Kismet (Namjin Mpreg)

Chapter Sixty-Four

Chapter Sixty-Four:

(Kismet)

Really early in the morning, the bright sun glowing through the pushed white drapes, Namjoon, sporting comfortable clothes, patiently waits for Seokjin who was getting ready in the bathroom.

Recently Seokjin began throwing up more frequently than before. It wasn't just in the mornings. It was also throughout the day, on random hours. At first Namjoon had been worried, his mind going towards negative thinking. Seokjin, slightly laughing, had told him that it was normal and that it would fade once he reached his second trimester.

Relief had spread over his muscles, glad that there wasn't anything else to add to his worries. After everything that had happen, Seokjin at least deserved to have things turn out okay and not have to be constantly worrying, especially since one of his current worries was his mother.

It was finally the day Seokjin can leave the hospital. Doctor Pat had went over with them what they have to do at home, what prescriptions Seokjin needs to take, and how frequently they have to come see him. Since he was a friend of the family Seokjin didn't really need to meet with his primary care doctor.

Before they had left, Seokjin visited his mother, only staying a few minutes to say goodbye and to tell her she needed to be strong for her kids just as he was for his own. Observing Seokjin and his interaction toward her reminded him that this situation would be less nostalgic if she had been awake; she would be out of danger. And now Seokjin is reminiscing the could'ves and the what ifs since there's a possibility that she could die any minute.

Seokjin's mother had recently become weaker, the chances of survival diminished with the sudden news. Namjoon was content with seeing Seokjin understanding the magnitude of what her death can bring. Seokjin was rather gloomy, but not entirely sad. He knew that there wasn't anything he could do but wait for things to change for the good. Despite what happens Seokjin has accepted that if his mother dies there's no point in letting himself get to a point of devastation.

"If my mother dies can you please tell me even if it hurts me? I know that you guys want to keep me from breaking, but I will be fine. Staying in the hospital made me think a lot about death and rebirth," Seokjin tells him from the passenger seat, his hand on top of Namjoon's, his eyes fixated on the road ahead.

The trip back to Seokjin's house was not far. They were almost home and Namjoon noticed that the closer they got to the house, the sadder Seokjin got. His face was delicately fallen into despair, his other hand protectively on his belly, an action that he has been doing for the last past days.

With Melancholy, he would grip his hand, a sigh immediately following after, although Seokjin made an effort to not let Namjoon know about his feelings. Painfully, Namjoon noticed every single effort from Seokjin to cover his feelings. Covering only made Namjoon aware of his prohibitions to not show emotions.

Namjoon wished he could do something to help him with his despair. If he could just take a little bit of the pain away, Seokjin could be in a better place. Namjoon, however, knew that that was impossible. The only person that could take away the pain to its full extent can only be him. No one else could completely erase that immediately immense pain he was currently having.

"No more secrets. You deserve to know everything that is happening, so if I know something about your mother, or about Minseu's case, I will let you know. It's better the truth then a little white lie." Namjoon lightly smiles at him, his hand on the wheel, moving to the left as he turn to a corner, Seokjin's house appearing before the cul-dec-sac ahead.

After dropping him off, adjusting him to his bed and conversing with Sofia and Jungkook who were fixing everything for him. They had been upset that they couldn't throw a surprise party for him since Seokjin left the hospital earlier than expected. Better in spirit thanks to Jungkook's sulking, Namjoon drove to the women's prison facility.