I felt myself sink into Namjoon's lap, wanting desperately to escape from being in the middle of them as they argued.

"With us.... are you planning on only kicking me out or something?"

"Yeah, I told her she can stay if she wants but you definitely have to leave"

She scoffed. "Why the fuck would my daughter stay here with you if I'm not here?"

"I don't know, maybe to not be homeless from her mom's poor decisions and finish her last year of school in Seoul" Namjoon quipped as he slightly adjusted me on his lap to lean forward a little.

She goes to open her mouth to say something only to stop herself and shake her head. "You know what.. talking about this doesn't even matter because I already told you I'm not even going anywhere"

"You think that just because you won't actually sign the papers that I'm just gonna let you stay here, I can easily just kick you out and let it be that" Namjoon said rather coldly and I couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable by it. I mean she is still my mother and I don't want her to leave if she doesn't have a place to stay.

"Would you seriously let the mother of your child be out on the street?"

I tilt my head in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Namjoon said, sounding a bit frustrated.

A little grin dawns on her lips as she looks directly at Namjoon. "Bora is about to be a big sister and you're gonna be a daddy pretty soon" She said when moving her hand to place on her midsection.

I felt sick to my stomach.

The room had become stark silent. I could feel Namjoon's body trembling underneath me. His hold over me slowly loosening with each second that passed.

"Umm... c-congratulations mom" I managed to say, trying to diffuse the awkward air.

She smiles. "Thank you honey, I'm glad at least one person congratulated me in this family" She scoffed when looking back at Namjoon who had still yet to say anything at all.

"You know, I think it's getting a little late for me, I have to get ready for school tomorrow"

Getting up to leave them alone. I don't even spare a glance at Namjoon when bolting upstairs and into my room. When inside I feel into my bed on my back quietly just looking at the ceiling.

Replying the words over again in my head.

I can't believe my mom is pregnant. Why does this need to happen now, just when Namjoon said he wanted to be with me.

What's gonna happen with us now, is he still gonna leave her or what. He's not gonna leave her now is he? No, he said he wanted to be with me, why should her being pregnant change that. I trust that he won't change his mind.

Time had slowly passed and I was laying in bed, just trying to clear my mind of the events that just happened downstairs.

It was then when I suddenly heard a knock on my door. I knew who it was even without having to hear his voice that very shortly followed after. "It's me.."

"Come in" I say in a low voice but just loud enough for him to hear me as I slowly raise my body up from its resting position.

There Namjoon was, his gaze subtly as he stepped inside.

He makes sure to close the door behind him before slowly walking further towards me. He doesn't say anything, just comes closer and the closer he did the more I could see just how disconsolate his expression was giving off.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something didn't feel right, something was off and for some reason I'm dreading whatever it is that might come out of his mouth.

I moved to the edge of the bed and there he sat next to me. He doesn't speak for what feels like an hour and yet it was a mere few seconds. His undoubtedly gloomy display had sullied the mood so much. My mind couldn't stop itself from imagining the most terrifying thing I could think of him saying to me right now.

I looked at him as he opened his mouth to speak and before he could even say anything I leaned forward to kiss him.

He doesn't even try to kiss me back.

Slowly I pull away to look at him and he reaches to put his hand on my arm and I gently caress it. "I need to talk to you" He solfty says against my lips that still slightly lingered close.

"What is it?... tell me"

He leans back a bit to get a proper look of me. Taking a hold of both my hands firmly.

My chest started to feel so incredibly tight in anticipation.

"You're mom and I talked" He paused for a moment to take a deep breath. "When I was listening to her I couldn't help but think of the family I wanted, and that didn't involve being divorced from the woman I was having a child with. I want my baby to have what I never had growing up, a stable family"

I took in his words that were so clear and yet I still wanted to be sure. "What are you saying?"

"We need to end this Bora..."

As Namjoon uttered those words, I could feel myself get slightly faint.

My head was getting dizzy and my heart was almost bursting out of my chest in completely agonizing pain. I couldn't bring myself to say anything. What could I say that wouldn't instantly leave me in a hysterical state, nothing.

All I could do was feel my heart painfully breaking slowly.

Suddenly I feel his arms around my body, engulfing me in a hug. I sat still, completely numb in my feelings as I just let him hug me. A few minutes had passed and in that time he stayed glued to me, not wanting to let me go and honestly I didn't want him to. I wanted him to hold me forever.

Eventually he did let go. He then left quietly, not even saying goodbye when leaving me alone.



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A/N:
I know I've been gone awhile, I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna lie and act like I'm not sad about the enlistment thing. But I'm waiting to see them in 2025.

Also what did you think of this chapter?

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