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Y/N's PoV
We walked home. And only silence accompanied us. A comfortable silence. Halfway through, I asked him. "So, what're you going to do next?" He looked at me "I don't know. I haven't plan anything yet" he said. I nodded "you know you can't live with me forever right?" I can't believe what I just said. I mean- it's true! He can't stay with me forever, I would LOVE if he could but the thing now, he can't. "I know y/n" he said while giving me his smile. I could actually ear a slight pain in his voice when he said that, but he's trying to hide it. Soon after we reached home. I took a deep breath before stepping in. Still holding my new child. I'm getting REAL sleepy. So as soon as I got in I just went straight to the couch. And slept there. Accidentally actually. With my new child in my arms, I really sleep happily/calmly/comfortably. It's crazy.

Third person's POV

Y/N is now sleeping on a couch in the living room. Even Namjoon looked surprised by how quick she went to sleep as soon as they got home. "You're really sleepy aren't you? Yet you still agree to go for a walk with me" Namjoon whispered quietly while sitting on his knees. He's looking at y/n's face. Maybe processing of what's going to happen to his life now. "I wonder what would you feel if I'm out of your life. I love to be near you, and I don't even know damn why. I don't know why I'm attacked by this literal euphoric feeling when I see your face. I don't know why listening to your voice, your words, they make me so happy. How come your voice are able to calm me y/n? And, I wonder what do you feel towards Seokjin" he said, even tho y/n isn't even listening. It's like Namjoon is tryna talk to y/n's subconscious mind. Then he went upstairs to take a blanket for her. And he sleep while sitting next to her. His head are close to y/n's head
because y/n is still holding her plushie. Or you could also say his head are kinda inside y/n's neck.

Y/N's PoV

*The next day*

I woke up due to slight breathing on my neck, they tickles. And when I took a deep breath I can smell a light scent of floral and fruity notes. I instantly opened my eyes. Namjoon? He's sitting on the floor, but his head is (kinda) buried into my neck. He smells soft. Like a soft fabric, he smells like a soft natural scent. In short, he smells good. I rarely see him using cologne, he uses lotion more. Yes, I noticed he's been using lotion instead of cologne and perfumes, it's amazing to me. I looked around. It's already morning. Thank god today's Sunday. Or else I'd scream and panic since I might be late for uni. I decide to just stay like this. With him. Close to him. Next to him.

(When I told yall his head is kinda buried, I mean half his hair. Not his face-)

I just stay there like that. And I reach out to pat his head and ruffle his hair. His hair is soft. Literal cotton and silk. "How the hell do you make my life better? What magic do you have until youre able to make me happy everyday? What power are you holding that made me feel absolute calm, secure and safe everytime I'm around you? Who are you namjoon and why you came into my life so sudden and unexpectedly, but still on the right exact time when I need someone the most" I whispered softly to myself, still ruffling his hair softly. I smiled at the view of his messy hair. Then I saw my child on behind Namjoon's head. I took my child. I really need to wash him so he will smell like me. "babyy, I'll wash u up so u will smell like me. Cause from now I'm your mother. Okey?" I said softly and pretty quietly since I don't want to wake Namjoon up. Then I put my child on Namjoon's lap. I think I'll sleep for a little more. There's nothing to do today anyways. I'm about to close my eyes when suddenly I could feel Namjoon's face kinda moved. Like- his cheeks rises a little, is he smiling? I sat up to look at his face and I'm right. He's smiling. Suddenly he looked at me and- "bAbYy, iLl wAsH u uP So u wILl sMeLl lIKe mE. cAuSe fRom nOw iM yOur moTher, oKeY¿" Namjoon mimicked me. My face went red immediately. "Yah! What did you hear huh?!?" I pulled his hair. "Y/N Y/N I ONLY HEAR WHEN YOURE TALKING TO YOUR CHILD" he said while trying to get my hands off his hair. "ARE YOU SURE YOURE NOT LYING" I asked him and loosened my grip "YES IM NOT Y/N LET MY HAIR GO OMG YOUVE BEEN PULLING IT TOO MANY TIMES RECENTLY WHY" he screamed (too) and after that I let go of his hair. I smiled at him. "Hee, sorry" I said to him. Please melt. PleaSE MELT FOR IT. "Tch, what? Aegyo? You think you can ask for forgiveness by an aegyo?" He looked at me crossing his hands. Damn it. He didn't fell for it. Then i stood up straight "namj- joonieee im sorry" I looked at my knees while saying that. NOW MELT. MELT NOW. "Nah, I've more better things to do than forgive you" he said rising one hands up signing me to stop. DAMN IT. "Yah! What's more important than giving forgiveness to others when they already said sorry huh?!?" I widen my eyes and pushed his hands away. He looked at me, not saying anything. "well, some things like.." he stopped and looked at me. I'm crossing my arms. "ticKLING YOU Y/NN-" he suddenly attack and tickles my feet, my weakest spot when it comes to tickles. I screamed at his sudden attack. "N-NAMJH- NAMJOON STHOP AHHHHH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA" I feel like I can't breath anymore, now I'm trying to tickle him back but failed. "NAMJHOON, STOHP PLHEASE IM BEGGING YHOU" I said. Then he stopped. I pushed him and back away from him "HAH YOU WANT MORE?" He said smiling "GO AWAY IDIOT ALXSHJS" I wheezed. Then we just sit there not saying anything. "Your hair smells nice" I said. He looked at me.

"What?"
"What?"

"My hair smells nice? Yea I know I smell manly" he scoffed. I rolled my eyes. "Boi u smell like some light natural floral scent, in short u smell more like a baby 🤡" I smirked, correcting him. "Where's  my phone?" I looked around "I charged it" Namjoon said. Then he scooted over to the side of the tv. He threw my phone over the couch. There's a notif from an hour ago.

Hoebro
Y/n im coming over with my friends, please cook us something lil sis we're coming over in 1.

WHAT. HOLEY SHEET. I looked at Namjoon. "My bro's coming over in 1, it's 11 now. What should we do?" Then right after the door bell rang.

Namjoon and I look at each other.
Damn it.

hello
please keep spreading awareness abt blm, don't stop till we get justice ily 💜

and btw I'm not sure abt writing anymore I'm kinda stuck with writing rn :/ I feel like these are all soft but I think I'll have idea for the next part

oke bubye ily again 💜