Mrs.jeon

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YN’s POV

I was in my room, getting ready to go to the hospital, but suddenly I felt faint and nauseous. "No, not again," I thought, before everything went black.

Author’s POV

Later that night, Emma came looking for YN because she hadn’t answered her calls, and everyone was worried. As soon as Emma entered YN's apartment, she gasped at the sight of YN lying on the floor. “YN! YN!” she shouted, but there was no response. Panic set in, and she quickly called for an ambulance, rushing YN to the hospital.

YN’s POV

I woke up and groaned, “Damn it, not again! What the heck happened now? Did I lose my memory?” I teased myself, trying to lighten the situation. Then I saw Jungkook’s mother and Emma running towards me. The doctor entered with Jungkook and said, “Mrs. Jeon, congratulations, you’re pregnant!”

Confusion washed over me. Everyone seemed happy except for Jungkook and me. As they all left leaving jungkook and me alone ,I remembered he thought it was a mistake, and anger bubbled inside me. “Why did you come? Go away! It’s a mistake, you know! I’ll look after my baby on my own!” I turned away, shouting those harsh words at him.

He moved closer, sitting on the bed and taking my hand gently. “I’m sorry, YN. I don’t know; I can’t remember a single thing to give you the person you want... but I can’t leave you alone hereafter. It doesn’t matter if I remember or not. I know you’re my wife and you’re having our baby in your tummy. Let’s go to my home and live together. I guess then we can rebuild this, taking care of you so I won’t have any regrets after my memories come back.”

Yn POV

A few days later, I went to the head cardiologist with Jungkook and requested maternal leave since I was pregnant. We headed to Jungkook’s villa near my home. While sitting and scrolling through the news, I saw countless articles like: “Jungkook's wife is pregnant, but Jungkook still doesn’t have his memory! How can she be pregnant? Did she sleep with someone else?”

Anger surged through me, and I lay on the sofa. Moments later, I saw Jungkook pushing some luggage through the entrance. I asked, “What are you doing?”

“Uhmm... just some dresses and stuff you may need,” he replied sheepishly.

I nodded and followed him to his room, where we arranged everything together. That night, exhaustion hit me, and I fell asleep without eating.

Jungkook’s POV

Aishh, when did I marry an angry bird? I chuckled to myself, then went to the kitchen for some ramyeon. After eating, I scrolled through the news and saw the horrible articles about YN. Suddenly, my phone rang—it was Suga hyung.

“Hey Jungkook-ah, congratulations! But did you see the news? YN is in trouble. We should hold a press conference.”

“Yeah, hyung, thank you. I didn’t know what to do. Can you please arrange it for me?” I replied, feeling overwhelmed.

Suga agreed, and I settled in to sleep next to YN. I thought, if I’m not near her tomorrow, she might kill me.

AUTHOR’S POV

Jungkook confessed his feelings and explained his wife’s pregnancy during the press conference. It went smoothly, and YN and Jungkook’s lives continued without memories or romance. YN was now in her fourth month of pregnancy, and Jungkook accompanied her to every check-up, proving to be a good husband, even without his memories.

YN’s POV

I was feeling exhausted in that building, so I left, telling Jungkook, “I’m going out,” and wandered to a nearby park to sit alone. Suddenly, my phone rang. I answered, but it was just Jungkook’s voice saying my name before he hung up.

As I walked home, I found him sitting on the floor, tears streaming down his face. “Jungkook-ah, what happened? Why are you crying?” I rushed to him, my heart racing.

He pulled me close, making me sit on the sofa. “Sorry, YN. Sorry for making you go through this all alone. I remember you, babe.”

Hearing him call me "babe" made my heart jump. We hugged tightly, both crying in relief.

Later that night, he cooked dinner while I watched him, feeling nostalgic. He fed me, and afterward, we cuddled in bed, finally sleeping peacefully together.

As his memories returned, he treated me with extra care, making me feel like a princess. He shared the news with his parents, my family, BTS members, ARMY, and his company.

His phone buzzed non-stop, and he was busy for the next few days. “Gosh, the busy man is back!” I thought, realizing I only saw him at night and lunchtime. He rushed whenever he can to check if I was okay and sometimes even invited me to the company to keep me company. And then, the day came....