SKYLIGHT [Completed] ✅

Chapter 16

Namjoon's POV

"Yes! It's really happening! Jiminie! Get that sweet ass here! Look!" I squeal in delight, watching the screen of my laptop. Jimin enters the suite and places himself on my lap. I stroke his back slowly, hugging him to my chest as we watch.

"What the hell! No fucking way!" I scream in frustration. "What the fuck just happened?" I'm so confused and irritated right now.

Jimin laughs lightly, placing a soft kiss to my lips. "Joonie, pay attention to what they're saying then you will understand. I look at him with daggers but quieten down and listen attentively.

Oh no! Everything is ruined! Fuck!

End of  Namjoon POV

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Seokjin POV

When Jungkook grabbed me, I knew I needed his firm lips against mine. His hands roaming all over my body, seeking purchase. He carried me to my bed, without breaking the kiss, locked onto my mouth. I moaned deeply as he intensified the kiss.

I found my addled brain comparing his kiss to that of Namjoon's and noted the vast difference. Where as both kisses were full of need and want, this kiss, was full of love. I felt it. This deep, emotional bond with Jungkook that keeps drawing me to him. It's simply, love.

Yes, Namjoon and I do share a love but it's vastly different from what I'm feeling right now. It's made me realise the many levels and depth that love can behold. Yes, I love my husband. We've conquered many things together because we've had a strong sense of love and passion in our lives. Our baby, Sangook, he's our precious blessing that keeps us glued together.

I don't know how I can ever live without him. Jungkook noticed how distracted I was and stopped kissing me. I looked away embarrassed.

"What's wrong baby?" He caressed my cheek lovingly. "You know you can tell me anything," he said, gazing into my eyes adoringly.

"I can't do this Kookie. I'm sorry. As much as I want you to make love to me, I can't betray my husband and our child."

He looks down, tracing small circles on the inside of my palm. "I know hyung. I have been struggling with the same things these past few days. I will never come between you and your husband. And I can never hurt Sangook like that either. Imagine when he grows up and finds out that I was the cause for his parents to break up, he would hate me. I don't think I would be able to handle that hate."

"Kookie-ah, when did you get so mature?" I laugh lightly.

"I can be many things hyung, but I can never be a home-wrecker. Maybe, if things were different, I would have been the one that you ended up with, but the truth is, I've never considered myself worthy of you. You're magnificent and I, I'm just a ......"

I place my hands on his lips to silence him. "Don't you dare complete that sentence Jeon Jungkook! If you value your life and recall the slap you got for saying it before, you won't repeat it!"

He smiled softly, placing tiny kisses to my fingertips. "I'm sorry hyung, I won't say it. But you know how I feel. I love you hyung. I always have and I always will. I'll keep these beautiful memories close to my heart, the ones I've made with you throughout the years. They're the most precious pictures I've ever taken and they're all tucked away in my heart."

He slides a finger behind my ear, smoothing my hair softly. I lean in to his chest and rest there for a while.

"Kookie, do you want to join me at the shelter tonight? I want to go down and help serve the supper. I haven't done it in a long time and I miss being a part of doing my bit for those less fortunate."

"I would love to hyung. Can we go to the apartment afterwards? I need to pack a few things before I leave. "

"Of course Kookie. I will be glad to help you."

He kissed my lips softly, chastely and we got up to leave.

"I love you Jungkook. Don't ever forget that. No matter where you will be in this world, you will always live in my heart."

He teared up at that and I rushed to wipe his cheeks but he stopped me.

"No hyung, leave them. I need to feel these tears. They are my companions and they need me too. Whenever, I think of you, they join me so easily. They know how much I need them since I don't have you."

My heart twists in my chest. I wish I could ease his suffering but I'm impotent in my priorities.

"I love you my beautiful hyung. Always and forever."

End of  Seokjin's POV

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Namjoon's POV

I had installed a pinhole camera on the frame of our wedding picture. I had angled it so that it captured the view from the door to the bed. I had even installed one in the guest bedroom that Jungkook was currently occupying, for good measure but what I was seeing now, listening to now, made me want to throw up in my mouth.

I was the lowest form of a human being. I didn't deserve Jin and Sangook. What the hell was I thinking? Here I was, off having an affair with Jimin, granted, we are in love and have been for years even before I met Jin, but it cannot compare to this selfless act that I've just witnessed.

He's prepared to sacrifice his love for Jungkook, for me and our child and what am I doing, waiting for him to slip up and destroy our lives? I don't deserve him. And yet, I think on all we've been through together through the years. We've been happy. It wasn't faked. He's been the perfect partner for me.

We both took on the roles in our marriage and he held us together. He never once complained. He took care of our home and our child with so much love. He's kept my respect in society by being the dutiful partner he is and made our home a happy place, a place that I look forward to coming to everyday.

Jin is so handsome. I've always been amazed at how well put together he is. But I've been a poor example of a husband. I've never once considered what he wants to do in life. I've never asked him what his hopes and dreams are. I just assumed he was happy because he behaved as such. I'm an awful person.

As I listen to him speak of the shelter he wants to visit, I think on a time when he did mention it to me but I had just brushed it aside and told him to write a cheque for them. I've never known his passions. I'm an asshole. He even left his own company that he had built to marry me and settle into a life of domesticity and here I was, in the arms of another man.

I gently moved Jimin off my lap and woke up. I began to pace the room in earnest.

"Jimin....we need to talk."

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