Third person's POV
Name: Kim Namjoon
Known as: RM
Family members: Father, Mother
Gang: BTS

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Age: 3

"I don't want to see the baby!", Namjoon threw a mini tantrum.

"Namjoon it's our friend's first child. We have to go and support them.", Namjoon's mother persuaded.

"Yeah son. We took the effort to take a leave today just to see their child.", Namjoon's father added.

"Hmpf. Fine! Is the baby a male or a female though?"

"The baby is a male.", Namjoon's mother answered.

"He better be cute...", Namjoon uttered under his breath.

"I'm sure he is Namjoon.", Namjoon's mother heard him and replied.

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"Uwah uwah!" the baby cried relentlessly and tirelessly as Namjoon saw Mrs Jeon trying hard to calm the baby down.

Namjoon was getting annoyed and his mother could see that. She then spoke up, "Maybe the baby is hungry. Namjoon go and grab the Jungkook's milk bottle"

At that time three-year-old Namjoon went to grab the bottle but to his horror, his hand slipped and the bottle fell to the ground spilling its contents(milk) everywhere.

"Kim Namjoon!", Namjoon's father called out in a fierce tone.

"Now now it's nothing to worry about. Don't be too harsh on Namjoon. It's just an accident, I'm sure he didn't mean it.", Mr Jeon spoke up as he picked the spilled bottle off the floor and proceeding to grab a clean towel and mop.

"Yeah, no worries I can breastfeed." Mrs Jeon spoke as she smiled.

"Uwah uwah!" Jungkook's cries suddenly reminded them that they had a wailing baby to tend to.

After trying to feed Jungkook, baby Jungkook still continued to brawl to his heart's content. With no intention of stopping.

Annoyed, Namjoon carried the baby over from Mrs Jeon. And miraculously, immediately so, Jungkook stopped crying and started to giggle as he placed his small hand on Namjoon's checks.
Namjoon smiled cooing at the cuteness the Jungkook held.

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Age: 6

"You must take care of Jungkook. We'll be back shortly, okay?"

"Okay!", Namjoon exclaimed as he saw Jungkook sprint off to who knows where.

Nodding to both his and Jungkook's parents, he too dashed off after Jungkook.

When Namjoon finally caught up to Jungkook, he blinked. Jungkook was chasing after a butterfly, running around like crazy.

Finally spotting him, Jungkook's eyes sparkled as Jungkook called after Namjoon, "Hyung! Hyung! Look there's a butterfly!"

"Slow down Jungkook if you fall I have to get scolded again", Namjoon exhorted.

Jungkook stopped all of a sudden. He tilted his head slight facing Namjoon asking "Why would you get scolded?"

"Well for one, I..."

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Age: 8

"We're going to Jungkook's house?", Namjoon asked.

"Yep. Which car do you think we should take today?", Namjoon's mother questioned.

"I don't care.", Namjoon replied curtly and bluntly.

"KIM NAMJOON!"

"It's alright dear, Namjoon is still young after all.", Namjoon's father spoke.

"Fine. But you better watch your words Namjoon. Don't be disrespectful." Namjoon's mother warned as she turned sharply away strutting to one of the cars with the click of her heels.

"Namjoon, try to be more kind to her. She is your mother after all.", Namjoon's father added kindly.

"I'm disappointed in the both of you father", Namjoon uttered sounding disenchanted.
And he walked away leaving his father there deep in thought.

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Age: 10

Namjoon's eyes were closed shut, though not asleep as he heard his parents talking in whispered voices.

"He's asleep. It's fine.", Namjoon's mother declared.

"But still shouldn't we talk about this outside", Namjoon's father disagreed.

"I'm sure it's fine. We aren't that bad anyway", Namjoon's mother insisted.

"How is doing what we did not bad?" Namjoon's father protested.

"It's just a life sentence. It's not like they are going to die.", she shrugged speaking in an uncaring manner.

"Aren't you afraid of karma?!", he grabbed her hand harshly.

"Karma? Oh please don't get me started on that piece of bullshit. In life all you need is money", she rolled her eyes, slapping Namjoon's father's hand away.

"Do you think they will stay silent? They are innocent!", he inveighed.

"Hm? You seem to have brought up a vital point" she spoke calmly.
"No biggie, I'll ask my best friend to settle it for me."

"Your best friend?! Mrs L/N?! You! It's all because of her! You weren't like that before until...until you met that bi-!"

Placing a finger on his lips cutting him off she whispered "Shhh"

"What are you going to do?", Namjoon's father asked sounding resigned.

"That you don't have to know. Don't worry okay dear?" she smiled, her voice laced with honey.

He sighed replying "okay" acquiescing with her.

Namjoon froze. It was as if his life flashed before his eyes as his mind computed and compiled all the information that he had all received together.

His eyes darted around as feeling panicked. He suddenly felt as if he couldn't breathe, as if something was clenching around his neck choking him. He was extremely distressed as he fumbled around internally wondering what he should do. He couldn't believe it. But what they had discussed was enough for Namjoon to piece it together.

This was basically a puzzle that Namjoon definitely did not want to find out. Now that he knew what should be his next action?

He suddenly felt sorry. Feeling apologetic towards his dongsaeng Jungkook as it felt as if he is too, accountable.
Thinking it through a million times over throughout the night, he had decided to make a tough choice.

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Age: 17

It had been seven years since he found out of his parents' disgraceful sins. Much to his disenchantment, he too found out soon that Jungkook's parents had supposedly committed suicide.

Namjoon made his decision at that time at this time, he had enough money to last a lifetime. Though some of the cash was obtained through unnatural means he didn't care anymore. Being financially stable he ran away from home about a month ago. Opting to stay in this rather comfy looking and spacious apartment. There was only one of him yet there were seven extra bedrooms.
For some unknown reason when purchasing the apartment, he was so drawn to this particular flat.

Somehow he felt like those rooms would be put to some good use soon...

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Namjoon's POV
*Tick*
*Tok*
*Tick*

The sound of the clock continued to tick by as I sat by my bedroom desk.
I couldn't sleep at all.
My mind was plagued by guilt. Saying that I was culpable for leaving him there.
She was stuck in my mind. I couldn't think of anything or anyone else. It was all Y/N.

I knew what I did was for the best of the gang. But was I wrong?
Should I have prioritized...

Maybe I should have cared for my brothers' feelings more than the gang's well-being.

Did I really make a mistake?

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"Create the life you can't wait to wake up to."
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Author's note:
I'll definitely try to push the update back to normal(which is weekly) from now onwards.

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