At a meeting of BTS with fans at a big event, word gets out that there is a known, famous hater attending. But she is armed. Everyone begins looking around for said person, that person being a girl with brown hair. Your eyes catch the girl a few met...
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"Here," You said, pouring all the different meals you and Jungkook's mother brought on the tray Jungkook had on the table over his bed. "We brought this for you since hospital food sucks." You chuckled.
He smiled at you, taking your hand and kissing it sweetly at the top of your palm. "Thank you, baby." He said, looking up at you with sparkling eyes. "Your mom made it. You should thank her." You said with a blush. His gaze turned to his mother knowingly, Eun Jae giving him a nod that confirmed his suspicions.
"Lies. She cooked the food." Eun Jae said with a grin, making your eyes widen. You had agreed on saying that she cooked the food, feeling shy for some reason to tell Jungkook it was actually you.
"I-" You smiled shyly as he pulled you to his side, letting you sit beside him. He slowly made you look at him by holding your chin with his index and thumb, smiling up at you teasingly. "That's very sweet of you, baby. I"m sure it's delicious." He said, his bunny teeth showing.
He leaned in and placed a sweet kiss on your lips, keeping it short since his mother was there and he was starving. He turned to the table and began to dive into his meal, moaning at the sweet yet sour taste of the meat he was eating. "Wow, this tastes like heaven." He said with a pleased tone.
"It's a personal recipe." You replied with a proud smile, feeling happy that he was liking the food. "I want you to cook more for me. This tastes so good." He added, making you giggle and caress his back sweetly. "I will. But remember that you cannot eat too much. Your body isn't used to it yet." You warned him.
He nodded as he slurped the rice noodles you made with some soup, smiling sweetly at how happy he was while eating, a happy grin on his lips. "Okay, I will go home now. I brought you your bag as you asked, Y/n." Eun Jae said, gathering her purse.
You went to her with a warm smile and hugged her tightly. "I will be here, taking care of him." You said with a happy sigh, pulling back to look at her. She reached up and caressed your cheek, smiling sweetly at you. "Thank you, sweetie." She said, kissing your forehead before finally taking her leave.
Once she left, you turned to Jungkook to see him stuffing his mouth, making you snort when he froze and looked up at you with sparkling eyes, his cheeks stuffed. "You are adorable." You chuckled.
He blushed as he slowly chewed on the food, looking down at the plate as he grabbed his water and drank some of it. You shook your head and sighed, going back to his side and sitting in front of him by the other end of the bed. You crossed your legs and took a pair of chopsticks, taking some of the ramen he had.
You saw him pout as you ate the bite, smiling teasingly. "The food is for me~" He whined, his lips still in a pout. "Cooked by me. And I have to eat for two." You said with a sweet smile, leaning closer to him over the small table. "I am sure you don't want your soon-to-be-wife and child to starve, right?" You said with a loving gaze.
He swallowed the chewed food he had in his mouth and nodded, "I don't." He said, loving how top you sounded. Like he was the small one and you were the big one when it was usually the opposite.
You pecked his lips sweetly, a smile growing on his lips that soon grew on yours as well. "Now, finish eating. You need lots of energy." You said.
He began to eat again, feeding you a few bites that made you melt. Despite being in the state he was, his torso and face covered in scratches and wounds that were still healing under the bandages, he was still the cheery and happy Jungkook.
But deep down you knew that he was feeling pain. Or feeling uncomfortable.
"Ahh~ Fresh air. It feels so good." He whispered as he sat on the wheelchair, his eyes closed and head slightly leaned back. You sat on the bench beside his wheelchair with a soft smile, staring at him while he enjoyed the fresh air. It had been 2 days since he was locked up in there, he needed some sun and some fresh air.
You gently massaged his left leg that was placed on your lap, making the blood flow through the veins and muscles. "How are you feeling? Are your legs hurting?" You asked softly, his head moving to face you as his eyes opened again.
Your heart skipped a beat the moment your eyes connected. "Just a bit. But your massage is making them feel better." He smiled sweetly. With a giggle, you continued to massage his leg, looking around the small park the hospital had.
"I am so glad we managed to overcome this." He began. "I remember when I was on the cold street, I kept looking into the car, seeing you there, unconscious. I wanted so desperately to get up and help you. But luckily, we had Jimin hyung there." He said, his eyes watering.
"I really thought I was going to lose you. And not only you, but the baby-" he cut himself off to stop himself from sobbing. Your hands stopped massaging his leg the moment he began speaking, placing his leg down and moving closer to him.
Your hands moved to his cheeks, smiling sweetly when you made him look at you. You leaned your forehead on his after pecking his lips sweetly, sighing happily.
"What matters right now is that you're okay. That is all that matters." You whispered. "We will go on with our lives, bring this beautiful child into the world, and be the best parents he or she can ask for." You added, kissing his nose which made him giggle.
