6 Kids | K.NJ

Chapter 10

"WHAT", everyone including myself yelled at Namjoon.

"She's gonna be our new Eomma", the one with a deep voice said.

"Y-Y-Yoongi, I didn't say that, but I kinda hope that's the case", his kids formed a circle, talking to each other.

"Okay, we have come to an agreement, Appa. If she's our Eomma, she'll stay at home", Seokjin said. Who were they to make executive decisions?

"Wait a minute, there was a misunderstanding, sorry Seokjin, but I'll have to talk to Namjoon", I said his name while gritting my teeth.

"How about you guys all play the game upstairs", they all yelled running upstairs, except Jimin. He took Jungkook out of my arms bringing him with them. I put my hands on my hips ready to scold him, "I know you're angry, but think about it So-Sang, please", my eyes soften. "Alright Namjoon".

"So is it official".

"What"?

"You being my girlfriend".

"Bu-But I barely know you".

"Let's start learning".

We sat down on his couch, with him laying his arm around me, cuddling with me basically.

"What's your favorite color"?

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After about 2 hours of asking questions, he finally asked me the big one.

"Why did you get a divorce", he asked out of the blue. I got up sitting on the edge with my elbows on my knees.

"Well, he cheated on me with that tramp, Kwan Areum". His eyes widen and he got up from the couch.

"Kwan Areum. Short, Party Girl, Bob Cut, No Curves", he said describing Areum to the exact tee.

"Yeah, how do you know her", his eyes were so wide I thought they would pop out at any moment.

"She was my kid's mother", my eyes widen and I leaned back onto the couch and he sat next to me with a dazed look on his face.

"D-Don't worry Namjoon, I'll take her place", I said surprisingly, surprising not only him but myself.

"What do you mean", he asked sitting perked up. I got and sat down on his lap, his cheeks tinted a little pink. "So-Sang isn't this-". "Shh, Oppa". I said while hugging his neck putting my head on his chest. We stayed like that for what seemed like hours, but it was actually only a few minutes.

"APPA", Hoseok said running down the spiral staircase, I got off his lap quickly, claiming my spot next to him again.

"Yes Hoseok", he asked rubbing eyes fully waking up. "Appa, we're all hungry", he said I heard his stomach growl. "You know I can't cook anything besides noodles Hoseok, and I know you don't want them", he cooly. I hid behind Namjoon, scared that he would hate me. "Ho-Hoseok, would you like anything", he looked behind Namjoon at me. "Of course Ms. Eomma can you cook Sweet Potato Fries", he asked with one finger hanging out of his mouth. "Of course, could you show me the kitchen", I asked softly pushing his head.

After I gave him a giant bowl full for all of them he ran back into the room with the game. "Namjoon, I think we should get going. It looks like it's going to start storming". At that moment a crack of thunderstruck, I jumped onto Namjoon out of fear.

"Well I guess you guys could stay in the guest rooms", he said casually. "Rooms how many rooms do you have", I asked in amazement. "We have 5, and nobody ever uses them", exactly how rich was Namjoon. "Jimin's not scared of storms so I guess he'll have to sleep with me", I said quietly talking to myself. Namjoon tipped my chin making me look into his eyes "You can sleep with me So-Sang".