The curly haired burnet checked into the hospital for a covid test, his brown puppy eyes perked up at the familiar voice.
"Thank you so much Dr.Abigails!" The sixteen year old said, as he grabbed the prescribed bottle of medicine, the older scrunched his eyebrows in confusion at what was going on ten feet in front of him.
"Just remember to hangout with your loved ones every second of the time you have left, let them know you appreciate them before you go." Wilburs heart fell to his the pit of his stomach, no no no this can't be happening. He mentally panicked.
"I just- what's going to happen when I'm gone?" He questioned the doctor, she sadly smiled at the boy. "I don't want to sound cocky, but I have thousands of people telling me I saved there life's every single day- I mean they can watch my friends but I mean- I don't know." He paused then continued, "then I have this brother figure, he- he sometimes has these depressive episodes I guess? But whenever he just stops talking to everyone, I'm always there, I always make sure he's get out of bed at least once a day- what's going to happen when I'm gone? I just- just don't want to die."
There was tear falling down both of the brothers cheeks, the older looked at him with sad eyes and sighed. Turning on his heel to leave, hoping the blonde would tell him the news on his own soon.
Sorry that it's so short
