I woke up, the bright lights hurting my head. The faint sound of a heart rate monitor, steady and reassuring.

"Kim Jina?" The doctors deep voice came from the door

"Yes, doctor?" I cautiously asked

"I'm sorry. You've had a miscarriage. The stress that you've been through impacted the growth of the fetus."

"What?!"

He turned around and walked out of the room, leaving me and my horrible, miserable and empty being.

Hot tears flowed down my cheeks.

It was gone. The last mark of Jimin's love...our love... was gone.

"Jina?" Jimin's voice croaked from the door

"Jimin" I desperately called 

"Our baby -"

"-it's gone" I finished for him

He sat on the bed, his eyes and nose red from crying. I leaned into him and he cradled me, rubbing my head and burrowing his face in my hair. His hot breathe tickled my neck and I felt the warmth of his cheeks and the wetness of his tears near the side of my neck. 

His hands traveled around my waist and rested on my stomach.

"I'm sorry" he whispered through his raspy voice

"It's not your fault" I responded, attempting to be steady

"It is. I lost you. And ...And then I lost... us." 

I moved my head towards him, kissing him lightly above his exposed forehead.

"I only have you as a friend now" he continued

"Yeah...I guess" I whispered 

"I'm so sorry. I want you back"

"Jimin I'm getting ma