Amentia - K.NJ.

Prologue

He paced around the room, his eyebrows scrunched together. His right hand ran anxiously through his wet hair. Water from his shower slipped down his sideburns from time to time.

"Namjoon, quitting your job is going to bring us to the ground," I murmured, trying to keep my voice down. The kids were asleep, Jinkyong finally quiet after it had reached midnight. I didn't want to wake her up.

Namjoon turned to me, his face dead serious. I hadn't seen him like this in a long time. He usually had a smile, happy to see everyone. This was someone different; someone recovered from the past. "I'm bringing them together. I need them."

"I could've started to work as well," I retorted, digging my nails into my thighs. "You didn't have to quit a perfectly good job. And what happens when your plans fail? What happens when something happens to any of us? Have you ever thought of that?"

"Nothing is going to happen to you or the kids," he said. His brown eyes peered into me. "I have this under control. You don't get to worry about anything. All I ask is for you to watch the kids and keep them safe, no matter what happens."

I gave him a side look, then turned my eyes back down to my lap. I bit my lip for a second, feeling my breath getting caught in my throat. This was a horrible idea. I knew Namjoon meant well, but I didn't think he understood how much danger he was putting us in. I didn't want to get into his past, but right now, it seemed like there was no choice unless I wanted to move out with the kids and probably never see him again.

I turned my head back up to him, releasing my lip. "Fine. I'll follow you along on this bandwagon. If you do get us into as much trouble you were in when you were younger, you're--"

I heard the door creak open a little, a voice roaming through the room. It was sleepy and a higher pitch, a child's voice. "Mama?"

Insu stood at the door, his left hand holding onto a blanket while the other one had a pacifier in hand. His hair that was the same color as mine was messy, his brown eyes tired with sleep. He was still tiny, a two year old, but I could already see the intelligence in him. He had on little dinosaur pajamas, his feet holding socks that had little carousels on them. 

I got up from the bed, feeling my shirt hanging off me, covering my shorts on my legs. My hair fell into my eyes, my hand reaching up to brush it away. I gave the small boy a smile, walking towards him. "What are you doing up so late, baby?"

As I got over to him, I reached down, picking him up under his armpits. He didn't seem to mind as I pulled him to my side, hugging him against my shoulder. I wasn't expecting any more words to come out of his mouth. He wasn't much one to talk, plus he was also sleepy. It would be hard to get him to talk at that point.

I watched as Namjoon walked over to us, his face had softened. He stopped in front of me, placing his hand on the side of Insu's head, running his fingers through his hair. 

I turned my eyes up to Namjoon, his own turning towards mine. "Let's go to bed. We'll discuss this in the morning."