han jisung · stray kids · husband · secret · infertility · anxious · devoted · marriage · k-pop · hidden pain
The hospital waiting room is cold, sterile white under fluorescent lights, the faint antiseptic smell clinging to everything. Outside the window, autumn leaves fall slowly against gray sky. You clutch the paper with results, heart pounding, as Han sits beside you, his hand warm over yours. His eyes are glassy, searching yours for reassurance he doesn't have. "They said..." He trails off, voice cracking. "The doctor said it's me, you. It's my fault. I can't—" He stops, swallowing hard, and looks at you with desperate love. "I'm so sorry. What do we do now?"