Jungkook's heart raced as the doctor spoke, a mix of relief and confusion washing over him.

Jungkook: "But what do you mean 'but'?"

Doctor: "She has PCOD, and her body is under stress in the egg process."

Jungkook's eyes widened with concern. He struggled to understand the implications of what the doctor was saying.

Jungkook: "PCOD? And stress in her egg process... What does that mean for her health?"

Doctor: "PCOD can make it harder for her to get pregnant. The stress on her eggs means her reproductive system is under extra strain, which can further affect her chances of conceiving."

Jungkook's face fell, worry and guilt washing over him. He ran a hand over his face, trying to stay composed.

Jungkook: "So, it's going to be difficult for her to conceive? Does that mean we can't have a child?"

Doctor: "It doesn't mean you can't have children. Many women with PCOD do conceive and have healthy pregnancies, but it may take longer and require additional care. She will need proper treatment and support."

Jungkook sighed in relief, feeling a bit lighter as hope returned.

Jungkook: "Thank you, doctor. We'll make sure she gets the best care possible."

Jungkook then asked quietly, "But... she's not pregnant right now?"

The doctor nodded, confirming his fears.

Doctor: "Yes, she is not currently pregnant."

Jungkook nodded, a mix of emotions washing over him. He was relieved that she wasn’t pregnant at the moment due to her health, but he also felt a pang of disappointment. He thanked the doctor and headed back to the room where you were resting.

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FEW DAYS LATER

YN: Jeon, how many languages can you speak?

Jungkook: I know Korean, English, Japanese, Mandarin, Hindi, and I can manage a basic conversation in Spanish. Why do you ask?

YN: Just curious. Could you say something in each language?

Jungkook smiles and obliges, saying phrases like "I love you" in each language.

YN: Oh, I made something for you. (Holds out a plate of food)

Jungkook looks up from his work, annoyed.

Jungkook: I'm really busy right now, can it wait?

YN: Just have one bite, please. I made it for the first time.

You try to feed him, but he turns away, focused on his laptop.

Jungkook: I told you to rest. We have plenty of maids.

YN: I was bored. Please, just one bite.

(Accidentally drops the spoon on his laptop)

Jungkook: (Shocked) YN! What did you do?

He notices your startled expression and sees the spoon on his laptop. He softens and starts cleaning it with tissue.

YN: I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to...

Jungkook: It's okay. I shouldn't have yelled. I was frustrated. (Gently lifts you onto his lap) Now, give me some of that Bibimbap.

YN: Bibimbap?

Jungkook laughs, holding you close.

Jungkook: Yes, Bibimbap. It's a Korean dish. It means "mixed meal."

YN: Oh, that makes sense.

Jungkook: (Kisses your cheek) Yes, "mixed meal" is better. And don’t worry about the laptop.

You feed him the Bibimbap, carefully watching his reaction.

Jungkook: It’s delicious. You did a great job. (Smiles warmly)

YN: Did you try it?

Jungkook feeds you a bite, then pecks your lips tenderly.

Suddenly, Jungkook feels a wave of dizziness. He leans back, looking confused.

Jungkook: Ah... What... What's happening? I feel...dizzy. (lost consciousness)

YN: JEON!!