Stealth Love | A Kim Namjoon POV Story

Chapter 2: Hello, again

Soohee's POV

I didn't know it'll be that hard to contact BTS. 

Jiho, my organizer said that it will take a while to connect with them. 

"Why do you need to talk to them? Are you gonna invite them to the exhibit?" She curiously asked when we met the next morning at the exhibit hall. 

"Uhm, yeah..." I lied. I couldn't tell her I need to talk to their leader regarding my son, could I?

"Okay, let's see what I can do."  She assured me. "Excuse me, I need to go back to the office."

I nodded at her and continued walking around the hall. I saw a nude painting by the end of it that I couldn't help but remember that one fateful encounter I had back in Amsterdam.

I never meant to sleep with him. It just sort of happened. I was there that night to celebrate my last day there before I move to Belgium. I'm on a journey to learn more about arts and showcasing them. 

I'm an artist. But I am more interested in putting up an exhibit for various artists. Also, with my family background, I have came to use this as my advantage to help those who are marginally poor, abused...the people who were being left behind by the society. 

My two weeks was up and was so elated to see the art exhibit I helped to organize. But I had drank a little too many. And seeing all those art works clicked something in my brain. I felt a sudden desire to get crazy...to get loose.

And that's where I saw him. Tall and sexy. His lethal moves, the way he stared at the art pieces like he was being sucked in. Those dragon eyes that met mine. Those lips that drew me in. Just his overall stature.  

It was my first time to get attracted to someone that much and I wasn't able to control myself.  

The fantasy began to wear off after we exchanged names. I was drunk but I knew what I was doing. And I felt the need to take flight. 

I pretended to sleep and when I was sure that he was already sleeping, I took out the luggage I prepared that morning and went out of the room. 

I rushed and went straight to the airport. 

That night haunted me every day. And the biggest nightmare happened when I learned I was pregnant. 

How careless of me!

I had no choice but to go back to Seoul. I didn't know how to tell my family about it. But I was lucky to have them as they still welcomed me. They took care of me. They didn't ask too many questions. 

And from the moment I saw Jun-seo...all my regrets of taking that wild ride with that man vanished in thin air. 

He was so beautiful and he's mine.

Now, I need to find his father. I would have to share him with someone we don't even know. 

Will he accept him? Will he acknowledge the fact? Will he remember me?  

I have a lot of concerns and mostly it's for Jun-seo. I don't want him to get hurt.

He's a bright kid. At two years old, he's already speaking clear sentences. He's articulate. He's a calm kid. 

How much of him was a part of his biological father? 

I'm dying to know. I need to know about his character before I present him to my son. 

But it's so hard to reach him.

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Namjoon's POV