The Jeons
~8k words~
Jungkook has been keeping a secret close to his heart for years. It’s about time he told the world
2027
“Guys?”
Jeon Jungkook nervously typed out a text to the other six members of his group. They’d been together for so long that he considered them family. Mostly, anyway.
When he was sure he had their attention, he took a deep breath and prepared to share his most closely kept secret…
“In light of a couple of you getting engaged and the company deciding to go public with the information, there is something that I need to tell you.”
“Oh! Are you finally seeing someone, Jungkookie?” Taehyung asked with a big smiley face emoji. He always thought it was a waste that Jungkook never dated, even on the downlow like the rest of them, and was not shy about being excited about the idea.
Jungkook huffed out a little laugh to himself. If they only knew.
“No. Can we meet up at the dorm in about an hour? I’ll bring food. And beer.”
Of course none of them actually lived there anymore, but they held onto it for those times when they had a schedule in the area and needed somewhere to stay, or for the extra closet space.
Seokjin answered with a shocked face emoji, “You are buying food and beer? This must be serious!”
“Just be there.” He answered with an eye roll emoji.
Jungkook called in an order for fried chicken and crossed his fingers. This could really go either way.
Hoseok and Yoongi were already at the dorm when he arrived, and wasted no time diving into the meal. The others were close behind, and the seven of them ended up sitting around the picnic style table like they used to. It felt like old times.
Namjoon wiped his hands and picked up his beer,
“Alright, you got us here. What’s going on?”
Yoongi looked suspicious, “You look pretty stressed. Just get it off your chest.”
Jungkook took a healthy swig from his bottle before he began,
“I don’t know if any of you recall, but seven years ago, at the beginning of the pandemic, when everything was canceled and we were left with a lot of time on our hands, I started going to the boxing gym more often.”
The others listened diligently, nodding their heads.
“There was a woman that worked there. We started dating on the down low. She understood why I needed to keep it quiet and she’d seen enough of what happened to women that were even suspected of dating an idol, so it was a little bit of a push to get her to be with me.”
He blew out a breath, nervous for what was to come.
“Do you remember when I was able to get out of the country for a couple of weeks without anyone knowing?”
Jimin jumped in, “Wasn’t that when you went to Bora Bora or something like that?”
Jungkook nodded, “Yeah. Well, she actually went with me. It was amazing! We had such a great time.”
He looked down at his beer bottle and began picking at the label,
“Such a great time, in fact, that we got married while we were there.”
The silence was deafening.
Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung sat with their mouths open, in shock at this revelation.
Jungkook took a chance and glanced up to see their reactions.
He huffed out a laugh, “Oh, there’s more. I have kids.”
The silence broke as all six men started asking questions and lamenting his lack of honesty and trust in them.
He stayed quiet and let them rant over each other until they ran out of steam.
2020
Jungkook was back at the gym, working on his right hook. His hits were getting harder and his reaction time was getting faster. He was more than a little thankful his trainer decided to open for special clients during the pandemic. He needed to work off his frustrations.
The tour had been canceled. Their entire schedule had been canceled. The whole thing was a mess and, if he was being honest, he was miserable.
Working out provided the only relief he had.
He wanted to come in every day, but his trainer insisted he rest at least two days a week. He used those days to lock himself in his studio and try to write. Some days it worked. Most days he just watched a lot of YouTube.
On that particular Friday, his trainer changed up the usual schedule and had Jungkook come in for a workout late in the afternoon instead of the morning.
They were taking a water break when the sound of a phone vibrating inside a pile of clothes caught their attention. His trainer just turned and yelled down the hallway,
“YN! Your phone is ringing!”
A toned woman wearing tight workout shorts and a sports bra jogged out from the equipment room and over to the pile of clothes.
“Sorry boss! I thought I turned that off.”
With her mask on Jungkook could only see half of her face, but he still watched as she squatted down to pull her phone out of the hoodie that lay on top.
Her conversation was quick and her voice was quiet.
It was really only a moment before she ended the call, turned her phone off, and waved at the trainer on her way back to the equipment room.
The trainer chuckled as he called Jungkook’s name to get his attention.
“Sorry about that. She works here, and since this shit started she disinfects all of the equipment after each client. I’m not planning on sending you back there today, so she’s doing the end of day super scrub down.”
Jungkook nodded mutely. He really enjoyed looking at her. He wanted to look at her more.
His trainer bopped him on the head to get his attention, and they were back at it, though not as diligently as he was before she appeared.
Once they were finished, Jungkook sat against the wall, drinking water and catching his breath. He suspected his trainer knew he was distracted and was making him pay for it by ramping up the workout.
They shook hands and the trainer went back to the office, leaving Jungkook to cool off on his own.
While he sat there, the woman came out again. This time she walked over to her pile to put on the hoodie and track pants. She stood still for a moment while her phone booted back up, and Jungkook made a split second decision to introduce himself.
He popped up and hurried over to her before he could change his mind.
“Hello,” He said cheerfully as he reached the required six foot social distance from her.
Her head jerked his way in surprise,
“Oh! Hello. Sorry, I didn’t realize anyone was still in here.”
Not yet wearing his mask, he smiled his best “Jeon Jungkook” smile. It usually garnered a lot of praise from his fans, so he hoped it would work with her as well.
Her eyes told him that she was smiling, too, and he relaxed the slightest bit.
“I’m Jungkook. What’s your name?”
“YN. Nice to meet you.” She waved with an awkward giggle. “It’s so weird not to shake hands and do all of the polite things we’ve been raised to do when meeting people for the first time!”
He chuckled. Jungkook met his fair share of awkward people in his business. It seemed most people he met didn’t quite know how to act around him, but this time he actually found it to be endearing. Cute, even.
He noticed her sliding on her backpack and cocked his head to the side,
“Done for the day?”
“Yep,” she said in a light hearted tone, “Now to try and avoid the people as best I can on my way home.”
“Want a ride? I’m on my way out, too. It wouldn’t be a bother.”
YN looked suspiciously at him as she decided how to answer.
His trainer’s voice boomed from the hallway entry, “It’s ok, YN. He’s a good one.”
The man gave Jungkook a meaningful look, “But if he disrespects you in any way I’ll beat his ass.”
He laughed, but got the message loud and clear. Plus, his trainer’s blessing softened YN’s eyes and she agreed to let him drive her home.
Jungkook was a perfect gentleman. He opened every door he came to for her, and would have thrown his jacket down on a puddle for her to walk on if it’d been raining.
Their conversation on the way to her place was comfortable. They chatted easily, jumping from one topic to the next with plenty of laughter. Both of them seemed unwilling to stop talking when he pulled up in front of her building.
“What are you doing this evening?” Jungkook asked, again deciding to jump before overthinking too much, “I’m having fun, and you seem to be, too. Maybe we can make some food and watch a movie or something?”
YN feigned thinking about it for all of two seconds before inviting him in.
They ate food and talked over the movies for the next few hours. It took some time, but eventually they were tired enough to sit back and actually watch what was on, only to fall asleep.
They woke up a few hours later snuggled together like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly. They were both a little shy about it, but neither one seemed willing to move and break the spell.
Jungkook glanced at the light coming in the window and asked,
“What are you doing tonight?”
YN smiled shyly, “I have no plans.”
“Want to hang out again?”
“I do.”
Jungkook was thrilled. He really liked this girl, and wanted to spend as much time as possible with her.
In fact, over the next couple of weeks, the two spent most nights at her place talking, cooking, playing games, and watching movies. And Jungkook kept his word to respect her, though at times it was a fight to keep his hands to himself.
After his workout one Friday afternoon Jungkook decided to go out on a limb again,
“Want to go to my house this time? We haven’t spent time there yet.”
YN smiled, “Sure, that sounds great!”
“We should probably stop by your place first, though,” Jungkook said in a thoughtful manner.
She was confused, “Why?”
“To pick up some of your things. There’s supposed to be a big storm this weekend, and I was thinking that you should probably just stay until Monday.”
He was trying really hard to keep a straight face, but that adorable bunny smile of his that he had when he was trying to get away with something crept out by the end of his sentence, and she melted.
YN knew she was a sucker for this man, and laughingly went along with his plan.
That night they made kimchi stew together and watched some movies before, again, passing out on the couch.
YN woke up with her head nuzzled under Jungkook’s chin and her cheek on his chest. She had one arm slung across the rest of his body, and one leg nestled between his. She lifted her head to look at her positioning and frowned. She was mostly laying on top of the poor man. She hoped he could breathe ok. When she tried to move, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back down to where she was.
“Don’t move,” he mumbled, “I like it here.”
YN picked up her head to look at him, half expecting him to be talking in his sleep. But he tilted his head down to look at her. His expression showed softness. Sweetness. Caring. His lips turned up the slightest bit a moment before he leaned up and kissed her.
Their first kiss was far more than just a quick peck. Once their lips met, there was no pulling them apart.
Jungkook rolled them both to the side, eventually stilling when he had YN underneath him and he had his hips cradled between her legs. The rope of tension they’d had between them broke, and they each poured all of their sexual frustation into the kiss.
Jungkook consciously tried to take it slow. He didn’t want to rush her if she wasn’t ready.
YN, on the other hand, was ready to explode. She wanted him to rock harder into her. She wanted him to touch her. She wanted him to claim her.
When his lips left hers to move down to her neck, YN moved her hips and moaned at the contact. Jungkook lightly bit her skin and groaned as he tried to hold back.
Her hands moved from his hair down to his shirt. She pulled at the material, bunching it up in hopes he would get the hint and just take it off.
It took a minute, but he did eventually sit up on his knees to pull off the offending material.
YN’s hands weren’t able to be still. They slid up his stomach and chest, behind his neck to pull him back down for more of his addicting kisses.
This time, Jungkook levered his body over hers, holding himself up on one hand while he slid the other up under her shirt. She immediately shimmied to pull it off and toss it aside.
Jungkook narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips while he playfully picked at the front of her bra.
YN giggled and slid her palms over his pecks, “I like your titties. They’re almost as big as mine.”
He growled and sat back on his knees. He pulled her up to sit and reached for the shoulder strap of her bra, “I think we need to measure appropriately. Take this thing off so we can see.”
He bounced impatiently as she slowly unhooked it. She was entertained by his eagerness, so she intentionally went slow, drawing out the tease while humming some generic stripping song.
Once the straps were off and she held the cups on, Jungkook lost what little patience he had. He reached out, easily plucked the bra away from her body and tossed it over his shoulder without thought.
YN laughed and wiggled out from under him so she could sit on her knees in front of him.
She cleared her throat and tried to sound official when she said,
“Ok, now lets see here.” as she reached one hand out to hold one of his pecks, and used the other hand to hold one of her own breasts to gauge who’s were bigger.
“No, no, You need to have bigger hands to do that correctly,” he said as he copied her. They were each moving their hands around, pretending to measure properly, giggling and having fun with their foreplay.
Jungkook’s expression got exaggeratingly thoughtful, “You know, I think the best way for us to see is if they are side by side.”
He slid his hands to YN’s back and pulled her up against him, laid his lips on hers and said,
“There. Much better,” before kissing her.
Neither one kept their hands still as their lips and tongues played. When her hand stroked the hard length demanding attention over his sweatpants, he stilled.
Jungkook pulled his face back and really looked at the woman in front of him. YN bit her lip and looked up at him with wide, excited eyes.
He knew at that moment that he was definitely going to sleep with her. A lot. He really liked her, and spent a lot of time holding back the things he wanted since they’d only known each other a few weeks. But what was time when you knew what you wanted?
YN smiled when Jungkook stood up and pulled her with him toward the bedroom door that was just off of the living room. She pulled him up short at the doorway, though, and he turned, concerned that she may be feeling uncomfortable in some way.
What he was faced with, though, was a hungry woman that gently pushed him back against the door frame and crouched down in front of him. Before he could process what was happening, she had his pants around his ankles, his cock out and was licking around the head.
“Holy shit!” was all he could say. He watched as she sucked him in and used her right hand to massage and stroke where she couldn’t reach. Her left hand was busy, alternating between scratching down his abs and fondling his balls. There were so many sensations at play that he was on overload.
“YN. Baby, you need to st… oh god…. Stop. Oh god…”
His legs were shaking, and his palms were slapping the walls as he tried to find anything to help him stay upright.
She was moaning, which added vibration to the experience. Jungkook knew he wasn’t going to be able to last long. He knew he should stop her, but he couldn't seem to remember the reason why.
He felt the lightning building in the base of his spine and whined,
“I’m gonna cum. God don’t stop, I’m gonna…”
YN didn’t stop. She wanted it. She wanted to have that payment of a job well done. And when he came, she swallowed down every little drop, eliciting more whines of overstimulation when she gently kitten licked the slit of the softening shaft. She liked the whines. It made her feel powerful.
She looked up at his face from her crouched position and smirked. His palms were flat against the walls around him, and all of the muscles in his torso were flexed, standing out in stark relief with the low glow of the lights in the room. His head rested on the door frame, the cords of his neck tendons were flexed out, and his face was tilted up as he gasped for breath.
She stood and kissed his adam's apple before leaning in to wrap her arms around him. She nuzzled her nose against his neck and felt his racing heart beating against her breasts.
Jungkook slowly pulled himself together enough to wrap his arms around her and lay his cheek against her forehead as he took deep breaths to calm himself.
“Jesus.”
She chuckled at him.
“No, really. Holy shit.”
She kissed his neck and he squeezed her tighter.
They stood like that for a few moments, just enjoying the moment before YN felt Jungkook move. Slowly, with his cheek still on her head and his arms still around her, he turned and pushed her into the bedroom.
When they got to his bed he picked his head up and looked down at her. He didn’t know how he was going to get hard again in such a hurry after being sucked off like that, but for her he’d try everything he could think of.
He cupped her cheeks and kissed her again, pouring everything he didn’t think he should say into the kiss. If he would have been paying attention, he would have known that she was saying the exact same things with her kisses.
His hands slowly slid down her neck… shoulders… arms, while hers slid up to tangle her fingers into his hair.
His fingers slid into the sides of her yoga pants and wasted no time reaching around to her backside. His lips left hers and trekked their way down. He left kisses on her chin, neck, clavicle and sternum. He turned to pay homage to each nipple as he slid her pants and panties down. She gasped his name when he pulled at her nipple with his teeth and whimpered when he slid his middle finger into her slit. He groaned when he felt her wetness, and redoubled his suckling efforts as he brought the wet finger forward to circle her clit a couple of times.
Jungkook wanted more room to work, so he pulled back and looked up to catch her eye before he guided her to sit down on the edge of the bed. His eyes stayed on hers as he pushed her legs open. He couldn’t help himself. Her lips were addicting. He reached up and pulled YN in for another kiss as his other hand slid back up to circle her clit.
She whined into his kiss and pulled his hair as her kisses got wild.
Jungkook abandoned her clit and slid two fingers inside of her wetness. Her hips were trying to rock in time to his fingers' thrusts as their teeth clashed. Her response to his ministrations took away any worries about him being able to get hard again. Between her kisses and moans, and the wet sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, Jungkook was hard as a rock.
When YN pulled her lips away just far enough to be able to breathe out the words,
“Jungkook, I need you.”
He leapt into action. He stood and pulled an unopened box of condoms from his bedside table.
YN watched him open it and pull one out.
“Don’t use them often?”
He smiled at her, “I’ve never been with a woman without one, actually. But, it’s been a long time since I’ve met anyone I wanted to be intimate with.”
Satisfied with his answer, YN took the condom and rolled it on for him before scooting back to the middle of the bed. He followed closely as she laid back and spread her legs to welcome him in.
Jungkook held himself in a plank over her and smiled mischievously. She raised an eyebrow at him,
“What are you doing?”
He giggled and leaned down to kiss her shoulder. YN narrowed her eyes at him. He kissed the other shoulder.
“Jungkook.”
He giggled again and kissed her forehead.
Yn laughed, “Jungkook, what are you doing?”
They were both laughing when he leaned down to kiss her lips. Their laughs mixed with moans as the head of his cock breached her entrance.
Every stroke, every kiss felt right. Every touch felt like it was meant to be. There was passion as they made love, but there was also fun.
They laughed and loved throughout the entire weekend. In fact, the box of condoms was gone by Monday morning.
They spent every night together after that weekend. Even when he worked late, Jungkook would show up at YN’s place so he could fall asleep with her in his arms.
Their relationship got serious pretty quickly. They talked about ways to keep it secret. He was afraid for her safety, and had to think about the others in his band, and she wanted to keep her privacy.
They decided to keep things to themselves for the time being.
There was a dip in infections during the summer, and Jungkook was feeling antsy. The band had pre-recorded a ton of content for ARMY and their self produced album was ahead of schedule, so he talked YN into taking a much needed vacation.
“Just the two of us, YN. I want to be alone with you in paradise.”
They were wrapped around each other in bed talking about nothing and everything when he brought up the idea of getting away for a couple of weeks.
“Jungkook, it’s a pandemic. It would be irresponsible of us to travel like that.”
“Not if we are really careful! We can double mask. And maybe we can find some private place where there aren’t a lot of people. Things are looking up! There are way less cases right now. I think we could do it safely.”
He reached over and grabbed his phone off of the bedside table, intent on looking up vacation ideas. He quickly settled on Bora Bora,
“Look! We can get a place on a private beach well away from anyone else. They can stock it with food and everything,” he was more impressed as he scrolled, “I like this one.”
“Jungkook, that probably costs a fortune. Plus, let's not forget that I do have a job. I can’t go on some vacation and then come back only to be in quarantine for two weeks. That would mean taking a good month off. I can’t do that.”
“I know your boss, though.”
YN sighed, “Would you want an employee that just takes off for a month here and there? No. I like my job. I want to keep it.”
She nuzzled back into his chest and made herself comfortable while he played on his phone. She was almost asleep when he got a text message. He smiled and said,
“See? Your boss says it’s fine if you go away with me.”
YN jerked her head up and she looked at him with irritation, “Jungkook!”
He ignored her ire and showed her the screen, “Too late. I booked it.”
“You can’t just make these kinds of decisions without my input.”
“I know. But once this pandemic really lets up and my schedule gets back to normal we won’t have time to do something like this. I just want to be with you. Spend time with you without the constraints of being an Idol. Just you and me as a couple.”
YN took in his sincerity and melted. They’d had many talks about the stresses and strains he had as part of his career, and she wanted to be able to give him what little relief she could… so she relented. She leaned up and kissed his forehead, nose and lips before snuggling back down with her nose nestled to his neck. They’d only been together for a couple of months by then, but she knew that nothing would stop Jungkook if he was feeling determined enough.
Their time in Bora Bora was magical. Somehow they were able to fly out of Korea without being noticed, which took the stress down immeasurably. As advertised, they had a private villa and beach. Jungkook insisted they pack light,
“In fact, I don’t think you’ll need much in the way of clothes at all,” he said with that huge mischievous smile of his.
They enjoyed their time relaxing and exploring their surroundings as well as each other. Jungkook brought his camera and took pictures of everything he saw, which turned out to be mostly YN.
In fact, his favorite picture was of YN on that vacation.
They spent the day on the beach, and YN wandered down to the water. She walked in just past her knees and stood enjoying a quiet moment the sun, wind and water. She had no clue Jungkook had his camera up and zoomed in. Her hair was wild in the wind and her skin glowed in the near setting sun. She was the most beautiful creature he’d ever had the pleasure to witness, and he still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that she was his.
He set down his camera and followed her into the water. He came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her middle and left a kiss on her temple. They stood watching the clouds in the distance change color for a few minutes before YN turned in his arms and kissed him. As their lips and tongues danced, Jungkook slowly walked them deeper into the water where he pulled her legs up around his waist.
No words were spoken from either of them when he pulled his hard cock out of his swim trunks, moved her bikini bottoms to the side, and slid home. They were passionate and felt like they were the only ones in the world as they made love in the ocean as the sun set.
Afterward, as they rinsed off in the outdoor shower, they each said the words that had been on the tips of their tongues since the first night they spent in each other's arms.
That night as they lay in bed, the couple talked of what they wanted to do the next day. Jungkook held YN tight and said, “You know, since you already agreed to marry me, we can go see about doing that.”
YN sat up straight and looked at him in shock, “I never agreed to marry you.”
“Yeah you did.”
“When?”
“Remember last week when we played that game where I rolled the dice to see how many times I had to make you cum and then I had you shaking and screaming my name eleven times with my mouth between your legs?”
YN flushed bright red and hesitantly said, “Yes.”
“It was then.”
“I don’t remember.”
Jungkook chuckled, feeling self satisfied, “I don’t doubt that. You were pretty out of it.”
YN slapped his chest and laid back down to snuggle with her man.
“Well?” he asked.
“Well, what?”
He grunted and swiftly moved to tickle attack her into submission… which naturally turned into a vigorous make out session. Before things went too far, though, Jungkook pulled back, “I love you, YN. Every single day I thank the gods for bringing you into my life, and I cannot imagine moving through this existence without you in it. I know we haven’t been together all that long, but I want it to go on forever. Will you marry me, YN? Will you spend your life with me? I know it won’t be easy for a while, with my career, but I believe we can make our world magical if we do it together.”
YN had no other thought but, “Yes.”
She knew it wasn’t going to be easy, and that they would have to keep it a secret for a long time, but she couldn’t imagine not being in his arms.
The next day they ventured into town and found the small courthouse where they were able to find someone that would quietly marry them, and spent the rest of their time in Bora Bora basically on their honeymoon.
No rings were exchanged, though Jungkook promised to have a huge celebration once he was able to be open about their relationship. They decided to only tell close family for the time being. He felt uneasy about keeping the information from his company and his team, but it would be less of a burden on them if they didn’t know.
Between the rest of their vacation and their time in quarantine, YN and Jungkook had a lot of down time together. YN had the opportunity to meet Jungkooks parents via video chat before they went on vacation, but still expected their concerned reactions when he told them that he’d gotten married. It was a move they never expected from him.
She met his brother in person a few times, though, and got along well with him. He and his girlfriend came over for dinner several times, and he seemed to like her.
Once quarantine was over and they both went back to work, life evened itself out. YN moved in with her husband, and they started their life of secrecy.
His schedule filled back up, and they only got to see each other late at night. But, they kept in contact all day by texting as often as possible.
Things got a little more complicated when YN found out she was pregnant. It was still happy news, though they would have preferred to wait. Best they could guess, it happened the one time they didn’t use protection… in the ocean.
“Honestly, could we have asked for a more beautiful time to create a child?” He said as he rubbed her belly.
During that time, Jungkook became even more protective of their marital status, and talked the one person outside of their families that knew they were married into changing her work schedule so she never actually saw any clients at the gym.
Jungkook’s trainer readily agreed to the plan, but YN wasn’t very happy about being shoved into paperwork duty. She did it to protect herself and her baby, but it was still annoying.
It was also around that time that Jungkook decided that they needed a dog.
“So I don’t have to worry about you being alone all the time while I’m working. We can get a big one that can protect you and our child.”
When they found the litter of Doberman puppies online, they both fell in love. Jungkook went alone to pick out the new addition to the house, but they both loved the pup, and named him Bam.
YN ended up leaving her job when the virus spiked again, afraid of catching anything with a baby on the way.
Though he continued to zealously guard his secret, Jungkook was able to sneak away when YN went into labor and was there for the birth of his son.
He was overjoyed, and it became difficult for him not to spill the beans. He knew the men he worked with would be incredible uncles, but he also understood that his having a family could also negatively affect them and their careers, as well as his own. So, again, he kept quiet.
With the world trying to find its new normal, Jungkook was away more often. The group started testing out traveling overseas again, and had a few concerts planned.
YN stayed home and took care of Jung-So and Bam. It wasn’t easy being without Jungkook so often, but his brother and his brother’s girlfriend stopped by often to visit and give YN a break.
Jungkook made sure to video chat every day, no matter how tired he was, while he was away, and YN flooded his texting app with pictures and videos so he wouldn’t feel too left out of his son’s milestones .
The band was preparing to head to the States for a few in-person concerts when YN found out that she was pregnant again.
The couple was thoroughly confused as YN had an IUD, so they thought another pregnancy was impossible. They were wrong.
It was tricky to navigate the removal of the device, but she got through it, and the baby grew to full term with no issues.
Jungkook’s schedule had him out of the country when son number two made his entry into the world, but his parents were on hand for the happy event, and his father sent him the video.
His mother insisted on staying for a while to help YN settle in with Jung-So and Jung-Bae.
Jungkook hated being away from his growing family, but knew that it was what he had to do for the time being.
He was gone for several months that time, and was ecstatic to come home.
He spent every available moment with his family. He adored his sons and was more in love with his wife than he ever could have imagined.
When it was announced that there was another long stint out of the country planned, the couple decided to buy a place in Busan so YN could be closer to his parents, and so the children could be raised with more family around.
YN and the boys were in Busan and Jungkook was already abroad when she found out she was pregnant again. This time, she’d been on the pill, and decided that her husband must have super sperm. That was the only explanation she could come up with.
Again, Jungkook wasn’t able to be there for the birth. But, son number three was just as special to him as the first two.
He continued to video chat every day, and tried to make time to call and sing them to sleep at night. He even made videos of himself singing to them for those times he just couldn’t make it work.
It broke his heart to be away from his family, and a part of him was secretly afraid that his sons would either forget about him or just view him as a stranger.
Not to mention his poor wife at home with three babies under the age of four!
They were both incredibly thankful for Jungkook’s family being there to help. His brother had become the most favorite uncle ever, since he would show up at least once a month and rough house with the boys.
Jungkook was home for a break when Jung-Hoon was six months old. This time he was able to stay for a little over a month and truly immerse himself in being a family man.
They had a few outings to secluded areas he knew about, but mostly stayed home in their own yard to play. Bam had become well adjusted to having energetic little boys running around, and even enjoyed the fawning attention he got from them.
He was a big fan of sitting with Jung-So during his TV time, as the boy had developed a habit of rubbing the dog's ear with one hand while sucking on the thumb of the other while he focused on the cartoons. The boys also had a habit of falling asleep while laying on top of the dog, but Bam didn’t seem to mind.
“Are you fucking kidding me.” Was YN’s reaction to the next pregnancy. That time, she had been on another type of birth control that had to be removed from her arm when she found out.
It was beginning to feel like Jungkook got her pregnant every time he came home.
This time, he was in the country, but in Seoul when their first daughter came into the world. Dan-i was an enigma in a house full of boys, and her grandparents rejoiced in the overflow of pink they were able to shower their granddaughter with.
Jung-So and Jung-Bae took on the role of her protectors, and Jung-Hoon had a little bit of a rough time getting over not being the youngest anymore.
When Jungkook was home, YN insisted on condoms.
“They worked before and I am not taking any chances!”
A few weeks later when Bam rested his head on her stomach the way he liked to do when she was pregnant, YN couldn’t even be surprised. Honestly, it didn’t seem like there was anything she could do to keep her husband’s super sperm from finding its goal.
Luckily, by the time Boram was born, Jungkook’s schedule had opened up enough for him to be able to be there for his second daughter’s entrance into the world.
Also around that time, a couple of the other members of Jungkook’s group were getting serious and planning weddings, so the discussion of openly living their lives began in earnest. As these men he considered brothers talked about their plans for dealing with it, he began to feel like the time had come for him to tell the truth.
Jungkook couldn’t believe he’d been married and had five children under the age of seven… and no one knew.
His schedule kept him busy in Seoul, and YN brought the kids up a couple of times to visit in between his treks down to Busan. He thought that maybe, just maybe, if the company opened up to the idea of them being open about being adult men that had relationships and lives, he might be able to move his family back with him. And that idea meant the world to him.
Now that he was in the country and able to see them more often, YN insisted that Jungkook have a vasectomy. And, honestly, he agreed. They adored their children, but five was more than enough.
He had the procedure just after she found out she was pregnant the last time, and had yet to regret it.
By the time the company and members of the group came to an agreement, Jungkook knew it was time to tell them about his life outside of BTS.
The announcement went better than he thought, even with all of the yelling. But they were also eager to meet his wife and the little humans he was blessed with.
He and YN made the plan for her to bring the kids up to Seoul on the train, and he would send someone to pick them up and bring them to the company to meet everyone.
YN had no clue how she did the things she did with that many children in tow. 6 year old Jung-So, 5 year old Jung-Bae, 3 year old Jung-Hoon and 2 year old Dan-i had their own backpacks with their favorite toys packed inside. YN had 4 month old Boram in a wrap on her chest, and a backpack full of necessities like diapers and snacks for a two hour trip.
Jungkook sent her a picture of the man that would be picking them up from the station, and she sent him regular pictures and updates along the way.
The kids were excited to see their dad and the older three spent a good majority of the trip reminding each other of the stories they wanted to tell him.
The girls slept most of the way.
As she hustled her brood off of the train with a baby on her front, back pack on her back, two year old on her right hip, three year old holding her left hand and his two older brothers holding on to him in a chain, YN thanked her past self for sending clothes and essentials to the house in Seoul so she didn’t have to bring a suitcase. She wasn’t sure how she would have managed it.
Jungkook sent a large van outfitted with 3 car seats and 2 booster seats for the trip.
The man in the picture was smiling and happy to help as they loaded up and secured everyone in their seats. The thirty minute drive to Jungkooks company was pleasant.
The van was able to drive down into the underground parking area and park in front of the door, ensuring the family’s safe entrance.
A woman met them just inside the door, and she introduced herself as a security intern that was sent to deliver them upstairs.
With the baby again secured in the wrap and Dan-i on her hip feeling shy, YN wrangled them all into the elevator. She had to stand in front of the wall of floor buttons so they didn’t touch anything, and warned them not to hit each other three times on the way up.
They made a pit stop in the bathroom to make sure everyone was empty and fresh, then
the rowdy crew followed the security intern to a door.
She‘d only opened it a couple of inches when the boys caught sight of their dad and shoved it wide in their attempts to get to him first.
“Dad!”
“Daddy!”
“Me first!”
“Get out of my way!”
“Shut up!”
Jungkook stood from the large U shaped couch and crouched down to catch his rambunctious sons in a hug.
The other men in the room were entertained and surprised.
“Holy crap! How many kids do you have, Jungkook?” Seokjin asked with a laugh.
“Six.” Yn answered as she closed the door.
“Six?” Her husband asked, thoroughly confused.
“Yep. Six.” She pointed to her belly. He laughed and kissed his sons on their heads before going to give the girls in his life their kisses hello.
“How in the hell do you have six kids?” Hoseok asked in shock.
YN chuckled, “Honestly, the only time he isn’t getting me pregnant is when I’m already pregnant.”
Jungkook kissed shy Dan-i on the back of her head when she turned her face into her mother’s neck, and Boram on top of her head in the wrap before giving his wife a welcome kiss that was only barely not inappropriate. They smiled at each other when he backed off, and she said, “I’m getting my tubes tied, or asking them to take everything out after I have this one. Your super sperm issues are ridiculous, and my body can’t seem to handle not having your babies.”
YN pulled Boram out of the wrap and handed her to Jungkook, and then turned to the boys and had them line their backpacks up along the wall so they didn’t end up all over the place.
Jung-So, ever the leader of the gang, lined his brothers up and had them do the official welcome they learned in taekwondo, which impressed everyone.
Taehyung had Boram in his arms in the time it took for Jungkook to walk over to his seat on the couch, and Jimin scooted over to try to engage Dan-i. It didn’t take long for him to pull some smiles and giggles from the shy girl, and eventually she let him pick her up and take her over to the window to point out things they could see from there.
The older two boys sat telling every story ever to Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoseok and Yoongi, while
Jung-Hoon climbed up into Jungkook’s lap and just snuggled while the other two did all the talking.
Yoongi marveled at the controlled chaos, “You’ve created your own idol group.”
Jungkook laughed, “It wasn’t on purpose.”
YN sat back and enjoyed not being touched by anyone for a few minutes. It was rare, so when it happened she fully enjoyed it.
Namjoon came over and introduced himself to her,
“Hello YN. Welcome to the family.”
She chuckled, “Thank you. I know our families will have a great time together. We’re looking forward to it.” She frowned the slightest bit, “Please don’t be too angry at Jungkook for keeping this to himself for so long. He just wanted what was best for all of us.”
Namjoon nodded solemnly, “I know. But I would have gladly shared the burden.”
The boys' stories ran out of steam by then and they’d moved on to getting their cars out of their backpacks to see what they could drive on in that room, so the other men were listening closely to this conversation.
Jungkook sighed, “I didn’t want the burden of keeping a secret that big on your backs. I’m not ashamed of marrying my wife. I love her with everything I am. And my kids,” he chuckled as he swept his arm around to the littles around the room, “were obviously meant to be here and be ours.”
YN laughed along with him. “Honestly! 5 out of 6 of our kids were conceived using some sort of birth control. It’s unreal. But I am looking forward to having my body back to being mine.”
“And mine.” Jungkook under his breath with that mischievous smile she knew and loved so much.
Plans were made to get all of their families together, but when three of the five littles started whining and another nap time was needed, the Jeon family headed home.
Jungkook spent some time the day before getting the second bedroom ready for his kids. His house only had two bedrooms, so he tried to make it as fun as possible for the four older ones to sleep. He hung white Christmas lights all over, and then nailed sheer curtains to hang from the ceiling to create a fun, magical, tent feeling.
Instead of traditional beds, he covered the floor with thick sleeping mats, pillows and blankets.
It was fun, and created a great memory for the family.
As he and YN snuggled into bed for the night with Boram sound asleep in the pack-n-play in the corner of the room, they marveled at where their lives had brought them since they met seven years prior.
It really was love, even that first time he drove her home.
They’d been a team since that day, and they’d continue to build their lives as The Jeon’s, until death do they part.
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