You'll come back, right? [MinChan]

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183 days before....

Minho's mom parked the car before they headed out. They entered the building but before either of them stepped into the room Minho's mom held him back.

"Minho baby, please tell me if something is wrong." His mom pleaded.

"I'm fine Ma, I told you already." Minho's mom frowned, she knew her son was hiding something.

The two headed inside.

"Good to see you Minho," A middle aged man smiled. He indeed looked happy to see Minho.

"How have you been the past week?"

"I'm good."

"Good to hear. Have you felt any change in your symptoms?"

Minho paused, debating whether or not he should say.

"Don't hesitate to tell any of us if there's something wrong. I'm here to help you and your moms here because she wants you to get better."

"I have felt a change. It hurts so much." Minho sobbed, covering his face so no one could see.

His mom as quick to hug him and tell him every things alright.

The doctor didn't interfere, he knew Minho needed the comfort. The man patiently waited to finish their moment.

"I'm fine now thanks Ma. But the symptoms really have gotten worse. It hurts to breathe, I clench my heart so often every time it aches. I'm trying to not cough aggressively but I can't. I-"

Minho was cut off by the doctor.

"Minho," He started. "I do have a solution for that. But there are only two ways. One is risky, and the other is just terrifying."

"What is it?" Mrs.Lee cautiously asked.

"One, you could have surgery, but the survival rate is 5%. Two, you could take medicine but that will only subside the pain not cure it. So in the end you'll die, just slower."

Minho was silent, his mother was quietly letting the tears slip out.

"The choice is up to you Minho."

"How long do I have?"

"About a month to decide."

"Can I take some time to think about it?"

"Of course." The doctor sadly smiled.

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The car ride home was silent.

"What do you think I should do?"

"I don't know." His mother slowly responded. "You should talk to Changbin about it-"

"No. He's already really worried about me. I don't want it to change our friendship."

"Minho baby-"

"It looks like we're home." Minho quickly got out of the car, gently closing the door. When he opened the door he was greeted by his best friend who was watching his phone on the couch.

"How did you get in here?"

"I still have the keys you gave me, remember?"

"Oh, yeah."