~Y/N POV~

Already a quick week has passed since my little angel came into the world. I mean he's the most cutest thing I have ever laid eyes on and I never knew I would love something so much in my life. I would do anything for him and I mean anything. He's my little boy.

Every night the others have taken turns in helping me out with Dae. It seems through the day, Dae is alert to everything and everyone around him so right now it makes it harder to him to fall asleep through the day but somehow that also messes around with his time at sleeping through the night so I have help thankfully even if I insisted that I didn't need it.

I'm thankful

Even Jae helped me out in the first night since that was the worst but some how it resulted in all seven bodies scattered out Jae and I's shared living room the next morning and that's when this arrangement came into place. They wanted to help out and I don't see the harm in it.

Tonight was Namjoon's turn.

He's been keeping a distance from Dae and I even more than before and as far as I know he hasn't even picked him up since the day he was born. Namjoon just sits in the corner of the room and watches from afar.

It was even a challenge to find Namjoon tonight for his turn. I tried to tell Yoongi and Jin that there was no need. If Namjoon wasn't comfortable with it then that's fine, he can help out when he feels better about it.

But in the end he was found since Namjoon is still on house arrest so he cant leave house just yet and he came to my room to spend the night like everyone else has snice Dae stays in my room sleeping in a basinet to begin with until he gets bigger for a cot.

I don't mind him staying in my room with just the two of us anymore, that guy helped me bring our son into the world so I don't care anymore. I've pushed that into the past and decided to move forward. I just wish that Namjoon would interact with Dae a little more but sometimes I can see it's because he's guilty, I can see it in his eyes every time he sees Dae but it's a mix of love too.

That same look my dad use to look at me with, Namjoon has that with Dae.

It's actually been bothering me all day and even kept thinking about it when I fell asleep and it seems I even started dreaming about it too, until I heard Dae's little cries, signalling it's time for a feeding but he stopped.

Opening my eyes in the dark room, I looked over to the end of my bed where Dae's basinet was located but to my surprise a large broad shouldered back was facing my way and blocking my view from my son.

I knew instantly it was Namjoon bending over the basinet, one hand forward into the basinet and every now and then I would hear his voice whispering to our son.

"That's a good boy. We must stay quiet or your mom will wake up and she's very tired." Namjoon

Rubbing my eyes I managed to adjust to trying to see more in the dark and just watched and listened to Namjoon continuing to talk to Dae which his soft tone, well as soft as he could try to given how deep his voice can be sometimes.

Listening to Namjoon chuckle and then bend over even more, almost as if face to face with Dae. I slowly sat up a little so he wouldn't notice I was awake and listening.

"You're just so adorable you know that? I could watch you all day." Namjoon

There was a pause before he sighed.

"If only things were different and you came to be another way. Everything would be so different and I would like to apologise in advance. I failed you before you even existed because of what I did to your mother but you want to know something else?" Namjoon

I leaned forward as if trying to get a better listen to their one sided conversation.

"I don't regret you one bit and that's what makes me feel even more guilt towards your mom. Every time I look at her, that feared expression on her face keeps coming back to me but now you're here it's slowly fading away because you bring her joy and how can I regret that?" Namjoon

Standing up from the bed quietly I tip toed towards Namjoon knowing he's too distracted to even noticed me and came to stand behind him.

"Namjoon?"

Lightly placing a hand to his lower back he flinched when he heard my voice to stand up straight and turn around to face me fully, eyes wide with shock and lips parted.

"Y/n?" Namjoon

I smiled at him and looked down at Dae who was quite content it blinking up at us innocently. He has the same eyes as Namjoon and I just cooed at him, picking him up into my arms carefully pressing his small body to my chest, supporting the back of his head with my hand.

"He was listening to you huh?"

Wondering back to the bed, Namjoon stood frozen, watching my every movement and sat back on the bed to rest my back against the head board.

"Were you listening?" Namjoon

I nodded and cradled Dae in my arms. I should feed him but he's not making a fuss. Possibly his fathers voice soothed him enough to stay calm.

"I was and I'm sorry I shouldn't of."

Namjoon shrugged and awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other, scratching at the back of his neck. While Dae sucked on my finger holding onto it with his baby grip in his chubby hands I stared at Namjoon, something came to mind while we stayed in silence until I broke it.

"You haven't held Dae since he would born have you?"

Immediately he shook his head.

"No, but it's okay. You're about to feed him anyway so another time." Namjoon

Already making his way back to the sofa bed that was placed in here three days ago, I stopped him when I spoke again.

"Dae is fine right now Namjoon and he's your son. You should hold him."

Again he shook his head and backed away.

"No I-I shouldn't. It's not right for me to hold him Y/n. It's just not." Namjoon

I sighed to then roll my eyes at him.

"Just get over here and hold him Namjoon. Just for a minute if that's all you can take. You need to bond with him."

Namjoon's conflicted eyes would flicker between myself and Dae before he nods hesitantly and comes over to sit beside me when I scoot over a little to give him space.

Once he was seated I carefully placed Dae into Namjoon's arms but the moment Dae and Namjoon came into contact with one another, Namjoon instinctively brought him up to his chest and cuddled into his small body. It was like a natural response and honestly I didn't expect that. I thought he was going to sit there like a stiff board but I was wrong.

I sat back to watch Namjoon melt into the touch from the baby and his whole body relax before peaking little kisses onto Dae's tiny head.

It was actually really adorable to witness and definitely something to remember for when Dae is older.

But when Namjoon looked up at me, smiling wide showing his dimples, there was something in his eyes that I couldn't make out. It was as if he was trying to tell me something that I haven't quite got yet but it most certainly made my stomach flop with butterflies.

Unknowingly while keeping eye contact with him I reached out for his hand and entwined our fingers together.

It was in the moment that I knew, I definitely forgive him for what happened between us and this was the start over we needed.