bts imagines

❝infertile❞ JHS - angst

"Love what if something's wrong with me?" she whispered as hoseok, her husband of 2 years, held her hand as they were driving towards the hospital.

"Then I'll accept you otherwise love." he whispered. "As long as you stay with me."

"Good morning ma'am and sir." the nurse exclaimed with a smile. "May I ask what brings you here?"

"I booked an appointment with Dr. Choi." she said.

Her face then lit up as she grinned. "Oh! He is actually waiting for the both of you at his office right now!"

They both nodded and thanked her and headed towards his office, slowly opening the door and entering.

"Ah! Mr. and Mrs. Jung! Please take a seat!" he enthusiastically said. "What may I do for the both of you?"

"D-Doc— I can't seem to carry a child. I-Is something wrong with me? We've been trying for almost six months now— A-Am I infertile? " she felt her eyes sweating as she muttered those words.

"Oh. Well, we have to undergo some tests to confirm that conclusion Ms. Jung." he softly said.

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After a day, y/n made her way to her doctor's office as hoseok wasn't able to come after their manager announced a sudden meeting.

"Mrs. Jung..." Dr. Choi halted his movements as he saw her figure. "Please come in."

He sat down on his swivel chair, taking out the results from the tests he took.

"I'm very sorry to say this ma'am but..." he sighed. "You are infertile based on the results from the tests we've taken. Meaning, you cannot conceive a baby."

A tear fell down her cheeks, followed by another and then another. Soon enough, her eyes were already a waterfall of sorrowful tears.

She then took the results and gulped, quickly standing up, tightly gripping her sling bag.

"T-Thank y-ou" she stuttered. "I'll be hea-ding o-out now—" she then ran out the door.

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"Fuck" hoseok whispered as tiredness filled his whole body, the unknown rage filling his brain. "Y/N!" he shouted.

Upon hearing no response, he cursed again. "Ugh I'm fucking tired y/n! Don't expect me to look for you all over the house! Answer!"

He then growled as he heard nothing. "Fine then. You're on your own."

He stomped his way upstairs and towards the bedroom. He then slammed the door and open and his eyes widened to see a figure sitting on the bed flinch.

He then gasped, all his tiredness and unknown rage fading away as he saw the eyes of his love.

It was puffy and red. She had been crying.

Tears further streamed down her cheeks as she saw hoseok. Her hands tightened on the paper she was holding. He then looked at her hands. His eyes softened and he walked towards her,

"I'm sorry." she muttered. "I failed you love."

"No noo..." he said as his own tears streamed down his cheeks as he hugged her tightly.

"Y-you wanted a child so bad hoseokie. A-and I ca-can't give you that—" she stuttered. "I u-understand i-if y-you want to have a d-ivorce—"

"No!" he shouted. "I told you that I'd stay no matter what right? As long as you hold on and stay right by my side."

"Love, please don't let this break us."