CHAPTER SIXTY THREE.

                                    

                                          
Namjoon.
                          
"I can't believe he fell a sleep after all that whining." Seokjin offers, lightly scolding nobody in particular, a scoff escaping his lips as Taehyung makes his way through the doorway with an exhausted Jeonghan glued to him.
                          
"I think we wore him out with all the running." I laugh, finding a bit of humour at the trickery that is Jeonghan. Funnily, the kid had given in to sleep the moment we had hit the road, then clung to Taehyung on the way up to their condo. He was exhausted, could barely keep his eyes open, but didn't want us to leave nonetheless. Somehow he just had this fear within him that we wouldn't come back, or we'd leave him forever or something. I don't want him thinking like that, because that's never gonna happen, so of course we agreed to take him home and put him to bed, well, Taehyung in particular who had offered to carry him up to his room. 
                          
Seokjin and I watch in amusement, stifling laughs when Taehyung tries to pry off the little one, who only clings to his neck, legs tight around his waist, refusing to go down on his own. It makes it even funnier that his eyes are closed, almost like he's half a sleep, yet Taehyung can't get him off. 
                          
"Does he do that often?" I ask between laughs, half convinced the kid is only pulling a fast one Taehyung. Seokjin however nods, not able to keep his laughs either. "All the time, wouldn't sleep without cuddling, and if he cuddles you, you gotta bare it until he fully falls asleep." I find that cute, even more when Taehyung gives up, jutting out his lips in a defeated pout. "He takes putting people to bed seriously, huh?" He says, equally amused, and Seokjin waves him off, smiling. "Give it a few minutes, he'll fall asleep quickly that way." He lets out and Taehyung does just that, climbing in bed with the kid before cradling him close to lull him sleep. It's almost fitting, with Taehyung being a cuddle monster too. Absolutely clingy when sleepy. 
                          
Maybe Jeonghan got this one from him....
                          
I can't help my eyes as they rake the fairly large room that Seokjin has set up for him. Everything is still brand new and made, and it makes me remember that they just moved in a few days ago, still adjusting. It looks comfortable, beautiful and spells a lot of Jeonghan, and instinctively my eyes dart to him on the bed, where he is cuddling his uncle, looking peaceful than ever. 
                          
"How is he holding up?" I can't help ask, having not talked to Seokjin on detail about how he's fairing. I wanted today to be just about him having fun and forgetting, but the worry of his well being is inevitable. He's our son, and although I've only come to the knowledge of him recently, I can't help not worrying about him, about how all this is affecting him. 
                          
Seokjin let's the door shut, blocking my view of the kids on the bed. He lets out a sigh before leading the way down the hall, and I follow to the silent request, feet moving from the door to ensue silence for the sleeping ones, and to give me and him the privacy to talk. 
                          
"He's trying. This dynamic with just him and me is new, and he hasn't adjusted to living without Jungkook, or a father for that matter, but he's trying. We talked yesterday, and I think managed to successfully put across to him the few details he needs to know." I know it's been hell for him to cope, but I am happy that's he's trying, that he's getting used to this normal. I know we haven't told him yet about me, but it's far much better this way, as opposed to bombarding him with everything at once. It will be easier to ease up into their lives and take a place, before changing that dynamic. I am in no rush, because I know in my heart he's my own flesh and blood and nothing is ever going to change that. 
                          
Seokjin sighs again, and for a split second I see dejection in his eyes, he looks worn out as well, dispirited, a look I've seen him secretly wear all day. There is that layer of confusion for him, a kind of guilt he still carries around, hesitancy, and it's made my mind swirls with what exactly is going on in his head. "And you, are you ok? Is this fine by you?" I know he hasn't had much of an option when it comes to Jeonghan getting to know me, and this arrangement is just as new to him. Who is to say, he might not be completely ok with it, or he might already be overwhelmed with this.