Forgive Me - NamJin ✔️

Conflicted

A/N:

I kinda lost the track of my own work. Hahaa. So, I had to reread some chapters. I cried myself when I reread chapter 15, 16, and 17 geez.

Ohh to talk about how I wanted to describe NamJin in this story, started around chapter 18, I mentioned NamJin here with the portray of NamJin from BTS RUN!Picnic 2018. Dark brown haired Namjoon, and black haired Seokjin. Fave looks ever.

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Have you ever felt some kind of emptiness inside

You will never measure up, to those people you

Must be strong, can't show them that you're weak

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The next day after Myungsoo fell asleep on his lap when catching the sunrise, Namjoon decided to went back to the town of Seoul, and stayed in his apartment for almost two weeks. He wanted to let Hyosang got the holiday visit the man deserved. He missed Myungsoo for sure, but he had to wait until Hyosang back to England. He had been waiting Mrs. Ahn to inform him about Hyosang, but the lady haven't text him yet.

And Namjoon was busy with the internet when his secretary knocked on his room.

He was busy looking around the internet as he wanted to buy some books for Myungsoo. And since the baby boy really loved There's a Monster In Your Book, and The Creakers, so he searched who was the author and he ended ordered all children books written by Tom Fletcher. But not only books, he found out that this Fletcher as well created musical performance of his books. As expected from a musician who did band in once upon a time, and sold albums when he was younger.

"Mr. Kim..."

Namjoon way too focused on his laptop screen. "The Creakers Musical? Orchestra?" He mumbled when he read the lines on the web. "This is interesting. I bet Myung would love this... But how I persuade Seokjin so the three of us can go to London for the show..." He talked himself bitterly.

"Mr. Kim..." His secretary knocked once more. "Sir?"

At the second knock, Namjoon looked up and answered. "Yes?"

"There is a phone call in line two."

"Can you tell whoever it was that I'm busy? Tell 'em to call me later." Namjoon said as he clicked the button to order the ticket for the musical show. He could think of any ways of how he would persuade Seokjin, later. He needed to save the seat first.

"Will do, sir. I will tell Kim Seokjin ssi to call again later."

Namjoon knitted his eyebrows. "Wait, who?"

"Kim Seokjin, sir."

Without any second thoughts, Namjoon picked up the call.

"Seokjin?"

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Seokjin pinched his nose bridge. He ended the phone call after Namjoon told him that he would be come right away to the cottage. Myungsoo refused the breakfast if it's not scrambled eggs by Mr. Kim. And the way his baby boy always asked where is Mr. Kim, when will Mr. Kim come back so they could wait and catch the sunrise together was somehow alarmed Seokjin. Not to mention that even though Hyosang has been called 'Papa,' his baby boy used to point to any random man when he was way younger and say 'Dadda??'

The baby boy got the certain vocabulary from Baby channel as he started to learn how to speak, and it was so awkward for Seokjin to answer 'Darling, it's only Myung, and mommy. And we will be alright." With hope the baby boy would slowly understand as he grew older. And seriously it became a bloody headache for Seokjin because Myungsoo slowly wanted Namjoon, the baby boy's biological father, to be always there with them.