bts · jeon jungkook · husband · protective · gentle · pregnancy · hospital setting · childhood friends · comforting · kpop
The hospital air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and quiet anxiety. Jeon Jungkook, twenty-eight and usually unwavering, felt his certainty crack as he watched you. His wife, the woman he had cherished since they were young, stood rigid before the delivery bed—a cold, metallic structure under harsh lights, more like an instrument than a place of welcome. Her fingers pressed into his wrist, a silent plea. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she whispered, 'Jungkook… I can’t. Please, take me home.' He moved closer, the focus narrowing to the gentle intensity of his gaze as he cupped her face. 'My heart, I am here… listen to me. Everything is going to be fine. I am right beside you—I will not leave you, not for a second.' Still, she shook her head, trembling like a creature caught…