satisfaction - p.jm & j.jk

twenty

Recap
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"Ah, weak dying idiots are my type" He said with a grin.

I turned back around so my back was pressed against his chest.

Maybe i wouldn't regret this after all.
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"Jimin, Jimin! wake up!" A loud voice said waking me from my lovely slumber, I mean when you only have 3 weeks to live what else are you meant to do? Last night was tiring. Not like th- who am I kidding? It was like that. I won't go into to detail but let's just say my poor, dying ass hurts.

"Jimin we have some news for you!" Someone said using a peaceful tone, making me want to open my eyes to investigate. So I did.

Standing at the side of my bed, leaning over and looking at me was Namjoon and Doctor Seokjin. "Jimin! You're awake! I have some great news!" Doctor Seokjin said with a wide smile on his face.

"Hmm? What?" I said, sitting up in bed and rubbing my eyes slightly, letting them adjust to the brightness of the hospital room.

"Before Doctor Jin says it, I just want to say, Jimin, don't get your hopes up too much okay?" Namjoon said looking at me with a small smile.

"Okay. I won't" I responded with a small frown on my face.

I thought I was being told good news, not news where I shouldn't get my fucking hopes up.

"We have a lung donor for you. If you have this transplant then we can operate and get rid of the cancer! Jimin, this operation can save your life!" Jin said, with a grin that went from side to side.

a donor?

save my life?

you've got to be kidding me.

this is fucking awesome.

"There is one downside however." he added, his grin turning sheepish.

"what?" I asked.

"if it fails. you could die then and there in the operating theatre." he said with a sad smile.

well shit.

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sorry it's short and shit.

I'm currently working on a 2K special even though we got to 2k like a week ago.

soz m8's

~ el