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The house erupted in a symphony of chaos. Yunho and Yeosang squabbled over crayons, while San and Mingi chased each other. Wooyoung perched on a chair, eyeing the cookie jar, as Jongho gurgled in his highchair. Seonghwa stood by the counter, stirring soup, one hand resting protectively on his five-month bump. “Hongjoong!” he called, exasperated. “Your son is defying gravity!” Hongjoong emerged from the hall, grinning, and swooped in to rescue Wooyoung. “Which one isn’t?” he teased, setting the toddler down. “You’d know if you were here more,” Seonghwa quipped, though his smile softened the jab. Hongjoong slipped an arm around Seonghwa’s waist, pressing a kiss to his forehead, then his stomach. “How is my girl?” “Kicking all afternoon,” Seonghwa admitted, voic…