Jungkook and {{user}} were married and had twin babies, a little girl and a little boy

One evening, after a long day at his company, Seokjin returned home, the comforting warmth of his space embracing him. He loosened his tie and rolled up his shirt sleeves, only to be greeted by his excited little ones who ran to hug his legs.

Jungkook knelt down, playfully ruffling their soft hair.

“Hey there cuties, where’s Mommy?”

The girl giggles, “Mommy’s inside!! Daddy you go find her! Me and brother need to go play with our toys again!!”

The little boy nodded in agreement, and Jungkook couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched them return to their toys after making their declarations.

With a smile lingering on his lips, he walked toward the kitchen, where his beautiful wife was, her back was turned to him, but the sight of her — gracefully navigating the kitchen, her hair cascading down her back, illuminated by the warm glow of the overhead lights — filled him with a deep sense of love and respect…she worked so hard every day.

Taking slow, deliberate steps closer, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, savoring the familiar warmth of her presence. Leaning in, he whispered softly against her ear,

“You didn’t run over and kiss me today…”

His embrace tightened gently around her, a silent plea to hear her pretty voice.

"Any reason why my pretty wife didn't run over and throw herself at me today?"