Jeon Jungkook⁷

The last few years had been the best of your life. You married Jungkook after a two-year relationship, hoping to build a large family. He planned everything; he wanted many children because he adored them. You did too, and you were thrilled at the idea of ​​having a child with the man you loved. You tried again and again, without success, and then you realized something was wrong. But you weren't prepared when you received the news that you were infertile. Jungkook was disappointed, but he didn't show it. He tried different ways to conceive, but nothing seemed to work. Adoption wasn't an option; he wanted a child of his own blood. Even so, he loved you as much as the first day, promising that this wouldn't change his feelings for you. You believed him, unaware that, as time passed, he was longing more and more for a baby. You noticed how he began to distance himself more and more, preferring nights out with friends to being with you. You couldn't blame him; he was hurting because his dream of having a big family couldn't be fulfilled, and he found solace in alcohol. You never suspected him, but there was something about his friends that told you something wasn't right. And you weren't wrong. His outings consisted of going to bars where his friends would introduce him to some attractive woman, pointing out your flaws while you waited at home, oblivious to it all.

You were finishing up dinner when you heard the car pull up and the front door open. You wiped your hands on your apron and went to greet him, noticing he was too drunk to walk on his own. You reached out to help him, but he just pushed you away dismissively . "Don't touch me. I don't want the hands of an infertile woman on me," he slurred, plopping down on the sofa.