Y/N stirred awake, her eyelids heavy, the sterile scent of antiseptic clinging to the air. A faint beeping echoed in the quiet room, steady and calm. Blinking away the haze, she slowly became aware of her surroundings—white sheets tucked neatly around her, the dull ache in her limbs, and the tight pull of bandages on her legs.
Pain registered, but it wasn't sharp—just enough to remind her that something had happened. Something bad.
She turned her head slightly and froze.
There, beside her bed, slumped on the bed with his head tilted to the side, was Jungkook.
He was either sleeping or unconscious, his body limp, his face pale. His shirt was slightly soaked, dark strands of hair clinging to his forehead. He looked exhausted—sick, even.
Her heart skipped.
Y/N: Jungkook...?
Y/N's breath caught as the memory of last night crashed into her like a wave—heavy footsteps, a man in her house, the sheer terror that had gripped her chest, and then… nothing.
Her fingers curled tightly into the sheet.
Y/N: Did Jungkook… save me? (she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible) But how did he even know…?
Her gaze drifted back to him. He was sweating, his skin visibly flushed.
Y/N: Is he sleeping? Or—
Y/N didn't finish the thought. She carefully slid down from the bed, wincing as pain shot up her legs. Gritting her teeth, she pushed through it, making her way to him slowly. Her hospital gown brushed softly against her ankles as she leaned down.
There was an IV drip connected to his arm.
Y/N: Jungkook, (she called softly, touching his shoulder) wake up.
*No response*
Her hand moved to his forehead, and alarm rushed through her veins. He was burning up. Without wasting another second, she reached for the call button and pressed it urgently. A red light blinked above her head, and within moments, a nurse entered the room.
Y/N: He's burning up. He's burning—please check him.
The nurse immediately moved to Jungkook's side, checking his vitals, adjusting the IV, and noting the flush on his face.
Y/N: What happened to him? (her voice trembling) Is he hurt?
???: (nurse offered a gentle look) He's the one who brought you in last night. He collapsed shortly after from blood loss. He had a wound—looked like something sharp fell on his back leaving a deep cut.
Y/N's lips parted in disbelief. Her chest tightened.
Y/N: Is he going to be okay?
???: (nurse nodded reassuringly) Yes. His temperature spiked a bit due to the wound and the stress, but he's stable now. He just needs rest. He really pushed himself.
Y/N swallowed hard, feeling bad for him.
After the nurse left, she sat back down on her bed, picked up her phone. She quickly dialed.
Y/N: Jimin? Come to the hospital. Please.
She ended the call and sat quietly, her eyes never leaving Jungkook's face.
Y/N: He saved me. He bled for me. He almost collapsed completely just to make sure I made it here alive. What was he thinking? Why he did that? Jungkook why are you so complicated to understand?
Tears threatened behind her eyes, but she blinked them back. She returned to her bed, casting another worried glance at Jungkook.
Minutes passed like hours.
And then, finally, he stirred.
His eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first, then settling on her. A flicker of recognition Or relief.
Y/N: You're awake… (softly, voice barely above a whisper) Are you okay?
He gave a small nod but didn't speak. His hand moved toward the water on the side table with difficulty.
Y/N: Don't move, (reaching for it herself). Let me help.
Jungkook: But your legs— (he protested)
Y/N: I'm okay, (interrupted gently)
Again, he nodded silently.
She brought the glass to him, holding it as he drank slowly. When he leaned back, she asked the question that had been burning in her chest.
Y/N: Why did you save me?
Jungkook's eyes flickered, hurt flashing across them before he looked away. The silence between them deepened. He hadn't expected that.
Jungkook's thought: Not a thank you. Just... why?
Before he could say anything, the door burst open.
Jimin rushed in, followed by V, Jennie, Jin, Suga and J hope.
V: Y/N! (rushed to her side, wrapping her in a gentle hug)
Jungkook lay still in his hospital bed, his gaze fixed on Y/N. He hadn't missed the way V wrapped his arms around her, holding her just a little too long, just a little too tightly.
Jungkook's mind: (clenched his jaw) First Jimin, now V… Do friends really hug each other like that?
Jungkook let out a sharp, annoyed ahem, drawing a few confused glances. But no one said anything.
Jimin finally broke the silence. His voice was hard, edged with worry.
Jimin: What happened, Y/N? Why are you in the hospital like this? (then, without hesitation, he added) Did Jungkook do this to you?
Both Jin and Jungkook turned toward him, disbelief written across their faces.
Jin: Seriously? (scoffed) Now anything that happens to Y/N is going to be Jungkook's fault?
Jungkook: (sat up slightly, glaring at Jimin) If I wanted to hurt her, she wouldn't be standing here right now.
The room froze.
Suga:(stepped forward, eyes narrowing) What the hell do you mean by that? You trying to say you'd kill her?"
Jungkook: (voice was cold) Yeah. If I had to.
Silence dropped like a stone.
Jungkook hadn't meant to say it like that. It was visible on his face. He was angry, frustrated—and hurt. Hurt that she hadn't even thanked him. Not even once.
Y/N's eyes met his, steady and sharp.
Y/N: Do you think I'm scared of you killing me? (she said coolly) It's not that easy. You couldn't even touch me.
Jungkook: (proud) I already did.
Y/N: You—
Jennie: (eyes widened) Please, stop—Y/N, don't say that. (she whispered, trying to ease the storm, reminding Y/N Jungkook is not the same anymore)
*Jungkook said those harsh things beacuse he was angry at Jimin which made Y/N angry. Then Y/N also didn't hold back. Both Y/N and Jungkook didn't mean to hurt eachother but still they did*
Y/N turned away from Jungkook and looked at Jimin.
Y/N: There was a man in my garden. He broke in… and then there was fire. I passed out. When I opened my eyes, I was here.
Everyone turned to Jungkook.
J-Hope: (asked calmly) Jungkook… what's your side?
Jungkook: (hesitated) I… I came to talk to Y/N. About Mr. Xin.
Suga: (narrowed his eyes) Mr. Xin?
Jungkook: (nodded) She shouldn't be involved with him. He's dangerous. I didn't want her to get dragged into his mess.
Suga: So did you talk to her? (his voice sharp)
Jungkook: (his frustration rose) I was waiting for her to come home. I must've fallen asleep in my car. Then I heard an explosion. I saw the fire and ran in. I barely got her out alive. (his eyes pointing at Y/N) You should thank me. I'm the reason you're still breathing.
Suga: (eyes widened) There was… an explosion? (his face dropped in horror) The certificate.
Everyone froze.
V quickly glanced at Suga, giving him a warning look.
Y/N: (whispered) It's gone (slowly shook her head, eyes collided with Suga)
Jungkook observed them carefully. Something wasn't right.
Jungkook's mind: Whatever this certificate was, it clearly meant everything to them—and for some reason, I suspected I am also involved.
Jin: (noticed Jungkook's suspicious expression and stepped in) Jungkook, do you need something?
Jungkook's mind: (shook his head, eyes still scanning their faces) They're hiding something from me.
Just then, RM and Sunghoon entered. Sunghoon rushed straight to Jungkook and threw his arms around him.
Sunghoon: Oh, my poor brother! What have you done to yourself?
Jungkook: (winced in pain and immediately shoved him off) Get off me, (he hissed)
Sunghoon leaned in and whispered something in his ear. No one heard it, but Jungkook's eyes narrowed.
J-Hope: (pulled Sunghoon back) He's injured. Don't hug him like that.
Sunghoon: Sorry, sorry, (said with a playful smile) I was just worried.
Jungkook gave him a cold, mocking smile.
RM: (stepped closer) Are you okay, Jungkook?
Jungkook didn't answer. His eyes met Y/N's.
First she looked worried….concerned then~~
Y/N: (turned to Jimin) I want to change rooms.
Jennie: (looked at her, confused) Why? Is something making you uncomfortable?
Jungkook's heart dropped. He immediately knew—she didn't want to be around him.
Without a word, he stood up, yanking the IV out of his arm. Blood trickled down, staining his hospital gown.
Jin: Jungkook! (shouted) What the hell are you doing?
Jungkook: (stared at Y/N with a bitter expression) Someone's presence is suffocating me.
Jennie: (stepped forward quickly) No, Jungkook. That's not what Y/N meant—she didn't say it's because of you—
Jungkook: I don't care what she meant. I'm going because I'm fine. (Jungkook snapped) I don't want to stay here.
Without another word, he stormed out of the room, ignoring the blood, ignoring them. He didn't want their explanations. Jin, RM and others followed him, concern etched on their faces.
Sunghoon: (smiled at Y/N) Please don't mind him. He's just angry. (walked out to join others)
Back in the now-quiet room, Jennie turned to Y/N.
Jennie: Why'd you say that? (she asked softly) Why ask to change rooms?
Y/N's eyes welled with unshed tears, her voice low.
Y/N: The certificate is gone. I have nothing to prove to him anymore. So what's the point in staying close? (walked toward the window).
Jimin: (stepped closer) Wasn't it in the safe? Maybe it survived—maybe we can find it—
Y/N: (shook her head) I took it out.
Suga: (crossed his arms, thinking) Even so, Y/N, you shouldn't be cold with him, stay close to him. We'll find another way. There are other ways to bring his memories back. And Jimin you. Why you blamed Jungkook?
Jimin: (ashamed) I lost my cool earlier. I shouldn't have blamed him. That won't happen again. I'm sorry. But you noticed that Jungkook was determined to prove he didn't hurt Y/N, and when he mentioned hurting her, I'm sure he didn't mean it that way.
V: (nodded) Yeah. What matters now is… how do we fix things with Jungkook?
Y/N turned her eyes to the window, the sky outside painted with the soft light of sunset. She took a deep breath.
Y/N: I'm sorry too. I made him angry. I was just… hopeless because of the certificate. But I won't give up. I can't give up—not until Jungkook remembers who he really is. (turned back to them) Leave it to me. I'll talk to him. I just hope… somewhere inside him, he still wants me.
After recovering from injuries:
Jungkook's office:
The office was silent, Jungkook sat behind his desk, head lowered, going through some files. Sunghoon came in handing him the wedding certificate. Jungkook grabbed it carefully, eyes fixed on the wedding certificate in his hands. The paper was slightly crumpled now, the edges soft from being gripped too tightly. His photo stared back at him—He didn't remember the ceremony. The kiss. Nothing.
Sunghoon stood nearby, watching quietly.
Jungkook: Did you see it? (voice low and tight)
Sunghoon: A little. (smile was faint, unreadable)
Jungkook: (traced the curve of his signature with his thumb) Is this… me? This can't be real.
But it was. It looked too official to be fake. His name. His photo. Y/N's name.
Sunghoon: (gaze flickered) Do you want me to verify it? I can go to the venue listed and confirm.
Jungkook: (hesitated) It doesn't seem fake to me.
Sunghoon: Still… Just in case.
Jungkook: Fine. Go. But don't tell anyone else about this.
Sunghoon: (gave a short nod) I won't. (And with that, he left)
A knock interrupted Jungkook's spinning thoughts.
Rose: (entered quietly) Miss Y/N is here to see you, sir.
Jungkook: (didn't even look up) Let her in. Sunghoon, go.
Outside, in the hallway, Sunghoon crossed paths with Y/N.
Sunghoon: Sister-in-law, (greeted casually) Jungkook's in a decent mood. The certificate was with Jungkook. I got it from his car.
Y/N: (brows lifted slightly) Did he see it?
Sunghoon: Yeah.
Y/N: What was his reaction?
Sunghoon: (paused, then said simply) He wants to know more.
Y/N: Okay, (nodded) But who else knows?
Sunghoon: No one. The Hyungs don't know Jungkook's seen it, and he plans to keep it that way. You should also not talk about it for now. I've got to go. Take care.
Y/N watched him disappear down the corridor. Her heart pounded—half in hope, half in fear.
Inside, Jungkook looked up as Y/N entered.
Jungkook: Come. Sit here, (he said without emotion, gesturing to the seat across from him)
Y/N: (she sat,folding her hands in her lap) I want to talk.
He sighed and rose from his chair, walking around the desk to sit in front of her. His eyes locked onto hers, unreadable.
Jungkook: Say it. I'm listening.
Y/N: (hesitated, then spoke) I want to apologize for how I behaved at the hospital. I was in pain. Irritated. I said things I didn't mean.
Jungkook: You don't need to apologize, (said softly) I wasn't exactly kind either.
A brief silence. The distance between them felt charged.
Y/N: Thank you… for saving me the other day, (she added)
He gave a small nod.
Something about him was different now. His tone. His expression. As if the wedding certificate had dug him into a place he didn't know existed.
Y/N: (leaned forward) The man who attacked me… he was working for Mr. Xin, wasn't he?
Jungkook: (jaw tightened) Yeah. It's clear he wants to send you to hell.
Y/N: (trembled slightly) What do I do now?
Jungkook: (didn't look away) I'll protect you. Since I got you into this mess.
Y/N: (her eyes searched his) You can't always protect me.
Jungkook: (he didn't blink) Then marry me.
The room fell into a stunned silence.
Y/N: What…?
Jungkook: Our deal—for the warehouse—lasts one year, (Jungkook explained) So stay with me for one year. After that, we'll divorce. Walk away with nothing tying us together. By then, I'll handle Mr. Xin. He won't touch you if you're my wife.
Y/N: (stared at him, stunned by the cold logic) It doesn't feel right.
Jungkook: (tone sharpened) Do you want to live or not?
She was quiet for a long moment. Her gaze fell to her hands. She thought of the certificate. Of the missing memories. Of the man in front of her who might once have loved her—but didn't remember.
Maybe, she thought, this is my only chance. Maybe… through this marriage, he'll find his way back to me.
Y/N: I'm surprised (she said finally, voice low) You're bold.
Jungkook: Desperate, (he corrected)
Y/N: (gave a short nod) Fine. But keep it private. Simple. Make it part of the deal.
Y/N: Fine.
She stood and turned to leave. But before she reached the door, Jungkook's voice stopped her.
Jungkook: (to himself) If I really am your husband… things are going to get complicated. Maybe Mr. Xin isn't your biggest threat, (Jungkook muttered) If my Hyungs find out about certificate… they might become the real danger. (lost in his thoughts, not realising Y/N also heard him)
She glanced back at him, eyes soft but wary. Y/N's breath caught in her throat— She just left the room, the echo of her heels fading into the silence he had to sit alone with.