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“My therapist recommended we get a little” Seokjin had told him, and Namjoon lowered his book, seeing his husband suddenly standing in front of him. He swallowed a lump in his throat, wondering how to go about this, it's not like he's completely against the idea, but some things aren't practical.
Namjoon hums, “A little? They recommended that?” He asks carefully, because once Seokjin sets his mind on something, it's hard to get out. “Yeah, they said it would be good for me to focus on and we both love kids” He hums.
Which is true, but Namjoon also loves being able to kick his legs up after work and just relax. “A full time one though? Won't that be a bit too much? I'm just thinking about when you get overwhelmed and stuff” He points, setting down his book completely.
“Maybe just a part timer, I /really/ feel I need this Joon, it's going to help me” Seokjin stresses, and he looks out of the window of the penthouse, it's getting dark out. “What about when I go away for work? I don't want you to be completely alone with a dependant little with you”
Seokjin shrugs at that, it's clear that he doesn't think it's a big issue, but Namjoon loves his job, he likes his current hours and trips, he'd hate to reduce them. “That wouldn't have to happen though, why don't you think I can do this?” He frowns.
It's not that, it's honestly not that, Namjoon just doesn't want to bite more than he can chew. “Jin I know you can, it's just maybe… I can't?…” It feels embarrassing to admit, but maybe just not yet, not whilst he's at the height of his career, who knows? There's been talks of promotions for a while now!
Seokjin just scoffs, sitting down next to him, “You know that's not true, you'd be a great dad! I really need this Namjoon, honestly, I've been thinking about it a while and it's everything I've dreamed of” Seokjin reaches over to clasp his hand, giving him a big smile.
It's so hard to deny him, and Namjoon weighs it over in his head, everything's better when Seokjin is happy. “Maybe we can meet some potential littles” He ends on saying, and Seokjin quickly kisses his dimple before springing up. “Great! We also need to get house hunting, this place won't be best for a baby”
He pauses slightly at that, because it feels unnecessary, but Seokjin seems to have his heart set on it. His husband just grabs Namjoons book, placing it back into his hands before walking off. So that's what he does, Namjoon continues reading because it's easier than arguing with Seokjin.
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Namjoon sighs as he looks at the house, things have felt so hectic since Jungkook became full time, the work trip actually felt relaxing. With all that's going on now, it's just stressful, but he also loves Seokjin and Jungkook with all his heart so it's hard.
Finally, he gets out his key, unlocking the door, “Im home! Flight left early!” He calls out. Seokjin has been short with his texts all week, it's unlike him not to call all the time, but it actually felt a little good to have some time to himself, even if he feels bad for even thinking that.
The house is a mess, some shattered glass in the corner, table flipped, Namjoon drops his briefcase, “Jin?!” He calls out in slight panic, that's until he sees him in the hallway and he lets out a huge breath. “What happened? Are you okay?” He questions, and Seokjin's hands are behind his back, he looks to the floor.
Something is wrong, and it's so concerning, especially knowing how he used to get, “Seokjin?… What's going on?” He asks delicately, and the elder swallows, struggling slightly and shaking his head. “Are you okay? Is Jungkook okay?” Namjoon asks out of worry, he feels sick to his stomach.
“Jungkook is fine, he's just in our bed at the moment” Seokjin responds, and now Namjoon shrugs, he doesn't get what's going on. “I love you Namjoon” He nods, finally picking up his head to smile at him.
Namjoon lets out a sigh of relief, approaching his husband with his arms open for a hug. They embrace, and it's the same as usual, Namjoon with his chin on Seokjin's shoulder, Seokjin rubbing up and down the side of his neck.
But then there is awful pain right where his hand is and Namjoon flinches back in shock. “What?!” He gasps in shock, looking back to see a needle in Seokjin's hand, and his husband with his hands in the air like he's surrendering.
“Joon listen to me-“ He pleads desperately, “You know I love you, im- im gonna take care of you” He keeps nodding over and over, and Namjoon painfully slowly pieces together what's just happened. He backs up, he's too in shock to even think of what to say about this.
“You just- You…” Namjoon stutters, backing up into the wall, Seokjin looks absolutely crazed, completely out of his mind, mumbling things that fly over Namjoons head. He makes a break for the door, but gets pulled back, falling painfully to the door.
Seokjin gets on top of him, pinning him to the floor, and usually, Namjoon would stand a chance, but with the injection kicking in, it was over before he began. “Ple-ease Jin, please n-no… Please don't do this!” He pleads, begging his husband who just shushes him.
“It's going to be okay! You'll feel so much better when you wake up, I love you” Seokjin states simply, a smile on his face as he leans down and plants a kiss on Namjoons dimple. His eyes are fluttering, fighting to stay awake, “No…” He mutters, but it's no use, and eventually, Namjoon falls asleep.