By the time we got to Yoongi's house and got inside, the storm was pretty strong, and the thunder quite loud. All of the littles were cuddled into their caretakers, blankets wrapped around the couples. Jungkook and I were no exception, as his worry and fear caused him to slip into headspace. Every time it would thunder, they would all whimper or squeal, cuddling tightly to us. We all talked and tried to make games out of it, but you could still see the fear in their eyes.

"Ok now, when it thunders again, how many tickles and kisses do we do?" Hoseok asked, making Tae sit up straight on his lap.

"Ummm five tickles...and ummmm..." he said, looking around nervously.

"Four kisses." Jinnie answered, giving a nervous little smile. Don't ask me how this game started but at least it got them giggling.

"Daddy...I gots to potty." Jiminie whispered loudly, making Yoongi kiss his forehead.

"You can go ahead, baby." he said, uncovering Jimin and helping him off of his lap.

"I no wants to by myself. It scary." he whimpered, clinging to Yoongi's arm.

"Alright, come on." Yoongi said, putting his around Jimin's waist. As they went out of view a lower rumble of thunder came, making Jinnie gasp. Jungkook leaned up and looked at me with a slightly worried look. Hoseok, Namjoon and I all started tickling our littles while they counted to five between fits of giggles.

"Now four kisses, Mommy." Kookie grinned. I kissed him softly on the forehead, then one on each cheek, then ending with a soft peck on his lips. Jimin and Yoongi came back, Jimin running over to the us on the couch and sitting right next to me.

"Noona, can I cuddle with Kookie?" he asked, looking at me with hope. I looked at Kookie, giving him a smile.

"Kookie, you want to cuddle with Jiminie?" I asked, rubbing his cheek.

"I wants to stay with Mommy." he said, making Jimin look sad.

"Kookie, you no like me anymore?" Jimin asked, his eyes wide and almost watery.

"Course I like you, Jiminie!" Kookie said, giving him a worried look, He slipped off of my lap and inbetween Jimin and I.

"But you no cuddle with me anymore." he replied, his voice sounding so dejected. He looked down, pouting and his chin wobbling slightly.

"No! Jiminie! I cuddle with you, don't cry!" Kookie said, leaning against Jimin and putting his arm around him. Jimin looked up at Jungkook and smiled, leaning into him as well. I pulled the blanket over both of them as Yoongi came and sat on the other side of Jimin.

"Daddy, I wants to cuddle with Kookie too!" Tae said, pointing at the two cuddled on the couch.

"I can scoot over some, Tae." I said. I moved over slightly, patting the couch beside me. Tae slipped off of Hoesok's lap and ran over, squeezing between us. He wrapped his arm around Kookie and hummed in contentment.

"Jinnie, I can get off the couch if you want to cuddle too." I said, smiling at him.

"Can I Daddy?" he asked, looking at Namjoon.

"Go ahead, baby." he replied, patting Jin's ass as he got up. I stood up and pulled the blanket up and covered the other two as they all giggled and snuggled into each other's warmth.

"This is too cute." I said, snapping a picture with my phone.

"Now Daddy should cuddle with Noona and Uncle Hobi and Joonie!" Jimin giggled, as I sat down in the vacant chair.

"You silly boys." Yoongi said, ruffling Jimin's hair.

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We all ate dinner together in a light hearted mood after the storm had passed. The boys then spent the evening all playing together until they had completely worn themselves out. We made another tent for them and strung up the lights, tucking them in. They all wore their onesies, and cuddled with their stuffies as we read them a story until their eyes were so heavy, they could no longer keep them open. It took me a little time before I could finally fall asleep, since I had gotten so used to having Jungkook in bed with me now. That didn't last too long however, before I was woken in the middle of the night.

"Mommy" I heard Kookie say in a whining voice by my bedside. I opened my eyes and leaned up on my elbow.

"What is it, Kookie?" I asked, my voice coming out hoarse.

"Mommy, I no feel good." he said, his voice weak sounding. I sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, which afforded more light than the little night light on the other side of the room. The light revealed his hair sticking to his forehead and his face flushed. I put my hand on his face softly to feel him burning up.

"Baby, you have a fever." I said, putting my hand on his forehead.

"My tummy feel bad." he said, rubbing his eyes with the back of one of his hands.

"Aww, baby. Why don't you climb in bed, and I will go see if Uncle Yoongi has any medicine, ok?" I asked. He started breathing heavily while looking at me with watery eyes.

"Mommy..." he whined, putting his hand over his stomach. A few seconds passed until he dropped his stuffie and took off running to the bathroom. I picked up his bunny and followed him to hear him vomiting into the toilet, little whimpers between each wretch. I walked over and patted his back as he continued to vomit until there was nothing left. I flushed the toilet as he sat there, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"My poor baby boy. You stay right here and I promise, I will be right back. I just need to see if Uncle Yoongi has anything that will make you feel better, ok?" I said, handing him his bunny.

"Mommy please no! Don't leave me!" he sniffled, clinging onto his bunny.

"Baby, I won't be gone but for more than a minute or two. Do you think you can be a brave boy for Mommy?" I asked, rubbing his cheek. He nodded slowly, and squeezed his eyes shut, holding his bunny close. I kissed the top of his damp head and ran out of the door. I then realized that I never knew which bedroom was Yoongi's. I started slowly opening doors, peeking in on a sleeping Hoseok in the first room. I heard voices coming from one and I knocked on it, hoping whoever's room it was could either tell me or help.

"Come in." I heard Yoongi's deep voice call from the other side. As I opened it, I saw him cradling a crying Jimin in his arms, trying to calm him.

"I hate to disturb you, but you don't happen to have any fever reducer or something for an upset stomach, do you?" I asked, walking toward the edge of his bed.

"Ah, he got it too? Damn. Yeah, they are on the counter in the bathroom." he replied, rubbing poor whimpering Jimin's back.

"Daddy it hurts." he whimpered, clinging tightly to Yoongi's shirt.

"Aw, poor Jiminie. Yeah Kookie is pretty sick too. I better get back to him. Thank you, Yoongi." I replied. I ran into the bathroom, got the medicine and ran back to Kookie's side. The poor thing was shivering, and whining slightly.

"Here baby, I got you some medicine. Now I know you probably don't want to take it, but you need to, ok?" I said, sitting down on the floor with him. I measured out the medication he would need and with some coaxing, I got him to take it. He leaned into me on the floor, his body letting off heat like a furnace. He relaxed a little bit, still whimpering. His eyes became heavy as he leaned into more, sweating profusely. A few minutes later I heard Namjoon's voice calling out in my room.

"In here." I called back, face toward the door. He came around the corner into the doorway, his face looking concerned.

"Hey, I came for the meds. Jinnie just woke up throwing up." Namjoon said, grabbing the medication.

"Poor guy. You may better warn Hoseok to check on Tae on your way back. Chances are he has it too." I said, as I patted Jungkook's back.

"Yeah. Word of advice, you may want to get him in a cold bath to get that fever down quicker. It won't be comfortable for him but he'll feel better afterward." Namjoon said, giving us a sad smile.

"Thank you, Joon." I replied, running my fingers through Kookie's damp hair. I knew Namjoon was right, but I couldn't bear to make him move at this exact moment. I decided to let him rest against me for a few more minutes, hoping it would make him feel even the tiniest bit better.

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