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Oom had always been patient with Bam. Everyone who knew them knew it. Bam was easily annoyed. A slow driver could ruin her mood. A late coffee could irritate her. A small mistake could make her sigh, roll her eyes, and retreat into silence. And Oom? Oom understood. She always understood. When Bam was angry, Oom gave her space. When Bam was tired, Oom took care of the little things. When Bam complained, Oom listened. When Bam said something harsh in the middle of her frustration, Oom usually let it pass. Because Oom knew Bam. She knew that beneath the sharp words was someone who got overwhelmed easily. Someone who didn't always know how to handle her emotions. So Oom became patient. She became gentle. She became the person who could calm Bam down without asking for anything in return. And somewhere along the way, Bam got used to it. Too used to it. She got used to Oom understanding her. Used to Oom forgiving her. Used to Oom coming back first. Used to being treated like a princess. She forgot that Oom felt things deeply too. She had simply gotten very good at hiding it from Bam. And that was the problem. ⸻ It started with little things.
Oom had always been patient with Bam. Everyone who knew them knew it. Bam was easily annoyed. A slow driver could ruin her mood. A late coffee could irritate her. A small mistake could make her sigh, roll her eyes, and retreat into silence. And Oom? Oom understood. She always understood. When Bam was angry, Oom gave her space. When Bam was tired, Oom took care of the little things. When Bam complained, Oom listened. When Bam said something harsh in the middle of her frustration, Oom usually let it pass. Because Oom knew Bam. She knew that beneath the sharp words was someone who got overwhelmed easily. Someone who didn't always know how to handle her emotions. So Oom became patient. She became gentle. She became the person who could calm Bam down without asking for anything in return. And somewhere along the way, Bam got used to it. Too used to it. She got used to Oom understanding her. Used to Oom forgiving her. Used to Oom coming back first. Used to being treated like a princess. She forgot that Oom felt things deeply too. She had simply gotten very good at hiding it from Bam. And that was the problem. ⸻ It started with little things. "Where's my charger?" "On the table." "I left it beside the bed." "You brought it with you earlier." Bam frowned. "Why didn't you tell me?" Oom looked at her. "You didn't ask." Bam sighed. "Whatever." Oom smiled. "Did you eat?" "No." "I can heat up—" "I'm not hungry." "Okay." Oom didn't argue. She never did. Bam walked away. And Oom watched her go. She smiled. Because that was what she always did. ⸻ There were days when Bam was worse. Days when she came home exhausted and irritated by everything. Oom would ask one innocent question. And Bam would snap. "Can you stop asking me so many questions?" Oom would immediately quiet down. "Okay." Sometimes Bam apologized. Sometimes she didn't. And Oom never forced her to. Because she knew Bam would eventually come around. At least, that's what she told herself. ⸻ One evening, Bam came home already angry. She threw her bag onto the couch. Oom looked up. "Bad day?" Bam didn't answer. Oom waited. After a moment, she stood. "I made dinner." "I'm not hungry." "You haven't eaten since—" "I said I'm not hungry." Oom stopped. "Okay." Bam walked toward the kitchen. She saw something on the counter. "What's this?" "Your favorite." "I told you I didn't want this." "I know." "Then why did you make it?" "Because I thought you might change your mind." Bam sighed. "That's exactly what I'm talking about." Oom looked at her. "What?" "You always do things I don't ask you to." "I was just trying to—" "Help. I know." Bam shook her head. "But sometimes you don't know when to stop." Oom went quiet. Bam grabbed her phone. "Forget it." She walked toward the door. Oom watched her. "Bam." Bam stopped. "What?" "Do you want me to wait for you?" "No." "Okay." Bam opened the door. "Goodnight." She walked out. Oom remained where she was. The moment the door closed, her expression fell. Her eyes filled almost immediately. She turned away from the door and quietly wiped her face. Then another tear slipped down. Oom pressed her lips together. She didn't want to cry. Not over this. Not again. She took a breath. "It's okay." She whispered to herself. "It's okay." Continuation…➡️ #oombam #au
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