(A/N): Oh my! I really need to update earlier, it's like crazy late! But here is another chapter for you lovelies!

Forced To Be Married
Chapter 35

Namjoon's POV:

*Wake up Namjoon! You have that interview! Hurry up. . . * Forcing every bit of my body out of bed, after a grueling night of diaper changes and bottle feedings, I sat up. "Namjoon. . . " I heard the familiar voice of my mother say.

"Eomma?" I questioned seeing her rocking Haneul in hand. *How the hell did she get in the house?!*

"Oh, don't give me that look, dear. Your father and I have a key so no intruder can take these adorable babies away without setting off the alarms!" She explained, as I grabbed my clothes for the day.

"Dad's here?" I asked, making her nod while walking out of the room with Haneul. Relaxing in the shower, I soon rushed out. Putting on fresh clothes, I quickly finished up my daily routine. Miok was still out then, making me laugh at her weird sleeping position. *She's something else.*

Making my way downstairs, I saw my father in the kitchen with my daughter. "Namjoon," he said, as I grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge.

"Hmm?"

"You did good son. . . " he smiled, rocking Areum in his arms. My mother walked over to me then caressing my cheek in her hand.

"Oh Namjoon you look so tired." She whispered, making me yawn. Trying to keep my eyes open, I leaned up against the counter.

"It's the twins." I pointed out, started to realize what the doctors were saying at the hospital. *"You will never sleep the same again. . ." They said. . . *

"It's all a part of having kids." My father commented, taking the pacifier off the counter. Looking over at the clock, I had to get going.

"Can you watch the twins?" I questioned, seeing them already watching them. "Miok started not to feel so good around five this morning. Just let her sleep."

"Don't worry Namjoon, we were planning on staying here to watch them since we're off today." My mother told me, as I nodded.

"Good luck, son." My father said, as I looked over at the two cutest babies in the world.

"Bye. . . " I walked out, grabbing my keys and sweatshirt before exiting the house. Getting in my truck I drove to Big Hit.

"Namjoon! You're late, sit I have to fix you up." A noona scolded me, as I sluggishly sat in the chair. Next to me was Jungkook who was staring at me oddly.

"What, Jungkook?!" I asked annoyed once the noona started styling my hair.

"You look like you haven't slept in days." He commented, making me stare up at the mirror. *Jungkook was right, I looked terrible.*

"The twins have been keeping us up all night." I yawned, rubbing my eyes.

"Jimin! Give that back!" V yelled feeling my head pounding. *Shut up!*

"Hey Rapmon hyung, how's the babies?" Jin asked fixing his hair in the mirror. *Jin looks good today.*

"They are fine. . . " I told him, as the noona started on the makeup to cover up the bags under my eyes.

"Namjoon can you please sit up." She asked politely, making me do so.

"Yeah, sorry." I yawned again, making Jin yawn, soon after Jungkook yawned.
*Did you yawn?*

"We have 30 minutes." A cameraman exclaimed, making the noona's rush to get my clothing. Getting dressed, they fixed my hair and makeup once more before
Pd-nim walked in.

"It's go time, boys." Pd-Nim said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Just answer honestly this time."

"Alright." I nodded, following the boys into the interview room, which was filled with lights. Taking a seat next to Jungkook, I was in the middle of everyone.  Adjusting my mic the interviewer walked in.

"Hello and welcome to K-Talk. . . " The MC said, as I introduced us before we all bowed. "Glad to see you all this morning, everything good?" He started making us all nod. "Great! So we have news that you guys have rescheduled your North America tour, any comment about that?" Fidgeting in my seat, Jin answered first.

"We had a lot going on. . . really? We are very sorry to all the fans that were excited to see us." Jin said.

"It was really because of our Hyung here." V pointed out, making me cover my face. *Thanks Taehyung.*

"Rap Monster?" The MC questioned, feeling J-hope grab my shoulders.

"He had some family problems going on." Jimin commented, making me slowly nod.

"About that, you've been seen with this girl a lot lately." The interviewer showed me a picture of Miok and I getting into my trunk at the Charity event. "Who is she really besides the fact that she is Mr. Wu's daughter, the CEO of . . . ?"

Taking a deep breath, I looked at the MC. "She's my wife. . . " I said softly, rubbing my eyes.

"You're wife?!" The MC exclaimed in shock, just as Suga spoke up.

"The wedding that the paparazzi saw was real. It's wasn't fake." He added, as I yawned.

"Whoa! You heard that first ARMY's, Namjoon is a husband. . . " The interview went on about the boys after, making me practically fall asleep during it. It was a good while later when the boys left, making me stay for an exclusive one on one interview.

"And we're back with an exclusive interview with Bangtan's leader, Rap Monster." The MC said, as I leaned back in my chair. "We found out that you were married. Can you tell us how that is going?"

"I believe it's going well. . . She is the most sweetest, kindest, loving person in my world. I don't know what I would do without her." I spilled, thinking about Miok.

"This was an arranged marriage, yes?!" The MC asked.

"Yes, it was to insure that the wealth of our families companies are secured." I spoke, yawning once more, leaving the deal out.

"You must have been surprised?"

"I was in complete shock at first, but then I got to know her and it turns out she was the one." I smiled, looking down at my ring.
"She's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"We have saw pictures of these baby carriers that Miok and you are carrying. Can you tell us anything?" The MC asked, making me look up at the camera and then him.

"We have been keeping this a secret for sometime now, but you will be seeing more of them."

"Are you implying that these are actually your babies?"

Nodding, I flashed him a big smiled. "Yes, a boy and a girl."

Staring at me in shock, the MC tightened the grip on his papers. "Oh my! Double the trouble. How did Big Hit feel?"

"They disapproved at first, but then I was having such a difficult time being away from Miok, they let me be with her." I told honestly, running my hand through my hair slowly.

"And that's why the tour got cancelled, correct?." The MC figured out as I nodded.

"The twins are sure a handful." I yawned, making the MC laugh at me.

" I bet, so what do you plan on doing now. With children in the picture."

"Try to be the best dad I can be, even when I'm on tour." I yawned, right as Pd-nim walked in.

"Right, well that's all my friends. This was K-Talk. . . " the MC, as I took a deep breath and walked over to Pd-nim.

"Here's your new contract. Take it with you, read it, and give it back to me tomorrow." He told me, slipping the contract into my hand before leaving. Waving goodbye to the boys, I tiredly walked out of the building. Getting into my truck, I drove home. . . Getting out, I noticed there was a car in the driveway I have never seen before. Quickly getting out, I walked into the house.

"Miok?!" I yelled, making her walk out from upstairs, looking at me from the balcony with a spit up rag slug over her shoulder. "Who's here?"

"It's just the pool cleaner your mother called." She told me, throwing clothes down the laundry shoot.

"Oh," I yawned, making all the fear I had vanish. Walking upstairs, I walked into Areum's bedroom. She was fast asleep with her blanket; it was pink. Placing my hand on her stomach I could feel her breathing softly.

"She missed you this morning. . . " Miok whispered, rubbing my back as I turned around to face her. Wrapping her in my arms, I looked deeply into her eyes.

"I missed her too." I smiled, before Miok let go of me walking away. Staring back to our daughter, I brushed her face lightly. "My beautiful butterfly." I said in english, noticing she was smiling slightly. "I love you."  Feeling my eye start to water up, I remember the contract that Pd-nim gave me. Taking it out of my pocket, I sat down in the chair in the room.

"The company had arranged the following for Kim Namjoon. You will be fully committed to Big Hit in exactly 1 month. . . " I read seeing Miok, leaning again the door way.

"So your leaving again?" She asked, not looking at me. "How long. . . ?"

"I don't know." I said, reading the contract even more. "It says I still get to see you though."

"That's good so maybe not long then. . . " She smiled, walking over to me.

Miok's POV:

Namjoon stood up, leaving the contract on the chair before grabbing my waist lightly. "Let me go, I smell like baby spit up." I whined trying to get out of his grip.

"Then go take a shower." He winked, making me roll my eyes. *I would if you let me go.*

"I will, but your not joining." I assured him seeing his smile fade.

"Why not. . . It's been awhile." He smirked, bringing his face down to mine, feeling his breath on my lips.

"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not in the mood." I smirked at him.

"Maybe I can change your mind." He whispered, his lips lingering around mine, right as I pushed him away.

"I can't. . . " I said walking out leaving Namjoon with a blank expression on his face. Quickly going into the bathroom, I stripped down to take a shower. *He will run if he see's this body!.* I traced my fingers a crossed the large stretch marks. Getting out I felt better, but only to some extent. My body felt like it was giving up on me, only because I was exhausted. Putting on a robe after getting dressed, I noticed my eyes had giant red bags under them.

"Are you okay in there?" Namjoon's low voiced asked. Startled,
I slowly opened the door to come face to face with him.

"I hate this. . . " I mumbled, feeling my face heat up. Namjoon instantly wrapped his arms around me as I sobbed into his chest. "I hate this . . . "

"Shh, Miok we will get through this." Namjoon whispered rubbing my back.

"Namjoon, were unfit parents! Look at us! I'm almost 19! I shouldn't be a mom." I cried, before thinking about the twins. "But I do love my babies."

"I'm here, Miok. We're in this together." Namjoon smiled tilting my head up. Giving me a quick kiss, I relaxed into him.  *But for how long will you be here,  Namjoon. . . How long before you leave us?*

(A/N): Tension is raising! Oh, no. . . Hope you liked the chapter! Till next time stay unique to you and don't let anyone tell you differently! -JiminsJxms

J-hope is my hope:)

Oh, one more thing. . .

I'm sorry, I had too!
Love ya Army's! -JiminsJxms