Chapter 58

***Namjoon POV***

My alarm goes off and I remember that she is not in bed with me. I love looking at her face in the morning whilst she sleeps, her beautiful hair cascading over her sexy shoulders. If i'm lucky sometimes the covers have fallen low and if she has slept naked I can see her breasts, or just a little sexy cleavage if she is in her cami and shorts sets. The best thing though is if she has tucked the duvet in between her legs so her bare arse is out. She has a lovely juicy peach, it's what I like most on her body, that her hips and thick thighs.

I get up and go and have a freshen up in the bathroom, brush my teeth and style my hair and then grab out some clothes. Once I'm dressed and have all my stuff together I pop into the children's bedroom to kiss Jangmi because today will be another day I don't spend with her but she isn't there, neither is Aimee. Yoongi walks in to say bye to Yeong who is sleeping peacefully. He kisses his forehead and strokes his face. "Where is Jangmi?" He asks. I shrug my shoulders. Perhaps her and Aimee are in with Jimin!

Yoongi heads off downstairs, I decide to knock on Jimin's door. He shouts "come in" so I do. He is alone, getting the last of his bits together. I pop my head around the bathroom door just to be sure. She isn't in there either. "Where is Aimee?" I ask him. He looks at me and shrugs his shoulders. "The last time I saw her was last night when she was heading back to talk to you".

I go and sit on the chair he has in the corner of his room and ask "what was said between you two last night?" Jimin sits down on his bed, smacks his hands down onto his thighs and lets out a large sigh. "She told me that you had an argument over me, how you think she settled for you and really wants me. I told her I do want her and that I made a huge mistake letting her go, but she said there is no chance of us, she wants you and she needs to step away from our friendship to prove it to you. I also told her that Jungkook feels the same, he wants a relationship with her too, so she made it obvious she would have to talk to him and make it clear that isn't going to happen".

I feel a little better, but I am not sure if he is just saying this to placate me. "Ok, thanks for telling me" I say standing and heading for the door. "Namjoon, i'm sorry if I have in any way caused you to doubt her love for you. I know I can push my luck sometimes like yesterday, and I really regret my behaviour, I went too far in my teasing and crossed a line. I will remember from now on she is your wife and treat her with respect. I will tell her what a dick I was so she knows, if you are ok with me taking her off to discuss it?"

I half smile at him, but don't have the energy to talk anymore. I exit his room and head downstairs. I see her in the living room with Yoongs, she is flirting with him now too! Calling him god and throwing a cushion at him, laughing. She clearly is not bothered we haven't made up. I'm raging again. Yoongi leaves the room saying he needs the toilet before we leave and I go to look at my Daughter as she cheerfully says good morning to me. I can't. I can't do this now. My mouth doesn't work. She speaks again asking how I slept but I still ignore her.

Everyone else comes down the stairs and heads through to the kitchen, I hear Yoongi say she has made everyone breakfast. Of course she has, she needs to be in everyone's good books. She speaks again "you can't ignore me forever Namjoon, you have to talk to me eventually" she is right, but not now. The boys come out of the kitchen with their fruit and coffee and Jin asks if I am coming, I say yes and turn and leave after placing a kiss on Jangmi's cheek.

The car journey is a blur, I'm not sure what was said, I don't even know what I was thinking. When we arrive we head to the green room and put our bags down and Seijin briefs us on the day. I am to interview first with Eunjoo, the same girl that we saw yesterday. After that Yoongi and Hobi will complete their parts and whilst we are all doing that the vocal line will be working on their individual set routines.

I go next door to the filming room, Eunjoo is in there with her cameraman and her sound engineer. She is cute, I thought so yesterday and told Aimee that, but she isn't my usual type. She is slender, quite petite, probably a couple of inches shorter than my wife, has pale skin like Yoongi and long dark hair. Her eyes are green and she has puffy naturally pink lips. She was wearing trousers yesterday but today she has on a very short dress, her legs look good and she has on very high heels showing of her shapely calves and her thighs look good.

"Hi Namjoon, it's lovely to see you again. It's a shame we didn't really get to talk much yesterday, I know you and the rap line were busy. The vocal line were sweet and we got some good footage but honestly, I have been looking forward to this interview the most. You are my favourite". She says this with a flirtatious tone in her voice and the look she gives me seems like an invitation. "That's nice to hear, I don't often feel like the favourite" I reply watching her face and seeing surprise in her eyes at this comment.

"Are you ok? You look a little sad?" She asks. I don't know why but I feel myself getting emotional, I can't answer her. I leave the room and walk across the hall to another room which is used for hair and makeup on concert nights. It's not big, but has a chair in it that I sit down on and begin to cry. Everything from the last couple of days finally tipping me over the edge. She has followed me.

"Oh Namjoon, what is it? Please don't cry" she says walking towards me and wiping the tears away from my cheeks with her thumbs. She is standing in between my legs, bending toward me, searching my face to try and find out what is wrong. I can't help but feel good that she cares, but I can't tell her the truth, if it got out it would be a PR nightmare. "It's been a tough few months and I don't think I've processed it all properly" I say, hoping that will be enough.

She holds my face and looks at me, deeply in my eyes, and kisses my forehead. Her lips feel good. "You have had it tough" she says and then she kisses my cheek. "Someone should be taking better care of you" she kisses the other cheek. "I can make you feel good" she kisses me on the lips. The next couple of minutes happen so fast it feels like seconds. I kiss her back, grabbing her waist and pulling her into my body more, my hands wander up to her chest and then to her face, my fingers losing themselves in her hair. Some how she has managed to get my shorts and boxers down and is straddling me, pulling her knickers to one side and pushing my cock into her. She starts to ride me and I realise what I am doing, as I try to figure out how to stop this I see someone standing at the door "fuck Aimee".