Him | Namjin

Ten

Jin's P.O.V.

"I don't deserve you Kim Seokjin." That was the last thing I heard before I closed the door.

I stepped in the shower and only opened the cold water. I want to feel numb.

Here I began to cry. I let it all out while covering my mouth. Namjoon can't hear me. I fell down and sat with the water coming out.

Yoongi would be furious if he saw me like this. I stopped the water and changed into my pjs.

I walked out and went down the stairs until I saw Namjoon's back. He's cooking?!

My heart warmed up. He's cooking. Cooking for me.

"Jin are you just going to stand there?"

"What did you make?"

"I made spaghetti for you." With cheese and cream?! Maybe he does know something about me.

I took a bite. Salty. How can someone mess up spaghetti? You literally-

"How is it?" Namjoon had his face in his hands. Cutie.

"It's good!" I smiled while taking another bite.

"Also Taehyungie will be here tomorrow." He stood up "Taehyungie?"

"You don't like the nickname?"

"It's cute but I was thinking TaeTae, I smiled I had everything prepared. The guest room is now Taehyung's room.

"I'm going to work tomorrow but right afterwards I'll come and pick you up so we can get our kid." I nodded my head.

"Well goodnight I'm not going to eat breakfast tomorrow."

"Alright."

I finished my salty meal and chugged water down. Even if it was salty I was full.

I walked up the stairs and into our room. He was sound asleep.

I went to bed and on a full stomach I went to sleep quickly.

Upon waking up Namjoon was gone. I did my normal routine and waited for him to come.

I hope Jimin isn't there I hope Namjoon doesn't do anything.

After much time Namjoon pulled up and called me to come out.

I stepped in the car and he began driving.

"How was work?"

"If you're wondering if Jimin was there yes and yes I talked to him but right now let's focus on our kid."

Damnit I want to ask more but he's right.

Before I knew it after long paper work and talking our Taehyungie was home with us.

"Guys!" Namjoon and I both sat on the sides of Taehyung leaving him in the middle.

"Namjoon you're daddy and Jin you're papa!" I smiled. He's so smart it would've been confusing if he didn't establish this.

"Alright sounds good to me."

"Papa I'm hungry." I had to get to used to this.

"Why did you tell papa and not daddy?" Namjoon's being cute my heart can't take it.

"Because papa said he can cook."

"How about I make you spaghetti." I looked at Namjoon. I will not let him give Tae something salty.

"I'll make it! Just show Tae around the house." Namjoon nodded and I began to make spaghetti for three.

Once I was done and letting it cool off there was a knock on my door.

"Hello who is-" Jimin.

"I'm here to get what's mine."

"What?"

"Namjoon he's mine." Jimin looked at me seriously.

"We're married I'm not leaving him."

"That's not what he told me." I put my arms on my chest.

"Especially after what I did today he's gonna be mine." Jimin peeped his head inside and looked at me then walked away.

I slammed the door shut.

"Papa are you mad?" Tae was coming down the stairs with Namjoon behind him.

"No I just need some air and then saw a bug."

Namjoon sat down with Tae next to him and they ate."

"Aren't you going to eat papa?"

"Yeah come eat you made a lot." I shook my head "I'm really tired tuck Tae in for me."

After some time I of laying down Namjoon came in.

"Namjoon."

"Yes don't worry Tae is asleep he's-"

"What did Jimin and you do today?" I had never seen Namjoon switch expressions so quickly.

"I never promised I wouldn't do it again...so I did it again." His head was down. Don't cry don't cry.

In the lighting I saw through his white shirt.

Hickeys.

"Do you forgive me?" I looked at Namjoon. I hate myself.

"Of course I do."