6 Kids | K.NJ

Chapter 11

"What do you mean, how could I stay here. Where would Jungkook sleep, or Jimin, or Taehyung". I asked playing with my skirt, looking down at the ground.

"Aish, don't worry, I think we still have a crib in the attic. And Jimin and Tarhyung could have the extra rooms or share with my kids". What he was saying was logical, but I didn't feel comfortable sharing a bed with Namjoon.

"But I-I don't feel comfortable and there isn't any clothing for them", I said trying to come up with an excuse.

"Tell me So-Sang, which is more important some clothing or a whole storm", he was right again.

"You're right Namjoon", I said confusing his win. He smiled showing me his dimples. He sat back down on the couch, turning on the T.V.

"Currently their is a storm. In the area we are at in Seoul, we have a foot an a half of rain. If anyone is out side I deeply apologize, but please try and get to safety". A whole foot of rain. My apartment is slap dap in the middle of Seoul.

"Don't worry So, your house will be alright, you live on floor 4", he was right again, and his house was on a hill so the rain will just rain down.

I sighed giving up sitting right next to him on the couch. I kept my distance sitting as far away as possible and he took notice. "So, am I making you that uncomfortable". I didn't day anything except rubbing my arm.

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It was now 12:00, all of the kids were asleep and I was, currently in the bathroom dripping wet with a towel wrapped tightly around my body.

"Here you go So", Namjoon said giving me a shirt and a pair of shorts from behind the door.

"Thank you", I said taking the clothing out of his hand. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror and noticed how baggy his clothing. I sniffed the shirt and smelled Namjoons cologne, my checks tinted a dark red. I stepped out of the bathroom into Namjoon's giant room. I got on the bed laying next to him with a pillow between us.

"Good night So".

"Good night Namjoon".

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I woke up at 7:00 with my head laying on Namjoon's naked chest. My face darkened to the point I thought I would explode from the heat.

"Enjoying yourself", Namjoon's deep, velvety voice said out of nowhere. I got up from his chest, sitting up.

"Ah-Um-It-Oh", I stuttered out. How do I explain my action. He got up stretching, my face turned an even deeper red, after looking at his chest that was sculpted by the gods.

"Take a photo So, it will last longer", he said while walking into the bathroom. I changed back into the same outfit I had been wearing the day before. When I was done I went downstairs fixing some breakfast.

"Thank you Ms. Eomma", Hoseok he said from behind me scaring the living daylights out of me. He left the room with skipping out of the kitchen sitting on the couch turning on a cartoon. He reminded me of Jimin so much, there even the same age.

"SO-SANG", Namjoon yelled from upstairs. I ran up the sprial staircase with my hand on the railing trying not to fall. I enetered his bedroom and saw an empty room. He wasn't in here, I walked in and heard a slam behind me. Their stood Namjoon in dark black pants and shirtless biting his lip, just seeing made my whole body heat up, I haven't felt this way since me and Kunpimook were still married.

"I'll make you forget about your old husband".