon had done to their hair. 

He gasped and set the takeout bags on the counter and touched their hair. "Well good thing I found stuff that is supposed to get marker off skin," he said.

Namjoon nodded playing with the short strands sticking up from Baek's head. 

They left them in the chairs and took seats at the table eating. "I was so hungry," Jungkook chuckled "I almost ate mine before I could get back," 

Namjoon shook his head and held his hand softly. "No matter what happens I love you," Namjoon said kissing his cheek. Now was not the time, but he wanted reassurance.

"I love you, Nams. Is everything alright?" Jungkook questions running his slightly greasy fingers through Namjoon's hair, but it was alright because if he was lucky he could shower with him in a sweet way. 

"I love you," Namjoon replied instead of answered leaning into the touch of being pet and scratched.