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I couldn't stop dry heaving in front of the toilet.
No one was home.
I kept almost slipping unconscious.
I refused to call my mom or the police.
I was so scared to hear if the doctor thought my progress had increased more.
I'm sorry I didn't visit you that day.
Or the day after.
I ached for you, Park Jimin.
But my body ached more.
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65 Days Left || P.JM
FanfictionWe were reckless. How did we get from kissing to you pinning me to the wall to us both on the floor in a tangle of limbs? We made an explosion that day, Park Jimin. And now, we are suffering the consequences of it.
