Before You Go • VHOPE [On Hold]

Chapter 26: Reasons

A/N: I wrote this like 2 months ago. Never posted because I had to scratch the next chapter as it got super crazy and scary omg, and then I had to calm myself from writing such intense triggering stuff. Writing this takes a mental toll on me as well T.T
But nonetheless, I'm still thinking whether to make it super depressing or not... Hmpffff... I mean if you're reading angst, it should be very angsty right 😭 rip
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The snow had settled in, unwilling to make its departure as the frigid atmosphere of the winter season took all over the town.

"By the time my birthday arrives, I want this snow to melt," Hoseok said while his gaze lingered out the window down at the courtyard covered in snow. 

"Do you not like winters?" Taehyung walked to him and leaned down to embrace a seated Hoseok from behind.

"I did until suddenly it tried killing me,"

Taehyung chuckled, resting the side of his face against Hoseok's cheek.

"No, I'm serious," Hoseok smiled a little which Taehyung could feel. "I'm tired of having to stay at home. It has been a month already. I want to go out!"

"But you do go out every week, though-" Taehyung brushed Hoseok's hair before kissing his temple. 

"To the hospital!" Hoseok scorned and turned his face abruptly to face Taehyung, "Oh, how exciting. I never should have agreed to the treatments."

Taehyung pressed his lips into a poker face before sighing and messing Hoseok's hair, "Don't be saying that when you are feeling better!"

"Ugh," Hoseok scrunched his nose up and proceeded to tame his hair, "Yeah, except I'm fatigued and nauseous most of the days. I live in horror that my hair is about to start falling off soon. I don't want you to see me like that..." Hoseok's voice broke as a tear fell down his cheek.

Taehyung bowed down, cupped Hoseok's face, and with a hopeful smile he let out, "I must have to be an absolute idiot to be put off by you losing hair. As long as you are here," He holds Hoseok's hand, "with me, and I can see you and you can see me, as long as I can kiss you and hear your voice, I'm grateful. And I would be disheartened if you take away this privilege from me."

Hoseok pursed his lips, more tears falling as he leans in and rests his forehead against Taehyung, holding his cheeks, "But I'm still dying... I will leave you one day, Taehyung. And I don't want you to be in pain when I go."

"Not all our wishes come true now, does it?" Taehyung chuckles, his eyes glazing now. He always tries to ignore the thought of a reality where Hoseok no longer lives. To even remotely allow that thought, makes him choke. 

"No," Hoseok sniffles, "They really don't."

A few moments later, a knock on the door from outside interrupted. "Time to go," Mr.Jung said from the other side, "I'll be waiting inside the car. Please don't be late, we're already late for our appointment."

"Coming!" Taehyung hollered before looking back at Hoseok, brushing his cheek with his thumb, he asked delicately, "Ready to go?"

Hoseok nodded, after which Taehyung assisted him into his jacket and led him inside the car. 

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"How have you been feeling?" The Oncologist, Dr. Lee asked.

"Same as every week," Hoseok sighed.

"That is...?"

"Shitty. I feel shitty."