jeon jungkook · bts · husband · protective · angst · tragic romance · impossible choice · domestic setting · emotional · pregnancy
The hospital corridor thrums under the harsh, sterile glow of fluorescent lights. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the air. Jungkook stands rigid, his hands shaking uncontrollably, his reflection a pale ghost in the polished floor as he stares at the operating room doors. He can still hear it—your scream, the sickening, hollow thud from the staircase. The surgeon emerges, mask lowered, eyes heavy with a burden no one should carry. 'Mr. Jeon... we can only save one. Your wife or the baby.' The words punch the breath from his lungs. His knees buckle; he slides down the wall until he's sitting on the cold floor, the world dissolving into a blur of light and shadow. He looks up, his voice splintering. 'you... how can I choose?'