Thick Kink: K.NJ

Compromise?

Namjoon's POV

My consciousness still going in and out. They took me took and operating room and got the bullet from my foot. I woke up an hour after and searched my room.

"Hunji?!" I yell.

A nurse runs into the room.

"Mr.Kim? Please calm down." She begs.

I grab her by her shoulder and look her in the eyes.

"Where's my wife?!" I ask her.

"T-the room to the left." She stutters fearfully.

I try to run, but my newly sewed foot stops me in my tracks.

"Let me help you." She holds me up by my waist and walks me to Hunji's room.

"Baby?!" I quickly sit in the chair next to her bedside.

I grab her hand and start crying.

"I should have never married you. I love you so much, but all it did was put you in danger. Please wake up and talk to me, baby. Please." I kiss her hand.

"Mr.Kim, she's not going to wake up so suddenly, she suffered major blood loss. I'm sorry." She says.

"W-what about the baby?" I ask her.

"I think you should wait for the doctor." She quickly leaves the room.

-Two weeks later-

I was discharged from the hospital last week. But everyday I came back to visit my wife. I sit by her bedside. Read her a book about parenting. Even though she's still asleep, I can feel that she's listening.

"Newborn babies should always sleep on their-"

"Backs." A voice says.

I look up from the book and see Hunji smiling at me.

"Baby?" I kiss her lips quickly and softly.

"Hey, Namjoon. Are you okay?" She asks me.

"I-I'm Fine. How are you?" I ask in return.

"You stuttered. What's wrong?" She asks.

I hated lying to her. I had found out a day before I was released that she had loss the baby due to blunt forced trauma. And that much blood loss, it's a miracle she survived.

"Baby?" I try to get her attention.

She hums in response.

"The baby-" she cuts me offz

"Oh, you figured out I was pregnant?" She asks cheerfully.

"Yes, baby, but-"

"What should we name him, wait what if it's a girl?" She asks.

"You lost the baby." I blurt out not beating around the bush.

"What?" She sits up in pain.

"You lost the baby, when you were shot." I tell her.

"No. No! I still feel the baby! It's still in there!" She starts to cry and holds her stomach.

"Baby, you're going to rip your stitches, lay down." I tell her.

"I just lost my child! Fuck you!" She yells at me.

I start to get annoyed.

"Lay the fuck down!" I yell.

She lays back and looks at me with tears rolling down her face.

"I love you, and I will always love you, and the baby we almost had. Kim Jiha is what I wanted to name it. But the baby is gone. And I get you're sad, I'm sad too, but you have to be strong, for Jiha." I tell her holding her hands.

She nods.

"And we can always try again, but no matter how many kids we have, Jiha will always be our number one."