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A nurse came in and fed me thin, watery soup.
Another nurse fixed my IV bag and all the tubes and needles in me.
"Do you know Park Jimin?" I asked, rasping.
The nurse feeding me gave me a little smile. "No. Who's he?"
I shook my head and closed my eyes. "I want to see him."
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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.
