Hello......
This is my first ever ff, English is not my native language at all so if you find any kind of grammatical or spelling mistake then avoid it.
This story contains.
* manipulation.
* male dominance.
* violence.
* sexual assault 🔞
* trigger...
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The air in the room was suffocating, thick with tension. Jungkook's presence was a heavy weight that pressed down on everything around him.
Jungkook said nothing, but his eyes bore into hers with an intensity that made her stomach churn. Tears slipping one by one. Her heart pounding in her chest as she silently begged for him to say something, something that could give some hope but none came.
Ms. Eunji stood uneasily between them, feeling the oppressive silence, as though she was invisible in the storm raging between them.
Jungkook: Call the doctor.
Jungkook's voice was calm but carried a dangerous edge, his face unreadable. His eyes, however, never left Yn's trembling form. She could feel the weight of his stare like a physical pressure, drilling into her. Her heart raced, her body frozen in place, too paralyzed by fear to move. Her mind was a blur, overwhelmed by the new information. Could it be true? Could she really be pregnant?
Yn pov: No... I can't be pregnant. No...
She thought, the words echoing in her mind.
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Some time later, Yn lay on the bed, her face flushed red from crying, her body wracked with shivers. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, as if it were about to burst, while her thoughts ran in circles, spiraling into dark, terrifying possibilities. The doctor was methodically checking her with a stethoscope, but all Yn could hear was the sound of her own ragged breathing. Jungkook sat across the room on the couch, legs spread, his elbows resting on his knees, hands intertwined. He was watching her every move, his focus so intense it felt like his eyes were burning through her. Her eyes refused to meet his, instead, they darted from him to the doctor, lost in a storm of confusion and fear.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the doctor removed the stethoscope, her gaze turning to Yn. The silence between them was thick, like the calm before a storm.
Yn's heart skipped a beat. The doctor's eyes softened before she spoke, her voice laced with concern.
Dr: You're not taking good care of yourself. You're too weak.
She said gently.
Yn's breath hitched, and panic surged through her as she tried to process the words. Jungkook remained motionless, his expression unreadable. The doctor continued, trying to calm the storm within her.
Dr: I'll prescribe something to help, and in a few days, you'll feel better. But it's nothing serious. It's just food poisoning.
The words struck Yn like a thunderclap. Food poisoning? Her heart stopped for a moment, a chill running down her spine. She blinked, trying to make sense of it.
