Chapter 9

226 11 4
                                    

Chan demanded for the group to take a break and thankfully due to the recovery of Felix and Hyunjin's situation they agreed.

Going back home was weird. Felix had to be in a wheelchair because of his broken legs and Hyunjin's secret was now exposed.

Thankfully not much changed. The members knew he doesn't want everyone's attention, so no matter how worried for him, they never pried to much and gave him the space he needed.

A week had passed since they made it home Felix was seated on his bed watching dramas all day long along with Hyunjin who always made sure to keep him company and feed him as he knew Felix was too thin for his health.

"How about we watch save me?"

"Again!? Lixie, I really love this drama but in the past three days we've binge watched it five times!"

"Then... Doom at your service!"

"Felix! We watched that yesterday!"

"Yeah you're right..."

"Oh I've got an idea! How about At a distance spring is green? I watched it this summer but we haven't watched it together! And I really like this drama-"

"At the distance spring is green, it is!"

"Yeeeesss! I'm bringing ice cream!"

"Okay! Be careful at the stairs!"

"Yeahh, I know. I will."

And he was he really was.

...

"Hyunjin? Come on! I'm starting this up, I can't wait for you any longer!"

Eerie silence... nothing but the sound of the washing machine working had Felix heard when he decided to check up on Hyunjin.

And in theory checking up on him was pretty easy but in reality... as he tried to reach for his wheelchair, he realised he couldn't. He decided to shout for Hyunjin again a couple of times but as he got no answer once again he knew he had to do something, Hyunjin would never scare him like that for nothing.

He had to chose... walk or fall and at this case falling off the bed seemed a much better option for his limbs. As he touched the floor he let out a moan of pain and waited for it to pass. Once it did he made it to his wheelchair and at times like these he wished someone had teached him how to actually use this. Unable to get up there he found himself crawling downstairs which thankfully was much easier than he had imagined. Halfway down he realized he had left his phone to the bed and only hoped for Hyunjin's phone to be there.

Entering the kitchen he found Hyunjin laying on the floor, eyes open yet so distant. There was some blood tickling down his face from his nose.

Oh Felix was so scared. When he saw him like that we was almost convinced this body was the dead body of his best friend,  that this was Hyunjin's corpse. He let these thoughts go and put his to fingers on Hyunjin's neck. A really fast pulse was there, his breathing was seemingly okay too. He didn't know why Hyunjin was like that.

"Hyunjin! Hey, buddy wake up! Hey! Do you hear me love?"

"Uzhk-"

"What'd you say?"

"Seizazde"

"Could you repeat it one more time for me please?"

"I'm- how- seizure. I'm feel but fallen not."

"Ohh. You had a seizure... but you felt it before it actually happened so you protected yourself!? Oh my! Well done Hyunjin... Do you understand me?"

"I'm, sit. Snsjd. Little."

"Okay, okay. Do you know how long it lasted?"

"Soxfh"

"What?"

This time Hyunjin picked up 7 of his fingers instead of giving a vocal answer.

"Okay. Thank you, you did such a good job! However, this is kind of too long, I think we should pay a visit to the hospital?"

"N-no. There is no need. I am okay now."

"Are you sure? I could just-"

"Boys! We're back!" Jisung shouted from the doorstep

"In the kitchen!"

"Felix? What are you doing down here-" Minho's mouth fell shut when he saw the scene right in front of his eyes.

Felix was holding Hyunjin's hand seated in a painful position for his still healing legs holding. Hyunjin, was laid on the floor the ice cream had now turned into a liquid substance, slowly spilling on the floor. He seemed pale and a lost while a line of blood tickled down his face.
Immediately Chan moved towards his body and Minho drove the others outside of the kitchen.

"Hyunjin-ah?"

"..."
"Can you say something please?"

"Hi. I'm good now. "

"Well, what happened?"

"We would watch a kdrama and he came downstairs to bring ice-cream but he had a seizure and because he was unable to answer me I had to find a way to check up on him... so I crawled down here. Meanwhile could you please help me? My legs are killing me."

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry Felix, of course. Do you think you need to be seen by a doctor?"

"No, no. I don't think so."

"Okay, let's get you back to your room."

...

"Hyunjin, I've been your doctor for years. You have to hear me out and do the surgery first."

"No. I don't want no surgery. Let's just start chemotherapy. "

"This is a medical plan I cannot pursue and I believe that no other doctor would take such a risk. I  think what you need the most is to talk out your fear for the surgery and realise why you are so scared of it."

"I'm not scared Kinhyun. I have just come to terms with the fact that I am really going to die sooner or later and knowing the risks of that surgery..."

"Hyunjin, if this is actually your thought process you shouldn't try to treat your cancer at all, the side effects of any treated could suddenly end your life short. Please be honest... is it because of your mum?"

Hyunjin really didn't want to do it. He knew that at least if he didn't have the surgery he would be able to dance and sing and be normal for a longer period of time but at the same time he was aware he needed to fight for himself and for his members, for anything that was left.

"Okay doctor, I'll have the surgery."
...

EDIT 2023:

Hello, this is Ivy.
As I've promised to my late best friend after taking my time to deal with her loss I am uploading her edited chapters the way she asked me to.

Unfortunately, this story wasn't finished before she died leaving me behind to continue the plot as she wished for me to do. I've tried to match my writing style with hers but the change is visible in certain parts.

I hope you'll (re)read this story the way she wants it to be captured.

Thank you.

Life smells like deathWhere stories live. Discover now