Kismet (Namjin Mpreg)

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

(Kismet)

Seokjin's POV:

When did I become a liar? When did my life turned to a twist of turbulence that not even my dreams could depict? Namjoon is the best thing that has happened to me, but at the same time the worst thing to ever happened.

For the first time, I felt like I was getting in control of my life. Namjoon's, well more like Rap Monster, rap really made me change my views on how my life was. And then I felled in love with him, and everything didn't make sense again.

A part of him and me happened. I don't regret anything. In fact, our baby is the best thing to ever happened. But the timing is so wrong. I hate to lie to him, to keep my mouth shut about his kid. Every time I see him, I want to shout at the top of my lungs that he's going to have a kid with me, and then I think of how freely he felt after graduating from college, and I hesitate.

All of his life, his father had taken charge of his life and Namjoon obligated to do every order that his father told him to do. Now that he has done his fair share, I don't want to ruin it again. Hip-hop, rap, verses, philosophy: all of these things are his life. He's finally having the nerve to tell this to his father. I just can't ruin it for him.

Seeing my reflection in my mirror, my face looking back at me, I realize that doing this decision is selfish and cowardly. He has all the right to know. I can't keep this from him, or from our kid. One day they will ask questions and I won't be able to do anything because by then, I'll be too far.

"You are horrible," I mouth as an expression of disgust appears on my face. I feel like I am between two walls. What I believe is right and what is actually right.

I can't think too much about this right now, I think to myself. Hoseok and Jackson are coming over to baby sit Jungkook and Taehyung. I'm very grateful that they help me out a lot. Their help really gives me an advantage to spend time with Namjoon. And it's not like I'm leaving them with strangers. My brothers are really fond of them so I can relax and not worry if they are okay or not.

"They are here?" I hear Junkook yell from the living room as I hear the front door open. I grab my pink sweater from the spinning chair and close the door.

Jackson is already on my couch even before I touch foot in the living room. When have I ever not see him lying on a couch watching something in the television? I shake my head. He's a total couch potato. "Do you guys have popcorn? Hey Jinnie." He gives me his biggest smile and turns his attention to the television.

'I'll go get it." Taehyung jumps from the couch, barefoot, and opens the top drawer where the tea boxes and boxes of rice are. "Don't run with out shoes, you'll hurt yourself!"

They never listen. I really do feel like a mom. I don't even need to wait nine months for my kid to be born, I already have two teenage kids that I feel like they are my own.

"Thank you for taking care of them and for not telling Namjoon that I am going. He's not going to like that I went with out him," I say very grateful of them. I grab my wallet from the table and slide it to my pants back pocket.

"Don't worry JIn, we are glad to help you out. Don't worry, and have fun." Hoseok shoots me a grin. He sits on the arm of the couch and takes his shoes off.

Even though I feel a little uneasy about this, I trust him that he won't do anything stupid. He's the adult here so I know that he knows between what's wrong and right. "Thank you, Hoseok."

"Okay, before I leave, please don't let Jungkook be on the phone a lot and don't let Taehyung be on the couch watching Netflix for long periods of time. I won't take long. If anything bad happens please call me, okay?"