We Will Get There (V x Reader)

1: The Results

"So?!" Jihyun looked at you in sweet anticipation.

"It... it takes a minute... remember?" You frowned as you sat at the island in your new kitchen. He had bought the house for you and him right after your formal engagement, but the kitchen had always been lacking. After a year and a lot of hardships, you had needed a distraction and redoing your kitchen had been just that.

"Ah, yes, yes, of course, my love. I should remember that." He smiled and wrapped his arms around your body. You were very warm, a sign that you were already getting worked up. He worried about you.

"Yeah... we've only done this every month for the last year..." You sighed as you held the pregnancy test in front of you, shaking it like an etch-a-sketch that might show what you wanted if only you would move it in just the right way.

"And I'm just as hopeful every time! It'll happen, I am sure of it." He kissed your neck and burrowed closer to you. His positive attitude was amazing, and you were not sure how he could constantly keep it up. "And I don't want you to get upset if this doesn't turn out well. Remember that we'll just keep trying, and that we have plenty of time."

"I know, I know..." But the tears were already welling in your eyes and you closed them in response. You were normally the positive light in the relationship, but you were at your limit. The dark clouds rolled into your brain as you feared opening your eyes again. The disappointment was welling inside of you.

"Shh, shh, shh. It's going to be okay, YN. We will get there. Don't get worked up, look it's just about to change." He held you tightly. He prepared himself as well. It wasn't that he didn't get upset; he did. He just didn't react so viscerally. There was no way that he could. If he did, then no one would be able to hold the family together.

And then you looked down.

"FUCK!" You threw the test across the room and smacked your head onto the hard, marble counter top. "Fuck! I knew it! Negative! It's always negative!"

Jihyun rubbed your back as you sobbed, rubbing his own watery eyes against the soft fabric of your shirt.

"Just this time, love. We'll just try again. But we have to relax. We have to just let it happen." He whispered.

"No! Why is it so hard!? It's like a sign from God that we're not meant to be together! It's because I was your mistress and we had sex before marriage. I know it. All my sins coming to bite me in my ass!" You wept harder.

"Stop it." Jihyun held you close, scooping you into his arms. "That is enough. We are not cursed. We have to have faith. We can do it. Just believe me. We will get there. I know this."

But you couldn't stop crying. The tears flowed, just like they did every single month. And Jihyun didn't know how to stop them.