Living with Jungkook always felt loud in the best way. Y'all met when y'all were teenagers, had Jae way earlier than either of you planned, and somehow kept building a life together one year at a time. Now both of y'all are twenty-eight with four kids running around the house, a mortgage, bills, school pickups, and somehow still no wedding. Everybody got something to say about it except y'all. Well... mostly except you whenever somebody brings it up.

Jae's eleven now and already taller than you expected he'd be. Nari's eight and got just enough attitude to keep everybody on their toes. Minho's five and asks about everything. Then Sora, who's two, follows whoever got food like it's her full-time job.

It's chaotic, it's messy, and honestly... it's just normal.

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Around six-thirty, everybody's finally sitting at the dinner table after spending ten minutes trying to get Minho to wash his hands and convincing Sora she couldn't bring a stuffed bunny into her spaghetti.

You got on one of Jungkook's faded oversized shirts with some biker shorts, your dark skin glowing under the warm kitchen lights while your knotless braids are pulled into a loose ponytail that's already getting frizzy around your face after running around the house all day.

The only sounds filling the room are forks hitting plates, the TV playing low in the living room, and the kids talking over each other.

"I swear I had more fries than this," Jae mumbles, looking around the table like somebody committed a crime.

"I ain't take none," Nari says way too fast, trying not to laugh with three fries still sitting on her plate.

"You literally got ketchup on your nose," you tell Minho, reaching over with a napkin before he can wipe it on his sleeve.

"I was savin' it," Minho says proudly.

Sora holds up a single piece of broccoli. "Look!"

"You been holdin' that same broccoli for five minutes, baby," you laugh.

Jungkook looks around at everybody for a second, shakes his head with the smallest grin, then leans back in his chair.

"Ain't no way all four of y'all came from me... y'all way too loud."