Make A Wish [BTS x reader]

Scare

I woke up around 2 in the morning with a wildfire in my brain. 

I screamed to wake my family, and my mother burst in the room, but there was nothing she or my terrified brother could do to water the burning in my head, as if someone had set my insides on fire that made me think once and for all cancer was to take my life. When I was 12 years old I had been diagnosed with lung cancer, and besides the tubes I had to wear on my nose to give me air, exploding firecrackers in my brain had never been part of the deal. 

My brother began to call 911, but there was no time. My Mom lifted me to the car, and I laid with my head in my brother's lap while my Mom drove while on the phone. I wanted to scream, but it only made it worse. All sound and movement made it worse. 

All my life I'd been poked and stabbed and prodded and drugged, but make no mistake: In that moment, I would have been very happy to die.

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I woke up in the ICU. 

There was beeping. Lots of beeping. Wailing down the hall that gave me anxiety. Someones kid had died. It could have been me. And I was alone. I pressed the red call button. 

A nurse came in a moment later. She checked my vitals, and then my family came in next. My Mom kissed me all over my face, and both her and my brother were crying. I tried to kiss her back or hug him, but it hurt to move. The nurse explained I did not have a brain tumor, but the pain was caused by not getting enough oxygen, because my lungs were swimming in fluid, which had been drained, and that I wouldn't get my old hospital room back, but I would have to come back once a week for testing. However, I would have to stay here for a little while longer. My brother had brought my phone for me and my favorite BT21 doll(s), so he tolerated my Korean Pop music and even watched some MV's with me, claiming Jimin was his favorite. I also slept. I talked on the phone with my Dad who lived halfway across the country. My best friend came by after school and held my hand until I fell asleep again. She even helped the nurse when I threw up the hospital food. It wasn't pleasant, but it could have been worse. 

I woke up again but my eyes felt heavy, so instead I listened to my parents crying. 

This could have been the end, and all the things I would never get to do haunted me. I pulled my BT21 plushie closer, before I made up my mind. 

I was going to Korea.