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In two days I would have the transplant.
My mom hovered over me like a mother hawk.
By then, I could only eat soup without throwing it all up.
I picked up the blue hoodie twelve times that day.
I counted.
I wanted to go to you.
But I was afraid.
I was afraid that I might see you with the girl.
I was afraid to see if you broke your promise or not, Park Jimin.
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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.
