Author's Note:  If you are a sappy crier like me that you might want to have a box of tissues on hand.

---Please read the following it is exceptionally important!!!---

During this chapter Daisy says a word that I don't like to use. I only use this word because it is literally directly quoted from the decade it happened in. So it is meant as a historical reference, and nothing more. Please understand that. I don't intend it as any kind of racial slur!! After the paragraph where Tae responds to her Daisy states how she feels about people. Although they are Daisy's words they also properly represent and express how I feel about people in general. So, please focus on that statement and rejoice in how much our world has changed since the decade people said things like that freely without remorse.

I wake up to the soft whisper of my name on one of my loved ones lips. It takes me a few minutes to blink myself awake, but once I do, I become immediately aware that this Saturday is not going to be comparable to any of the previous ones that I would consider a 'normal' one for the eight of us. It's barely eight in the morning and all seven of my soulmates are standing around my bed in a half circle. Jin hovers in front of the door holding a tray, and when he draws closer and sets it down in front of me I am surprised to see the same apple butterscotch pancakes that I have recently grown quite addicted to along with a side of three strips of crispy bacon.

"What is this all about?" I don't look up because honestly I don't want to direct the question at anyone specific. I kind of hope whoever planned this occasion out will simply speak up on their own.

"What, Petal? We can't treat our soulmate to breakfast in bed once in a while?" There's a strange hitch in Hobi's voice, which definitely alerts me that he isn't being completely honest.

They have to be up to something. "I thought we all agreed that Saturday would be the day we all slept in." Accurate, but I still don't usually manage to sleep past 8:30 at the latest myself. I can still technically consider sleeping until that time though 'sleeping in' for me. My soulmates usually don't get up until at least 9:30, at the earliest, on Saturdays. The 95s sometimes don't even roll out of bed until 11 am or noon.

"Well, today we decided to wake up and make you breakfast for a change." Namjoon mutters, but I can somewhat tell that even he is struggling to make a convincing case for their actions. I know when he made his speech at the UN he was exceptionally nervous, and while it wasn't discernibly visible, his hands shook while he held the papers firmly within them. I'm not sure how I know since he is not showing any sign of stress or tension, but if I were to hazard a guess I would think that he is just as nervous now as he was when he gave that speech.

My hands are still hovering over the silverware as I try to decipher what they all are up to. Yoongi interjects my thoughts. "Honey, you really should eat before your food gets cold."

True, I definitely don't want the pancakes to go to waste.

"Why don't we go and let her eat in peace?" Jin offers as a suggestion.

I watch as every member of the maknae line seems to pout in their eldest hyung's direction. All three of them offer their own version of wanting to sit in the bed beside me and keep me company while I eat.

Namjoon gives the three of them a look. I can't read his expression, but logically I know it has to do with whatever secretive business they are all up to this morning.

They all huff out the word 'fine', but Jimin lingers and gives me a triumphant smile before placing a new folded letter on my bedside table. He slyly leans over and kisses me on the cheek before they all slip out the door.

Namjoon is the last out the door, and he hovers in a frozen moment obviously trying to figure out what exactly he wants to say. "Why don't you text the group chat when you are finished with your tray? One of us will take care of it for you."

I don't even have a chance to respond before he turns and heads back out the door. Obviously I know they are all up to something, but I don't know if I will figure out what on my own before they take the opportunity to lay out all their cards on the table. The only clue I really might have is the paper that Jimin left behind for me.

At this point I keep debating with myself on what to do first as my eyes can't help but to continuously shift back and forth between the tray in front of me and the letter sitting on my bedside table. The only thing that keeps me from grabbing the letter first is the idea of spoiling whatever sweet (or dangerous) words are written on the crisp white sheet of paper with either the stickiness of butterscotch or syrup.

I'm unsure if I am feeling uneasy about whatever they are up to, or if I am simply not that hungry. I manage to eat all of the bacon, but I only manage to eat about half the pancakes. I text the group chat like Namjoon suggested and try my hardest to patiently wait until someone arrives to take away the tray before I jump on that letter.

There is a brief knock before the door opens and Yoongi comes in. He glances at my plate and frowns. "Honey, I'm surprised you didn't finish your pancakes."

I chuckle in an effort to relieve the tension. "I guess I just wasn't that hungry. It was delicious though."

He gives me his sweet gummy smile. "I'll make sure to let the others know that."

"Wait, everyone helped make the pancakes?" That's a lot of chaos in the kitchen.

Yoongi nods. "We did a breakfast assembly line of sorts."

He leans down and pecks a soft kiss on my lips. He glances at the folded paper that Jimin left behind. "I'll just remove this so you can get to your letter." Yoongi says goodbye to me and as soon as the door shuts behind him I dive for the note in hopes that there might be some kind of answer there to whatever all this surprising mystery going on today is.

Daisy, my dearest love, my heart,

Right about now I imagine you are probably quite confused. The fact that not only we woke up before you, but that we also made you breakfast in bed. I'm sure you are wondering what it is exactly we are up to.

I wrote this letter, not to give you answers exactly, but to at least attempt to set your mind at ease. The most uncomplicated explanation I can give without diving too much into it is that we simply wanted to celebrate you today. Does that mean there are more surprises along the way? Of course there are. Again though, I'm not about to spoil any of those surprises that we might have in store for you.

Now that you are officially awake, why don't you indulge in a dip in your jacuzzi tub? Tae, Jk, and I bought you some new bath bombs in some of the scents that we know you prefer. Okay admittedly there are some scents in the basket that we happen to prefer also.

Once you are done with your bath why don't we start with a mini movie marathon. After we get the kitchen clean you will find that all your soulmates will be there waiting for you.

I hope you do end up enjoying all of the surprises we have in store for you today.

Yours Forever,

Jimin

P.S. This time I did consider letting the others sign their name also, but I became a bit possessive of the fact that the love letters are our thing. I'm only telling you now because it seemed fitting for you to know that I did debate about it briefly within myself before making any kind of judgment call regarding the idea of it.

Once I get downstairs I immediately realize that the selection of movies I have to decide from has grown since the last time we were in this room together. They all insist that it is my turn to select what to watch. When I see 'Dream for an Insomniac' I turn in Tae's direction. He is smiling his wide smile at me so I know that he was the one to remember when I mentioned this movie before. I had first talked about it because of the fact that it has a lot of Frank Sinatra references in it, and while it was released in 1996 it still somehow managed to have an old movie vibe to it. I can't help but select that one to watch first since I haven't seen it in so long.

Several of them try to ask within the first few minutes if the whole movie is in black and white as it starts. I simply tell them to hush and keep watching. I love how surprised they are when she meets her love interest for the first time.

I don't want to spend all day down here so once that one is finished I recommend we only watch two total. It should be about time to eat lunch after this one is over after all. That prompts Namjoon to double check his phone for a second and nod. "Yeah, that sounds good. So, what movie are we watching next then? Once again it's your choice."

This time I decided to go for something a bit more upbeat. We have already watched 'Mamma Mia' which definitely is one of my favorite musicals, but I honestly appreciate a lot of different musicals. The one I have in mind is just as much fun. It's also based on a real historical event. I pop in 'Hairspray' and immediately can't help but sing along.

Namjoon asks me about the storyline when I confirm that it is relating to a historical event that truly did happen in Baltimore, Maryland. "It's based off of a real television show that got cancelled due to the fact that the station wouldn't integrate it. Several Caucasian students took a stand and crashed the event known as 'Negro Day' in an attempt to jumpstart integration." I try not to cringe after I utter the word since I am only quoting it as a reference. "Unfortunately in this case fiction does not reflect what happened in reality. In reality the show was cancelled after that event."

"Sometimes it's hard to reflect on the things that happened in the past." Taehyung mutters.

I nod. "I've always viewed people as people. It doesn't matter their race, religion, or even their sexual orientation. I base how I feel about people on their personality."

Just then the doorbell-like sound surprises me. Hobi chuckles at me. "Wow, Petal, you practically jumped right out of your seat."

"Don't worry, love. That's just lunch being delivered." Jimin confides in me.

Okay, so first I get breakfast in bed. Now, they are ordering delivery for lunch. What are their plans for supper I wonder?"

After we fill ourselves with varying flavors of Korean Fried Chicken and side dishes there are numerous discussions of what we should do next. The way the day was panning out I thought maybe they had everything planned to some kind of schedule, but apparently they left some leeway, at least in this particular time slot, to make the decision as a whole group. I suggest we bowl again since only Jk and I have had the opportunity to use our new bowling balls.

The three games we play end up being more about fun than about competitiveness this time around. There is a lot more clowning around, and honestly I kind of prefer it this way. "We should suggest this as one of our coming up activities for a Run BTS episode. I think it's been long enough since the last time we bowled on it." Joon mentions.

"Also this time we would have even teams with Daisy playing too." Tae points out.

I'm not surprised it is even questioned if I will be on future episodes or not. I mean we did discuss it in the past. However it is nice to hear how automatic it is to include me like that. I do reiterate though that I don't want to be in the episodes all the time, and they all understand that I am not saying I don't want to spend time with them. They understand that I am simply pointing out that I am not the reason for Army to be watching; they are.

Somehow the bowling games end up completely wiping me out. My back muscles are exceptionally sore, and I immediately want to just soak in the hot tub. Hobi is on the suggestion before I even utter it. I almost expect him to tell me there is a new swimsuit waiting for me in the bath house. That surprisingly doesn't happen. Instead I find myself randomly selecting one of my bikinis.

I'm unruffled by the fact that I find all of my soulmates have already changed and are outside waiting for me. We have our traditional sunblock application line. Jimin ends up winning a turn for me to put sunblock on him, and I feel like I struck gold when Jk wins the opportunity to put sunblock on me. All my soulmates are decent at giving massages but my body seems to literally liquify when my bunny applies soothing pressure to my muscles. I honestly get so lost in the sensation that I squeak when he lifts me in a princess carry without warning. For one brief second I think I am getting tossed in the pool, but when he heads to the hot tub instead I know that's not the case.

I expect him to sit down on the submerged bench with me in his lap, so color me surprised when he places me in Jin's lap instead. My eldest soulmate was also surprised by the maknae's actions judging by the unexpected body jolt once I was there. He immediately changes focus though and wraps his arms lovingly around me.

I'm seated in his lap sideways, mostly on his right thigh so I am surprised by the second set of hands that brush aside my hair, and the pair of lips that press a soft kiss to the nape of my neck. I smile softly at Jin for just a moment before turning to give the same loving expression to the doting soulmate behind me. "Are you having a good day, Baby?" Joon asks. His expression is somewhat sly with practically a permanent appearance of his sweet dimples.

"Every Saturday is a good day." It's true, while I love and adore our one on one days. Saturdays, when we are all home together, are my favorite days. They may be filled with us just lazing about or playing games, but no matter what we do I am always filled with happiness and love.

The relaxation in the hot tub only lasts so long before the pool residents are demanding my presence there. That's when they decide to play our version of Marco Polo where I am always it, and once I catch one of my soulmates we are given some time to just be together for a few moments before the next round is started.

I don't know how long we are in the pool, but I know judging by my jellified limbs it was probably longer than we should have been. We each disperse to get cleaned up, and once I come back downstairs we all decide to watch at least one more movie before it's time to start supper.

I'm not allowed to do anything to help. In fact, I am basically ushered out of the kitchen entirely. "I have an idea, Petal. Why don't you go take a long shower, and get ready as if you were going on a date somewhere semi fancy with all of us?"

"So, you are suggesting that I wear a dress?" I arch an eyebrow. Now, I know for certain that they are up to something. Not that I didn't have an inkling the moment they brought me breakfast in bed, but asking for me to dress up. Yeah, that definitely cinches it.

"I mean. I wouldn't be opposed to you wearing a dress. In fact, I think my sister said that she had made you something that she put in a garment bag and hid in the back of your closet, hoping you wouldn't see it. I think she said that she also put a note on it, just in case you did see it, asking that you not open it until I bring it up to you."

I sigh out my exasperation. I hadn't been digging through my closet recently at all. I've mostly been living through the clothing in my dresser. So, I honestly haven't seen what he is referring to. "Well, if you want me to get dressed up than I guess I better start getting ready. Don't expect my hair in some elaborate arrangement though. I don't have time for that now."

He pulls me into the shelter of his arms. "Don't you know by now, Petal? I'll take you anyway I can have you." The dangerous seductive glint reflects in his eyes, and I have to pull away before we are both tempted to start something that we can't finish right now.

Before I ever get in the shower I pull out the mystery garment bag to inspect what I am working with. Inside I find a black lace applique cocktail dress with a flared skirt. Jiwoo knows me well enough to have made sure the bottom is no shorter than a couple of inches above my knee. We aren't going out but I can't help but want to complete the ensemble. I scramble to find the note that Jiwoo left behind on the garment bag.

My dearest sister,

Hoseokie wanted me to make a special dress for you, and of course I couldn't resist. You have sort of become my muse, and I couldn't help but go full out either. Should you find this garment bag, please don't open it until Hoseokie brings it up to you. Also, you will find a shoe box tucked under your bed to go along with it. Your staff was alerted to its placement, because I was worried they might find it and relocate it. You'll find a note addressing you once again on it. I want you to at least read the last paragraph of that one also.

Love,

Jiwoo

I quickly scramble to my knees and pull out the shoe box she had mentioned. Sure enough another letter is taped to the lid of the box.

The first paragraph basically says the same thing as the previous note, only in reverse, bringing up finding the garment bag instead of the shoes. I scan my eyes to the next paragraph.

Inside you will find a set of shoes and a pair of earrings a very good friend of mine designed. I know you aren't supposed to necessarily be leaving the house tonight, but I couldn't resist completing the ensemble. I do apologize in advance that the shoes are heels. I couldn't find any flats that I felt went perfectly with the dress.

I can't help but frown to find that indeed the shoes are heels, but I also can't blame her for choosing them either. They are simply gorgeous with the open toes and sheer lace pattern. I'm also exceptionally thankful for the ankle strap. I know it won't offer much support, but it will at least offer a little.

I can't help but squeal in delight when I open the velvet box containing the earrings. Inside I find a pair of chain drop earrings with three small prismatic bicone shaped crystal beads drooping from the chain in the front, and one large one drooping from the chain in the back. I'm going to have to meet this designer friend of hers when I get the opportunity. See if he has anything else in stock that I might appreciate just as much.

It takes me longer to take a shower than I would like, but that isn't surprising due to my hair. I leave it up in a towel while I quickly do my makeup. Despite the fact that the outfit calls for something more dramatic than I am used to I decide instead to keep it simple with just a base of foundation and powder, mascara, and clear lip gloss. Once I do pull the towel from my hair I brush it out and wind it up in a high bun. I leave several tendrils out because they are probably going to escape as my hair dries anyway.

After putting on my earrings and shoes I grab my phone and text the group chat.

Me: I'm ready. Is it safe to come down now?

I frown when I don't get a response, but that frown washes away when I hear hurried footsteps coming down the hallway. The door opens with no hesitation, and I find a handsomely dressed Tae in my doorway. I trail my eyes over the black blazer and khaki colored brown turtleneck he is wearing. I've grown to appreciate the images of him in turtlenecks, and seeing him in one right now charms me to the core. I am unsurprised by the way his eyes widen as he takes in my appearance.

"Damn, Angel, you look gorgeous!"

I smile appreciatively at him. "You look pretty handsome yourself, Taeger." He comes over beside me and rather than reach out in some wild attempt to mess up my makeup and hair he offers me his arm like a gentleman. I can't help but be dazzled by the gesture before I weave my arm through the crook of his elbow.

Once we get to the top of the stairs I look down at the landing and spy the other half of the 95 duo lounging against the banister. His jaw drops when he sees me, and he stands up straight as if the relaxed position didn't give him the proper view. I'm thankful that he changed position though because it definitely kept me from being hindered to see his own ensemble in its entirety. He is dressed from head to toe in white, and the pure color of the fabric against his pale skin shocks me for a moment. Tae may call me 'Angel,' but at this moment it's Jimin that looks angelic to me. He'd probably look even more so if his hair were currently blonde, but he hasn't dyed it since our date. It's still naturally black, and I know he plans on keeping it that way until after our trip is over. He might dye it specifically for the special stage he has scheduled.

Once I make it to the landing I open my mouth to compliment Jimin on how dazzling he looks, but my words are taken from me before I can even utter them when my excited bunny runs over our way. My eyes take a turn to peruse over his outfit before I can even focus on what they might be saying.

His suit jacket is made of some silky material and is a beautiful plum color that somehow seems to perfectly suit his fair complexion. He paired his jacket with a white silk top with a barely noticeable floral jacquard pattern. It's obvious he left his hair wet after showering due to the somewhat messiness of the strands, but I can't help but want to thread my fingers through the longish locks.

The 94s must have grown impatient waiting for us because both come from their hidden location and head our way. I'm glad I haven't had a chance to utter a single word, because I just may be speechless as the two approach us.

I don't know that I will ever find a color that doesn't look good on Hobi. Sincerely he can wear a color that I would normally completely despise and not only make it look good, but also make me reconsider my previous thoughts regarding the color. Tonight his color choice is understated as he is wearing a black, double breasted suit jacket opened over a collarless black button up top that he has dangerously unbuttoned a couple of buttons revealing his honey toned skin underneath. He added a white button up top untucked and unbuttoned to give the jacket more depth and make it seem two toned. His pants are also a simple black, and cinch perfectly at his waist. I definitely don't have anything to complain about regarding his outfit. Especially the gap due to the buttons he has unfastened.

Joon is also dressed from head to toe in black, and his outfit is probably just as equally as sinful. His hair is artistically disheveled and honestly reminds me of those moments after we have loved each other so vigorously that we had thoroughly messed up my sheets. My core tightens just as I come to that realization. I have a hard time regaining my focus though when I notice that his fastened black blazer is veiling what appears to be a completely sheer and see through black dressy tee under it.

The four of them that met me at the landing greet me with a flourish of somewhat outlandish compliments. I know that I respond back in kind, but my heart is so aflutter that I wouldn't be able to recall my exact wording. The group huddles around me and leads me to the kitchen where I find Jin cleaning up the counters.

I'm unsurprised to find him wearing a tie, but I am also equally unsurprised to find him in somewhat nontraditional dress clothes. His button up shirt is quarter sleeve length and traditional white. His tie is a bit shorter than traditionally worn coming to rest at probably about where his belly button is. The embroidery on the tie is very pretty, and honestly if I weren't so busty I would probably steal it to wear with a button up shirt myself and suspenders. It's his pants that really make the whole outfit unconventional. They are made of a pink geometric print, and while I wouldn't consider many people able to pull them off of course Mister Worldwide Handsome is able to.

His eyes bulge out of his head as he takes me in from head to toe, mirroring my own personal perusal. "Tonight Princess, you remind me of Odile, the black swan in Swan Lake. I know however, that there is no malicious bone in your body. You are definitely more of an Odette than Odile."

I don't know the story of Swan Lake well, or really at all, but I am able to understand through context that Odette must be the white swan in the story. I can easily deduce that Odile must have done something intentionally to Odette or misled her through some kind of trickery. I smile at his appraisal and without realizing it step closer to his frame. I fiddle with the bottom of his tie subconsciously and mutter something about liking it. Then taking a moment to adjust my statement so he knows I actually like his whole outfit.

"Okay, everything is set up now." Yoongi comes in from outside. He is probably dressed the most casually out of all my soulmates, and yet it is obvious that he is also dressed up too.

His top is navy blue and the chest portion and small collar also have vertical white stripes going down them. He paired it with simple black tailored slacks. I know he does dress up for the events that require it of him, but I don't see him dressed up often at all. So, I greatly appreciate his obvious effort tonight.

My soulmates lead me outside to where I find one of the long outdoor tables set up not only with mounds of food, but also equally distributed floral centerpieces and candles. I am trying my hardest to not simply ask what this is all about, but it is becoming progressively harder by the minute. I refocus my attention on the table and frown when I see the serving dishes are all covered.

I'm led over to the head of the table closest to me. Without a word Jin takes the side closest to me on the left and Jk takes the one closest to my right. I would be amazed that they don't fight over the seating arrangement, but obviously everything about this moment has been orchestrated and set up exactly the way they were wanting it to.

I gasp as the lid of the first tray is lifted. Underneath is crab leg meat, they went as far as discarding the shells before plating the meat. The tray is closest to Jin and I watch as he takes my plate and intentionally grabs the biggest pieces for me.

Yoongi lifts the lid off the next tray. Underneath that one is grilled sirloin steak, and I know immediately that this was his largest task regarding supper. "I'm assuming you want a smaller medium piece, Honey?"

"Yes, please." I answer in kind.

Namjoon lifts the lid off of the third tray. This one is plated with spaghetti aglio e olio. It's the one dish that I know with certainty he knows how to make. So, while it is likely he had some help. I know that a majority of this dish is his.

Jimin lifts the lid off of the final tray. I literally gasp in surprise because underneath is something I never would have thought Jimin himself would have anything to do with. It's a garden salad with a hefty amount of varying vegetables. Once again I know without being told that both the 95s probably had most of their focus on this dish with some additional help from the others.

The meal progresses smoothly. The chatter between us, despite our somewhat elegant ensembles steady and what I can only define as normal. It's only after the dishes are empty that things start to progress differently.

I don't notice Yoongi walking away from the table until he is already coming back from the area that holds our outdoor entertainment system. Then music starts to play and even in the few notes I can hear my own voice in the background.

I don't notice the cordless microphones until Tae is holding on to his lips.

"It only took a single glance at each other.

For a beacon of light to come bursting through the clouds.

From that first moment and onward I can't think of a life

Where you, my Angel, aren't around."

With the first word uttered tears begin to well in my eyes. I'm not sure where this all is going, but obviously this song is about me. Boy am I glad I wore waterproof mascara.

Jimin smiles at me during the next few instrumental chords, and my own voice in the background. Then he lifts a microphone to his own lips.

"In a single solitary moment. I felt everything wonderful that one person can feel.

You are my dearest Love.

Who holds the biggest piece of my heart.

I can only imagine endless joy between us, even shared when we are apart."

The music picks up rhythm for a few chords and my voice fades from the background.

The rapline each wink at me in turn before lifting up their microphones and chiming out the chorus together in a more melodic tone than I am used to them all performing at once.

"We never stopped.

Our wishes and prayers.

We never gave up hope

That you were somewhere out there."

"All it took was a little more reflection.

A little more time to see more days through.

In the end you are more than we could ask for.

We found our dream it's true.

Because our Forever starts with you."

Now there is no way to keep the tears from spilling over my lashes and start slowly streaming down my cheeks one by one. I don't bother to wipe them away. I want them to see each one. I want them to know, without a shadow of a doubt, how this song is impacting me.

The instrumental backdrop slows down again, and my voice rejoins the melody. I turn as Jk lifts his microphone and smiles his bunny smile at me. I'm unsurprised to find tears in his eyes also.

"I can't say I ever expected to find someone

With possibly the sweetest of hearts.

Even in some of my darkest of moments.

You still are able to touch and flush out the better parts."

There are a few stanzas of simple background music before Jin ever lifts up his own microphone. I turn to him and notice the dew kissing his own eyelashes and his ears are slightly red. But he takes a deep breath before he utters his verse.

"I watched the sands of time slide through my fingers

And I worried I wished on the wrong star.

Yet despite those years that slipped away.

Somehow, Princess, Here you are."

The rhythm picks up again and the rap chorus is repeated before the instrumental takes over and starts to drift away. I glance at each of my soulmates, noticing they are all somewhat teary eyed in some way shape or form. The maknae line are in just as bad of shape as I am, and the hyung line aren't fairing much better themselves.

Jin glances at each of my soulmates, and they all come forward. Hobi takes my hand and pulls me from my seat so I am standing. They each take up a space in front of me and form a semi circle before Jin clears his throat. "Princess, we should have done this ages ago." They all get down on one knee before Jin pulls a velvet box from his pocket. "I hope this isn't too little too late, but we were wondering if you would legally join with us. In the grand scheme of things the ceremony doesn't matter. You already have each of our hearts. We just wanted to know if you would make it official."

He lifts up the lid, and I can't help but gasp at the beautiful ring showcased on a bed of purple silk. It is an elaborate daisy shaped ring settled beside equally elaborate leaves. One large round diamond takes the center while seven petals composed of smaller round diamonds on triangular gold settings surround it.

"Jin-hyung had a very hard time finding the proper ring. He had this one custom made special for you. I realize you are my Petal, but to all of us you are our world." Hobi informs me.

I cast my eyes over all of them. The tears no longer cascading down my face. I smile softly at each one, hoping the emotions I am currently feeling are thoroughly, properly reflected in my eyes. "I've literally dreamed of having a bonding ceremony. That dream has even evolved after I discovered you were all my soulmates as I cast you all up at the altar with me. Of course I would love to have a ceremony. But, what family name will we be taking? Perhaps, we should talk about that?"

Tae is the one to answer me. "We considered Kim, just because there are three of us with that surname. We decided on Keegan instead though."

"Wait. You are choosing to take my name?"

Joon shakes his head. "Not exactly. Career wise we decided to keep our names. However, when it comes to our future children they will all be Keegan."

I nod my head as I accept that. It makes sense for them to keep their names for that reason. It also makes sense to settle on one surname for the children in our future because of the fact that they don't plan on making a big deal about who the birth father is.

Now that we have discussed the important stuff, they each swoop in and give me celebratory cuddles and kisses before Joon sighs and rains on the moment a bit. "I guess now it is time for the bad news."

I arch an eyebrow. "Bad news?"

"The only date we could work with between now and our Bon Voyage trip is next Saturday."

"I have a week to get a dress, and plan everything out?" I arch both my eyebrows at them.

"Jiwoo already plans on working on making you a dress. She said something about getting with her on Sunday to plan appointments out for fittings every day this week." Hobi informs me.

"Well that's somewhat of a relief, but what about my one on one moments with all of you?" I find myself frowning despite the way my heart skips happily in my chest.

Joon sighs again. "That's the other bad news. We will still have our weekends together, but they need us to have full schedules up until we leave on our trip."

"I even have extra practices due to the event I have signed up for after we get back." Jimin frowns. I know this means that with him especially I will have probably very few one on one moments at all until our working vacation together.

"Well, then we will just have to make each moment matter."

In case you want a refresher of the moment Jin was being sneaky trying to get her ring size. This is from Chapter 71.

In her room Jk is acting as Daisy's spoon as she seems to be in a peaceful slumber. He has almost started dozing off himself when Jin shifts off the bed and pulls something from the bedside drawer. "What's that, hyung?"

Jin fidgets with the objects in his hand. "Jiwoo left them here for me. I need them for the plan I am working on." He calmly explained to the maknae.

Realization dawned on Jk's face. "Oh! Can I be the first to see it?"

Jin chuckles at the maknae's excitement. "I think I should probably show all of you at once. It doesn't seem exactly fair to only show one of you."

Also, I do realize the ring has six petals and not seven.  I had originally found a seven petal ring when I wrote this, but I lost the image and I couldn't find it again.  So imagine it has seven petals.