Youngji's POV
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"Youngji-ya, did you see my phone?" Jackson asked me while checking his pocket. Pabo.
"Did you check your green hoodie? It is probably in there." I replied while scrolling the Twitter's timeline.
Jackson walked off somewhere, probably searching for his phone. After a while, he came back and stared at me. "Mwo?" I asked him. Ah he found it.
"You, don't marry anyone else. Marry me." He blurted out.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I laughed to his words.
He took a sit beside me. "Seriously, how did you know it was in there?"
I shook my head. "You know, I do superstition thingy."
"It's funny I almost fell off this chair." He said with a total straight face.
"I dated you for almost two years. The green hoodie has been your official 'hommie' attire since forever. It amazed me that your phone is still not been in washing machine-wait do you even wash that hoodie?"
He nodded. "No."
"You dirty-"
"When you get married to me, you are going to wash my clothes, cook, do the dishes by yourself ha!" He said and laughed.
"Do you think I'm getting married just to do all that? You are the most responsible man alive." I rolled my eyes.
"You said you dated me for almost two years. You know where to find my missing belongings but you are still taking my jokes seriously." He pouted. "If you are married to me, don't do anything else. I don't prefer you do all the chores by yourself though. What you have to do is just love me, like right now, forever."
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Hara took a wet tissue and wiped off the smeared mascara off my face. The tears won't flow out anymore. But I still got hiccups.
Jackson have been in the operation room for three hours and no one is coming out from that room.
He's going to be okay. He will be okay. He must be okay. He has to be okay for me to be okay.
It saddened me that Jackson has to fight alone in there. Must've been scary for him to fight for his life. I hope he's thinking about me in there so that, he still has the reason to fight the pain and not giving up.
"Youngji-ssi," I looked up and it's JB, "you can go back and get a rest. We'll wait for him. I'll update you."
I shook my head. "No, I'm going to stay here."
"But-"
"Youngji!" From a far, I saw both of Jackson's parents came running to me. I didn't think of anything else and just hugged Jackson's mom who is currently crying in my arms. "How's Jackson?" She said between the cry.
"Still in there."
Suddenly, the door of the operation room opened. We quickly pulled off the hug. "Doctor, how's Jackson?"
"We did what we can." The doctor paused, "he's in coma."
"Coma-" Jackson's mom said and stumbled on the floor.
"Aunty!" I got her. I turned to look at the doctor. "He's going to wake up, right?"
"I'm sorry but that's not sure. I hope the family and friends pray for the best for him. But still, you guys should prepare for the worst."
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