The Daughter of Exo

Chapter 30

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Namjoon POV

"Look, I can explain everything." I said while running a hand through my hair.

"We don't need an explanation we saw the whole thing." Sehun said coolly.

My eyes wandered over to June who was crying her eyes out. "Shh...its okay. Were not going to punish you. It was never your fault, okay?"Luhan whispered to her while rocking her back and forth and slowly stroking her hair.

A pang of guilt shot through me. I knew I shouldn't have kissed her. I don't know what went through me. I had just kissed her this night, but I guess that wasn't enough. I needed more...of her.

"Im really sorry. I apologize. O really don't know what came over me! I'm usually able to control myself! Its just that...I...I can't explain what I just felt, I-"

"We accept your apology. We completely understand. We've had the feeling before. The person who knows most of all of us is Lay and Xuimin. The second day we had her, things with Lay got pretty hot and heated. And I'm to horrified to ask Xuimin what he did to get June to call him Daddy." Suho spoke.

I glided my tongue over my bottom lip as I ran a hand through my mop of hair. I glanced toward June who had fallen asleep in Luhan's arms.

I bit my lip.

"But we don't want you guys kissing our daughter again." Sehun said firmly.

I couldn't help but smirk " Why not? Her lips are so sweet and soft. I'm guessing you want it all to yourself?"

A deep,dark shade of red spread across Sehuns face.

"N-no...I just...want...uh...want her to...um.." Sehun stammered while searching for an explanation.

Everyone fell silent as we watched June snuggle deeper into Luhan arms while letting out a whine.

"Isn't she perfect? So perfect she should be illegal to us. A kiss on the lips from her would drive us into rehab for at least a year...because we're addicted...to her." Luhan whispered and brushed a strand of hair from her eyes.

Then it hit me. That's what I felt whenever she wasn't in my sight. It a need. That got me frustrated when I couldn't have it.

An addiction

I knew what it was. But I wasn't going to get help for it. Because I loved that feeling.