6 Kids | K.NJ

Chapter 12

I'll be getting married on December, 4 and won't be back until December 10 or maybe earlier, that's why I probably won't be on my account, but if I am, it's my friend Ye-Bin.

"Oppa um-I-what did you need", I asked while looking down at the ground that was currently separating us.

"I was just going to take care of my Girlfriend", he said while walking up to me painfully slow. He got up to me till there was no space separating us no more. He pushed me back onto the bed and put his arm beside my head.

"O-Oppa", I managed to stutter out pushing his muscular chest.

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Namjoon's P. O. V

"O-Oppa we shouldn't", she said after a few seconds of stuttering. Her tiny hands went up to her face, covering it from embarrassment.

"Who said we'd be doing anything, sweetie", I said lightly caressing her face with the back of my hand.

She began to rub her neck closing her eyes tightly, "W-W-What else would we do besides ya know", she said shaking underneath me.

I got up sitting, leaning on my knee with my elbow "So-Sang it's alright. I'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to", I said massaging my temples. She hadn't moved from her spot still with her hands clasped on her cheeks. She propped herself up on her elbows and put her index finger in her mouth smiling slightly.

"Maybe when we're further into our relationship, huh", She said while getting up walking to the door. I got up to the closet getting a shirt to wear, I sighed. Could I truly be happy with So-Sang? I walked downstairs and saw So-Sang holding Jungkook while petting Seokjins head in her lap like she was comforting him.

"Ms. So-Sang", he started to sniff a bit "I'm 9 years old. My father is only 25. Everyone else in my class, their parents are in their late thirties. I don't even know my mother, was I an accident". My eyes couldn't help but water at his thoughts. But he was right, all of them were accidents.

So-Sang sighed still rubbing his head smoothly with her right hand holding Jungkook in her left. "Seokjin, sweetheart you weren't an accident. I can tell your father is happy and proud to have you as his son. I mean I was 18 when I had Jimin, just because we're young doesn't mean we are sad we had to grow up quicker. To be honest, I'm actually happy I had them so early, it means we have more time with each other". That was true, but it wasn't planned out that way for either of us, I guess.

"Is that true", he asked sitting up laying on her busty chest. I was kinda jealous, to be honest. "Well appa can never come to my taekwondo competitions, and I have one tomorrow, do you think you can come and watch". He asked pouting his lips like a dog, and So-Sang smiled nodding a yes. He hugged her running upstairs. I sighed again for what felt like the thousandth time today. Maybe I should have a conversation with all of my kids, if Jin feels this pressure then I can't even imagine how Yoongi and Hoseok feel.

"Thanks So-Sang, for talking to Seokjin", I said while slowly walking up the stairs. She smiled her signature sweet, gentle smile. I had got to Seokjin's room and saw him laying on his bed, sniffling, and scrolling his finger on his tablet.

"Seokjin, I heard your conversation with So-Sang", I looked down at the ground in shame, letting my shoulders relax. "I would like to say I'm sorry, that you feel that way". He looked up with his big lips parted, and his eyebrows furrowed. 

I heard him sigh tiredly, "Appa, it's alright. I would just like to have you in my life more, or a mother. Since I'm 9 and have never met her, I don't think I ever would want to now". My hands became clammy and my throat formed a lump, stopping me from saying anything else.

"I appreciate you talking to me, Yoongi understands he doesn't even care about Areum". My eyes widen at the sound of her name. "H-How do you know her name", he sighed, blinking his eyes slowly. "Appa, don't worry. I would rather Ms. So-Sang as my mother than Ms. Areum". I began chewing the inside of my cheek nervously.

"Do you think I could ever meet Ms. Areum"? He asked sitting up on his bed. My eyes widen to the point where it hurt. 

"Maybe", I said closing the door behind me.