✅(JINKOOK+TAEJIN)❤️ 2nd Book(completed)

Continuous bloody love 🔴-10.incomplete

Jin's eyelids fluttered open, a soft groan escaping his lips. The bright lights of the hospital room made him squint, his vision blurry. He blinked a few times, trying to focus on the figures hovering above him. It was the rest of BTS, their faces etched with a mixture of relief and anxious anticipation.

"Hyung!" Taehyung exclaimed, his voice filled with emotion. "You're awake!"
A chorus of relieved greetings followed, each member eager to see him conscious. Namjoon stepped forward, his expression carefully neutral. "Jin-hyung, can you hear us? Do you know who we are?"

Jin blinked again, his gaze slowly focusing on Namjoon. "Of course, I know you. You're Namjoon... my dongsaeng... our leader." His voice was raspy and weak, but the recognition was there.
A collective sigh of relief swept through the room.

"Do you remember what happened, hyung?" Hoseok asked gently, his eyes filled with concern. "Do you remember being at the studio?"

Jin frowned, his brow furrowing in confusion. "The studio? We had practice... I was struggling with that one step... the spin... then... it's all blurry." He touched the bandage on his head gingerly. "My head hurts."

Jimin stepped closer, his voice soft and hesitant. "Do you remember... the dance teacher staying behind with you?"
Jin's eyes flickered, a flicker of discomfort crossing his face. "I... I remember feeling unwell. Wanting to leave... but he insisted I stay..." He trailed off, a shadow of fear passing over his features.

Jungkook, who had been standing slightly behind the others, his expression guarded, stepped forward. "Jin-hyung," he asked, his voice carefully controlled, "do you remember... getting married?"
Jin's eyes widened in confusion.

"Married? To whom? What are you talking about, Jungkook-ah?" He looked around at the bewildered faces of his bandmates. "Did I miss something? Was there a prank I wasn't in on?"

The silence in the room was heavy, the weight of Jin's words sinking in. He didn't remember. He genuinely didn't remember the forced marriage, his obsessive feelings for Jungkook, or the events that had led to his injury.

A wave of complex emotions washed over Jungkook - relief, confusion, and a strange sense of disorientation. It seemed the doctor's prediction had come true. Jin had lost a significant portion of his recent memories. The reset button had been pressed.

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A wave of relief had washed over the BTS members, a fragile hope blooming in the sterile hospital room. Jin's confusion regarding the marriage seemed to confirm their hopes - he had indeed forgotten the tumultuous events of the recent past.

Then, Jin's gaze settled on Jungkook, a flicker of something sharp and accusatory in his eyes. "Jungkook-ah," he said, his voice stronger now, "come here."

The other members exchanged uneasy glances as Jungkook hesitantly approached Jin's bedside. They helped Jin sit up more comfortably against the pillows, and Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed facing him, a cautious anticipation in his expression.

Suddenly, Jin's hand shot out, a sharp crack echoing through the quiet room as his palm connected with Jungkook's cheek. The force of the slap made Jungkook flinch, his eyes widening in stunned disbelief. The other members gasped, their relief instantly replaced by shock and confusion.

Jin's eyes blazed with anger, his chest heaving. "Isn't it your duty to protect your husband, Jeon Jungkook?" he demanded, his voice trembling with fury. "Why did you leave me alone with that pervert dance teacher? You knew I was struggling! You knew he was making me uncomfortable! Where were you? You were supposed to be there for me! My husband!"

The silence in the room was deafening. Jungkook sat there, his cheek stinging, utterly bewildered. The others stared at Jin, their earlier hope dissolving into a fresh wave of confusion and alarm. He remembered the marriage.

He remembered Jungkook was his husband. But he didn't remember his own obsessive feelings or his actions leading up to the accident. The memory loss was selective, twisted in a way none of them had anticipated. The reset button hadn't been fully pressed, and the Jin they were facing now was filled with a righteous anger, directed squarely at his bewildered husband.

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The weight of Jin's words settled heavily in the room. He remembered the marriage, the forced union that had been born out of his obsession. But the self-awareness stopped there. The guilt, the manipulative actions, the attempted harm towards Jimin and Jungkook - those memories remained shrouded in a merciful darkness.

The BTS members exchanged somber glances, a shared understanding passing between them.

This was a cruel twist. Jin remembered being married to Jungkook, remembered expecting protection and care from his "husband," but was completely oblivious to the terror and discomfort he had inflicted upon them.

A palpable sadness filled the room. Jungkook was now bound to Jin in a way they had all hoped to avoid. Telling Jin the truth - revealing the extent of his own actions and Jungkook's desperate, reluctant agreement to the marriage - was out of the question. The doctor had explicitly warned against putting any undue pressure on Jin's recovering brain, stating that it could trigger severe and unpredictable consequences.

Jungkook sat there, his cheek still stinging, a profound weariness settling over him. He was trapped. Trapped in a marriage he never wanted, with a man who remembered the bond but not the darkness that had forged it. He would have to navigate this delicate situation, play the role of a husband to someone who, in his mind, was entitled to that care and protection, all while concealing the painful truth of their forced union and his own feelings for Jimin.

The other members watched Jungkook with a mixture of sympathy and helplessness. They knew the immense burden he now carried, the tightrope he would have to walk.

They could offer support, but ultimately, Jungkook would have to face this new reality, day by agonizing day. The hope of a quick return to normalcy had vanished, replaced by a complex and emotionally fraught path forward, dictated by the fragile state of Jin's memory and the secrets they were forced to keep.