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Sick

Sad. !cancer!
Really short, but really sad.

Remus is sick.
Leukemia, to be exact. None of the doctors think he can make it, or will make it. And Remus hates it all, he hates the surgery's, the chemo, the needles, the hospitals, he hates being pushed around and prodded at. He hates loosing the weight and growing even more skinny, he hates the way Sirius holds his hand because it might just be the last.
He hates the way Sirius cry's. He wants to see Sirius smiling again, happy again. Wants him to be out from the mess he's in, he hates when Sirius gets so involved. Of course he wouldn't have one appointment without Sirius, he couldn't do it but the weight on his shoulders because of this is so much.
He never believed in god, or any of the bullshit, but if there was anything, any being that could save him right now, he would jump at the chance, fuck if someone told him to suck gods cock to be cancer free, he would give the best blowie he'd ever given. But, that option was not on the table.

One day the doctors told him that he had a month left to live, he could do it out of the hospital and not be treated, or he could stay in the hospital to prolong, and possibly get better and also have a drugged pain free death.
He chose drugs.
In the long run, which had only been about two weeks, he wished he chose to stay at home because the smell of hand sanitizer really might have been the thing that killed him.
But the look on Sirius face made up for the whole thing. Everything he'd ever felt could not describe it.
As he faded from conscious and his vision started to blur, Sirius was smiling.
That Sirius black grin.
He was crying of course too, but he was selfish, so he blocked that part out. Because if he could take one thing with him "to the land of the dead" it would be, that stupid face.