Sick

'What ifs'

Seokjin's Pov

In about half an hour later we make it back to the estate. By then the afternoon sun had already started to set and it was slowly getting dark.

As I pull into the gates i notice Namjoon standing outside in the car hanger where they park the cars that theyre going to use soon. He waves slightly and smiles once I get out.

"How did it go?" He asks pecking my lips. "Fine, he's alright. Just a flu."

Namjoons walks over and retrieves the sleepy baby from the car.

"Papa?" He calls out quietly.

"No. It's daddy. How are you little man?" Namjoons asks the little boy while patting his hair as he sat his head in the crook of his dad's neck. Cute scenes. I loved watching them.

Jimin didn't answer he just snuggled deeper into his dad. Knowing fully well that he was safe and could be spoilt.

We made our way upstairs setting Jimin to bed and walking back downstairs into the backyard kiosk.

Namjoons hand took mine's and we sat down at chairs.

"So what's up?" He asks after a couple of seconds.

"What do you mean?"

He reaches his hand up and caresses my hair that was lying on his shoulder.

"You know what I mean. You seem off. Did something happen today? Was it my mom? Dad said she was at the door when u came to see me earlier."

"Im practically immune to your devil mother by now. As long as she doesn't hurt my son I'm fine I can handle anything she throws."

"Our son!" Namjoon states

A row of peach coloured tint dusts my cheeks. "You know what i mean!" I exclaim.

"Alright, if it wasn't mom. Then what?"

"Nothing..."

"Jin, come one we need to communicate. I won't know if you don't tell me. Is it the coughing are you feelin-"

"No, god no. That's over and done with. Seriously will you stop fussing."

"Then?"

"It's just something somebody said to me. It triggered my thoughts-" "And you started overthinking!"

"Yeah..." I wasn't even surprised. He knows me too well.

He urges me to go on.
"It's about the thing that happened with Jimin. She mentioned seeing what happened and it got me thinking about what if the opposite would have happened?"

"She?" Namjoon questions. "The lady from the dinner. Da-hyun, she works at the hospital as well. Anyway she mentioned seeing what happened and being scared for us. And like I said she got me thinking about what would have happened if we weren't so lucky. What if Jimin... disappeared that day...and...and he was just gone forever. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. It would've been my fault. I still think about the fact that he was there next to me and I didn't hold his hand. We were at the damn sidewalk for god sake. A bus had gone by. Why didn't I hold his hand. He could've been injured or worst he could've-"

Namjoon shifts he became body from under my head and turns his body towards me, a sad expression drooling down his face. He cups my cheeks and pulls my head slightly towards his lips and leaves a lingering kiss on my forehead.

"Baby listen to me, it wasn't your fault. Don't do this to yourself it was a mistake. You're a damn amazing parent. Never forget that. Jimin loves you, I love you we're okay. We can't live on 'what ifs' moments we need to focus on the now. Focus on me." He says soothingly. Our bodies still close to each other.

I could feel the beating of his heart. The escalated rhythm calms me down slowly and i tried to do as he had said. Focus on him. I honestly am so lucky to have him in my life. I would be a lost cause without him, my thoughts would overtake my common senses and destroy me slowly.

He presses another kiss to my forehead lovingly. "I love you, so much. Thank you."

He smiles as we lean back onto the sofa cushions. "I absolutely love you too." He says making me giggle.
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"Oh and by the way we'll be leaving tomorrow or the day after that."

"Finally! I wanna cook in my own kitchen again and go back to work already. Im pretty sure Hyunjin is pissed with my extanded break."
Namjoon chuckles

"You're boss can't say anything. You rarely take breaks, you've got enough vacation days."

"True but I'm the best worker so, they're lost by now." I brag earning another chuckle from the latter.

"Hah, I don't like him that much."

"Oh I know you don't! You're a jealous bean! Always have been." I accuse him while pocking his chest.

"Can you blame me? You're you!" The comment causes me to blush hiding myself in his neck.
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After about a few minutes of tranquility and peace of me lovingly getting some well deserved and well missed cuddle times from my husband a loud squeaky unmistakable high pitch scream jolts me to attention.

"Papa!!!" Jimin screams from the distance. I look towards the source of the cat call and see Jimin draped over his grandpa's back waving towards us. That poor man. Jimin isn't exactly light.

"Dad, you'll hurt your back. Dont spoil him." Namjoon says at the sight of his out of breath father.

"Nonsense. He weighs nothing. You gotta get some exercise one way or another."

"Uh huh." Namjoons remarks unconvinced at him while trying his best to not laugh.

"Papa?" Jimin calls out again making cute grabby hands at me. He slides down his grandfather's back sleekly and runs towards me.

"What is it my little baby?"

"Im hungwy?" I rest a palm to his head. It's still a little warm but seems to be cooling.

"Alright, medicine first though so you can grow big and strong." He makes a sour face but nods at the compliment.

"That child is unbelievably whipped to you Seokjin. Myung sook and I asked him several times if he was hungry and he said no each time. Stating he wanted to go to his dads."

I look towards the little blond standing in between my legs. "Papa's boy." I say pocking his nose making him giggle.

"Come on dinner's ready and Myung sook is inside waiting." Mr.Kim annouces as he leads the way back.
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To be continued

Thank you for reading as always.

Song recommendation : Run away- TXT