It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and Hana was curled up on the couch, watching TV while Namjoon sat beside her, scrolling through his phone. She had been craving chocolate for the past hour, and after asking Namjoon several times to get some for her, she decided to take matters into her own hands.

She watched him carefully, noting when he got distracted by whatever he was reading on his phone. With a sly smile, she reached over and snatched it from his hands. Namjoon’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Hana!” he protested, reaching for his phone. But she was quicker, standing up and dodging his grab.

“What are you doing with my phone?” Namjoon’s voice was filled with playful suspicion as he stood up to chase her around the living room.

She grinned, holding his phone out of reach. “I asked for chocolate, and you refused. So, I’m getting some help.”

Before he could stop her, Hana quickly opened the group chat he had with his friends and started typing out a message.

**Hana (on Namjoon’s phone):** *Namjoon’s refusing to get me chocolate. Help.*

She hit send and grinned mischievously at Namjoon, who could only sigh in defeat. “You know they’re going to blow up my phone now, right?”

“Good,” she said, sitting back down triumphantly, holding his phone hostage. “Maybe you should’ve listened when I asked nicely.”

Within seconds, the group chat started buzzing with responses, and Hana laughed as she read the messages aloud.

**Jungkook:** *Hyung, how could you?*

**Taehyung:** *Namjoon-ah, are you trying to get yourself killed? Get her the chocolate!*

**Jin:** *I’ll be over in five minutes with a bag of chocolates. Don't worry, Hana, hyung will suffer.*

**Yoongi:** *You seriously didn’t buy her chocolate? I’m disappointed.*

**Jimin:** *Hyung, chocolate is essential. You should know better.*

**Hoseok:** *Namjoon! What’s wrong with you? Give her whatever she wants.*

Hana burst out laughing, thoroughly enjoying the chaos she had caused. Namjoon groaned, but there was a smile tugging at his lips. “Now they all think I’m the worst husband ever.”

“Maybe you are,” she teased, leaning against him. “A wife shouldn’t have to ask more than once for chocolate.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, clearly amused by her antics. “You’re lucky I love you.”

Hana beamed. “I know.”

A knock on the door interrupted their playful banter. Namjoon glanced at the clock, frowning. “Who’s that?”

Hana stood up, still holding his phone as she walked over to open the door. When she pulled it open, she was greeted by Jin, grinning widely, with a large bag of chocolates in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.

“I heard there was a chocolate emergency,” Jin said, stepping inside. “Don’t worry, Hana. I’ve got you covered.”

Hana couldn’t help but laugh as she took the bag from him. “You’re my hero, Jin.”

Behind Jin, Taehyung and Jungkook appeared, both carrying their own offerings of chocolate and snacks. Taehyung winked at Hana. “Don’t worry, noona. We’ll always have your back.”

Jungkook handed her a large box of chocolates and patted Namjoon on the shoulder. “Hyung, you really need to step up your game. How could you refuse her?”

Namjoon groaned, looking at the growing pile of chocolates and the judgmental stares from his friends. “It wasn’t that serious.”

“It’s always serious when chocolate is involved,” Jimin said, appearing behind the others with yet another box of chocolates in hand. He shot Namjoon a playful glare. “Hyung, you need to learn how to treat your woman right.”

Hana was practically glowing with happiness as she accepted all the chocolates and flowers, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. Namjoon, though pretending to be exasperated, couldn’t hide the small smile on his face as he watched her.

“Well, it looks like I’m outnumbered,” he said, shaking his head. “Next time, I’ll just buy the chocolate.”

The boys all made themselves comfortable in the living room, laughing and joking around as Hana opened one of the boxes and handed out the chocolates to everyone. Namjoon sat beside her, pretending to sulk, but the warmth in his eyes betrayed him.

As they continued to chat, the topic shifted away from Namjoon’s chocolate refusal, and the boys started talking about their latest adventures.

“I took out a guy last night,” Jungkook said nonchalantly, popping a chocolate into his mouth. “But he had a ridiculous amount of security. It took forever.”

Hana’s eyes widened. “Wait, you’re talking about mafia stuff while eating chocolate?”

Jungkook grinned. “Of course. Chocolate makes everything better.”

Taehyung chuckled. “Yeah, even murder.”

Namjoon shook his head at his friends, but Hana couldn’t stop laughing. She loved how easygoing and open they were around each other. Despite their dangerous lives, they treated moments like these with such lightness, it was hard not to feel at home with them.

Jin leaned over and handed her a small wrapped gift. “I got you something else too. Just a little extra.”

Hana raised an eyebrow as she took the gift and unwrapped it to find a small charm bracelet, delicate and beautiful. Her eyes softened as she looked at Jin. “You didn’t have to…”

“Of course, I did,” Jin said with a wink. “You’re our sister now. We spoil our sisters.”

Namjoon reached over, taking Hana’s hand in his. “You really don’t have to spoil her so much,” he said, though there was no real complaint in his voice.

Hana smiled as she placed the bracelet on her wrist. “I’m not complaining.”

Yoongi, who had been quietly enjoying his chocolate, finally spoke up. “We spoil her because she deserves it.”

Jungkook nodded in agreement. “If you’re not going to give her what she wants, we will.”

Namjoon sighed dramatically, throwing his hands up in mock defeat. “Alright, alright. I get it. I’ll buy her all the chocolate she wants next time.”

Hana grinned, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “That’s all I wanted to hear.”

The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur of laughter, jokes, and chocolate. Hana felt like she was surrounded by family, and she couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky to have these men in her life. They treated her like one of their own, making sure she felt loved and supported at every turn.

As the boys started to leave one by one, Namjoon wrapped his arm around Hana’s waist, pulling her close. “You know you’ve created a monster, right?” he whispered into her ear.

Hana giggled. “Maybe. But at least now you’ll never forget my chocolate.”

He smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll never forget. Ever.”

When the last of their friends had left, Hana and Namjoon sat together on the couch, surrounded by the boxes of chocolates they’d been given. She looked up at him with a soft smile, feeling a warmth in her chest that only he could bring.

“I love you,” she whispered, leaning her head against his shoulder.

Namjoon kissed the top of her head. “I love you too. Even if you do team up with my friends against me.”

Hana laughed softly, savoring the moment. She knew that no matter what, Namjoon and his friends would always have her back. And in return, she would always have theirs.