The nurse smiles at J-Hope and says, "Mr. Jung, Miss Yun is asking for you." The nurse saw the exchange outside your door and went in to check on you, and you asked her to have him come back. 

She holds the door open to the family waiting room, and once he and Yoongi have walked through, she lets it close and quietly follows. Once at the nurses' station, she returned to her work as they continued to your room.

Yoongi walks with J-Hope to your room's door, and he stops just as Yoongi expected him to.

J-Hope says, "I, I can't go in. How do I make this up to her? I don't know where to begin." His face is tense with fear, and his hands clench and unclench with stress.

With brotherly compassion, Yoongi tells him, "You begin by stepping in that room and seeing her." J Hope looks at him, bewildered.

"Yes, Hobi, it's that easy." Yoongi gives him a nudge toward the partially open door.

Once he is inside, Yoongi returns to the waiting room to give you some time alone.

You hold out your hand for Jae to take. He keeps casting his eyes downward as he approaches, and he meekly holds your hand, afraid that you may snatch it back at any minute.

You start to speak, "Love, I..."

He grips your hand in his as he breaks down in tears, burying his face against your chest.

"I'm so sorry, so, so sorry." His body heaves with the strength of his sobs.

You run your fingers through his hair, as you usually do when he is upset. It always seemed to relax him. "There's no need for you to apologize, Yeobo." 

He doesn't hear you as he continues to cry. You keep running your hand through his hair and let him keep his head gently on your chest as silent tears glide down your cheeks and onto your pillow.

You stay this way for several minutes. He has become very still and quiet. You stifle a giggle, thinking he must have fallen asleep.

"Jae, are you sleeping?" You ask softly, not wanting to wake him but concerned he might drop to the floor.

He turns his face to look at you, keeping his head gently on your chest. "I'm not sleeping, love. I'm listening to your heart beating. It's the most beautiful sound in my world besides your sweet laughter."

You pout, saying, "So you don't like the soft moans of me calling out your name?" He lifts his head, surprised, then grins mischievously, " Oh, no, that is my favorite sound." He lays his hand softly against your cheek and kisses you.

He pulls away, his sweet smile leaving his face. He frowns, saying, "You know I never meant to hurt you or our baby. I'm so sorry."

You offer him a soft smile, but it is tinged with sadness as you tell him, "Please don't be sorry. It's my fault. My body was flawed. I'm the one who should be saying sorry."

"You? Love, you have nothing to be sorry for. You are perfect."

You glance away; you can't face him, knowing what you do. "I, I can't have children, Jae. I'm very sorry for that. I know you wanted us to start a family one day." Tears slip down your cheeks.

He had no idea how you felt like you were the one who had to ask for forgiveness. He tenderly tells you, "Right now, all I need is you and your forgiveness. We can talk about starting a family together when we're ready." He wipes the tear straying down your cheek and kisses you. "Please say you forgive me?"

You tenderly scold him, "Sweetheart, there is nothing to forgive... well, there may be one thing." You tease him, trying to break his melancholy mood.

He sorrowfully asks, "What? I will do anything, anything, to earn your forgiveness."

"Send to Islay, Scotland, for more of Yoongi's whiskey?" You watch his face as his expressions move from one to another, but there is no impending storm brewing.

"How, how did you know?" He asks, surprised that you even found out.

"A cute Bunny told a grumpy Kitty and . . . ."

He tenderly laughs, holding your hands, "And that grumpy cat told you." He finishes your sentence.

"They love you, Jae, but nowhere near as much as I do."

When visiting hours were over, he met Yoongi back in the family waiting room. He felt he needed to confess to his hyung.

He looks at Yoongi and remorsefully admits, "I drank all of your whiskey, hyung."

Yoongi closes his eyes, sighs, and says, "You, my dongsaeng, need to replace my whiskey."

"Of course, hyung," he says with his head lowered.

Yoongi puts his arm on his shoulder, "Come on, let me take you home."

"Can I stay at your place tonight? I trashed Jeni's and rented my apartment out before we left on tour." With remorse and guilt, he waits for Yoongi's response.

"Yeah, sure. I already talked to the guys about her place, and they will have it all cleaned up before she is released later this week."

Together in a brotherly bond, Yoongi takes his *dongsaeng home to his place.

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Short Epilogue

Hobi started counseling the first week you were in the hospital and has continued. He has learned how to avoid bottling up negativity and has developed productive ways to release stress. Jungkook has even helped him release his pent-up frustrations by teaching him how to box.

The others noticed a positive change in J-Hope, and his happy, laid-back demeanor had returned.

You have recovered completely and have returned to enjoying your sensual intimacy with Jae. It seems that it has even improved. Though you never thought it could get any better, to both your surprise, it has.

That umbrella you kept in the corner of the living room is now lost somewhere in the back of a closet.

You and Jae decide on a wedding date and talk about adopting children in the future.

The sun has returned to him and to the lives of his brothers-at-heart, but most of all, to you. Sure, it's not always sunshine, but together, you weather through and never face a tumultuous storm again.

A/N: Remember, the story is all fiction. If you enjoyed this story, please remember to vote on the chapters and comment. This helps others find the story as well. Thank you for reading.

*Dongsaeng= younger brother

Awards

May 24-2026 BTS Homecoming Awards 2026 hosted by Hope/Tanus