We 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.
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"Mom..."
"Dammit, no!" My mom yelled, leaping up. "Stop asking me! I won't give it to you! I plan on burning it the moment I get home!"
"NO!" A raw scream ripped out of my throat and instantly my body cramped up as a bout of coughing seized me.
The doctor and a few nurses ran in.
"Ma'am, if you continue upsetting our patient, we're not going to be able to let you continue seeing her," the doctor said as he helped me sit up and patted me back gently.
Just like old days.
"Please, Mom, please," I choked out between coughs.
"What does she want?" a nurse frowned.
"Ho... hoodie," I gasped.
"Shh," the doctor soothed. "Don't try to talk." He rubbed the back of my neck.
Just like old days.
"Geez, if all this is over a hoodie, then for God's sakes woman give it to her," a nurse exclaimed and turned to my mom.
"I am her mother!" My mom shouted.
"Ma'am, please step out," the doctor finally said firmly. "We can't let you be yelling in the ward."
My mom left.
"Don't let her... burn the hoodie," I rasped, finally starting to catch my breath.
