I Don't Love You 13 It Feels Good

"But hey, don't blame him too much. I mean like what kind of fiancée would try to kill his own lover. It doesn't make sense does it? So… Jungkook only know the full story of what happened that night. Why don't you ask him?" Soyou questions me leaving me completely blank and loss of any possible answer.

As the nurse came into the room, I knew that it was time for them to go but I insisted that they stay.

"It's getting late now, we should leave" Soyou says as she got up from the bed and softly pats Mingyu's shoulder which honestly made me jealous because I was the one that was supposed to do those things.

Mingyu weakly smiles at me, leaving the room with just me and Soyou, "Woa… You are so good at acting" she smirks but I look at her confuse. "W-what do you mean?" I ask.

"I know you're faking it. Please stop acting to get attention from my fiancée" she glares at me as she walks out the room, running into Jungkook on the way. Jungkook enters the room with his eyes on me, I couldn't identify what that gaze mean.

The room was so lively with Mingyu in it but as soon as he walked out, everything becomes so lifeless and cold. "Do you really think I tried to poison you?" Jungkook asks, breaking the silence. "Uh… I don't know. Why don't you answer that for me since I don't remember" I sigh softly.

"Woa…. Just as you were beginning to open up to me. I guess you hate me again..." Jungkook looks away, avoiding any possible eye contacts with me. I am lost like completely lost.

"Can you just give me some information on why I should trust you?" I ask with a puzzled expression.

"I love you and I won't do anything to hurt you. That night, we came back from the hospital and were planning to go to sleep but then you suddenly fainted. I was so scared as I rushed you to the hospital. And then now this" Jungkook sighs again.

"You know what hurts the most is that you never even got the chance to tell me you were maybe even starting to like me because my weeks with you, you always told me that you didn't love me. And that night, I thought maybe you were starting to like me. Finally, after days and days that felt like years" Jungkook says and he walks to look out the big, wide window.

I can feel the tears gathering up in my eyes but the strangest thing is that I didn't know the cause of these tears. Why am I crying over what this man is saying?

"We were supposed to go back yesterday and get married next week but I guess, that won't be possible anymore since you don't love me" Jungkook turns around with his eyes red and puffy, just as he takes a step towards me, a tear rush down his cheek.

That literally breaks my heart for some reason. "But, it's okay. I think I can let go of you now. I talked to your parents and they said you can return tomorrow since you are completely fine. Well, according to the doctor." Jungkook wipes his tear and begins to walk to the door.

"Wait, can't you help me get back my memories?" I ask right before he walks outside, "What?" Jungkook looks over at me again. "Help me get my memories back, even if it means we marry" I said quickly and my voice, breaking at the last word.

"Are you sure, I don't want to for- "

"Yes, I'm sure. But I don't reporters to know about the fact that I lost my memories. Do my parents know?

"No, I was planning to tell them tomorrow"

"Good, tell them we'll get married next week. Don't bring up anything but my memories"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, people will be suspicious on why we cancelled everything"

"Alright then."

The room once again becomes quite as Jungkook walks out of the room, "Goodnight" he says as he closes the door. I lay lifelessly on my hospital bed but a sudden feeling of fear rush through me, "Jungkook!" I call out without even realizing that I was calling out for him not Mingyu which is shocking because Mingyu's the first person I look for.

"Yes, I'm here. Just quickly went and got you hot chocolate milk" Jungkook smiles and this time I have a feeling that it was real and only for me to see.

I awkwardly clear my throat from nervousness which I didn't even know the cause to and grab the cup, cupping it in my small hands. Woa… I'm acting weird and I don't like it. "What's wrong? Are you scared to sleep alone tonight?" Jungkook slowly pats my head like a was a baby.

"C-Can you sleep here tonight?" I ask quickly and take another sip from the cup so I don't sound too nervous. Honestly, I don't think I'm doing very well on trying not to look nervous, I mean this handsome man right in front of me is my future husband? Lord you are good!

He nods with a small s.e.xy chuckle and makes his way to the sofa but I stop him right in time, "Not there…. Here" I explain, patting the bed.

I sound stupid right now! But, what can I do? I'm scared so I'm sure he'll be able to understand… right? He looks at me with a confuse look but quickly brush it off with a smile.

This is a VIP room so the bed is bigger than usual hospital beds which is very beneficial right now. We both get closer together under the warm covers with none of us saying a thing which was extremely awkward, "Baby, I think you really need to eat more" Jungkook says, finally breaking the silence.

B-Baby? What? M-Me? Why? I froze right there on the spot, with any possible conclusion to that word as my imagination starts to run wild. I'm sorry, I can't help it.

"I mean, look at you. If I wrap my arms around like this… You look way too small" Jungkook says, wrapping his strong arms around me. "It's that I'm small… You're just too big" I scoff cutely to hear him chuckle.

"Nah…. I'm joking. I like it. I like the fact that you are smaller than me. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Because it's cute and I think it suits you when I call you "baby". You love that word. Every time you hear it, you just blush like crazy and that is the cutest thing ever" Jungkook chuckles softly as he holds me tightly against his chest.

It feels good to be loved by someone like Jungkook, it feels good when I hear "baby" from him not anyone else. I'm glad I will be marrying him because it wasn't Mingyu that I desire to love…. Instead, it was this man