His Military Wife - Jimin X Reader

Hospitals Are For Healing

JIMIN POV

"Y/N is in the hospital because of you!"

The words were ringing in Jimin's ears again and again. He had been ignoring Y/N's calls because he was hurt that all BTS knew his wife was pregnant and that he had to hear it from Hoseok and Namjoon and not his wife, and when he questioned her about it, she didn't say anything, and so he began ignoring her, too pissed to say anything.

"Jimin, you, okay?"

Taehyung came over, patting his back.

"I need to go to the hospital."

"What?! Why?! Are you hurt?!"

"No, but Y/N is. Jungkook just called me."

Jimin immediately tracked down his commanding officer.

"Sir, I need to leave NOW."

"Why?"

"My wife is pregnant with twins and had an accident. I need to be with her."

"Do you know where she is?"

"Seoul Hospital"

"Okay, follow me."

Jimin followed his commanding officer outside to a vehicle, and they both climbed in.

You're such a failure, Jimin! Your pregnant wife! How could you treat your wife that way?

It felt like an eternity of Jimin yelling at himself internally before they arrived at the hospital. He immediately walked in to check the nurse's station.

"Hi, I'm looking for my wife, Park Y/N. She was just brought through your E.R."

"Please follow me."

He followed the nurse leaving the commanding officer in the waiting room. He was left outside her room, and all he could think about was how much of a jerk he had been to her. He finally opened the door and saw Jungkook sitting in the corner of the room while Y/N was lying on the bed, her eyes closed. Tubes and Iv's were connected to her all over. A feeding tube up her nose. Jungkook sat up when he walked into the room.

"Hyung, what are you doing here?"

"I need to see my girl."

"She's been unconscious for a while. She's about 20 pounds underweight and very dehydrated. Earlier, they were afraid they would lose one of the twins, but it seems he's okay."

"He?"

"You're having twin boys, Hyung."

Jimin pulled a chair to sit beside Y/N as he let tears fall down his face. He knew this was his fault. If he hadn't been such a jerk, then maybe she wouldn't be here right now.

Y/N, please wake up. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

Jimin placed his head against her body and began sobbing.

Jungkook went home that evening, knowing Jimin wouldn't leave her side. Jimin woke up the next morning to someone running a hand through his hair. He turned his head to see Y/N awake and playing with his hair. He shot up and immediately pulled her into a hug.

"Oh my gosh, Y/N, I'm so sorry. I'm so s-sorry!"

He sobbed into her shoulder as he held her tightly to his body.

Y/N POV

You woke up to something soft against your hand. You looked down and saw your husband sleeping beside you. You began crying, seeing him beside you and brushing your fingers through his black hair. It was moments later he was awake and telling you he was sorry. All the moments you thought of being angry at him disappeared. He looked at you with eyes of sorrow.

"What are you doing here?"

"Jungkook called, and I came as quick as I could."

"You didn't have to come. It was nothing serious."

You felt a bit of your anger return as you remembered why you were in the hospital, but you didn't want to start fighting with Jimin when he showed up.

"Nothing serious? Y/N, you're pregnant and in the hospital for lack of nourishment. That's serious."

"I-I"

Realizing what you were doing to your babies hit you like a ton of bricks, realizing that you had been hurting your babies.

"I'm sorry for not talking to you. I was just hurt and confused about why you wouldn't say anything about our babies to me, especially before I left. It hurt to know that all the BTS boys knew before I did."

You looked him in the eyes as tears started flowing down his cheeks. You felt a rush of guilt rush through you.

"What hurts me more is that you've done this to you and our babies."

You began crying, hurting by your own words and actions done to yourself and Jimin. You cupped his cheeks in your hands, mindful of the tubs connected to you. He watched your actions, and you pulled softly, bringing you closer to him. He stood as you softly pulled on him, placing his lips on yours, carefully avoiding the feeding tube up your nose.

His plump lips moved gently against yours, and he showed you affection for the first time in 3 months. He pulled away, resting his forehead against yours, tears still coming down his cheeks.

"I need to make a call."

He said, pulling away from you. He walked out of the room leaving you with mixed emotions. You had learned about your sons, and it took everything inside of you not to beat yourself up emotionally for being such a careless mother. You looked at your belly with your sons caressing it softly.

Mommy is so sorry; I love my boys, and we will do better for daddy.