You're My Cure•.Min/hyunsung Fanfic

.•.Another Story.•.

.•A Week Later•.

The past week had been quiet for the two boys. No one really talked much due to how bad Minho had been feeling. The darker haired boy slept peacefully for the first time in a few days, and jisung was glad. But at the moment he was having his own difficulties.
He swallowed deeply as he chocked quietly on a lump of mucus, trying his best to not wake Minho up. His quiet yet painful coughs were causing his eyes to tear up, and eventually the older woke up and looked at Jisung who was obviously struggling. "Jisung? Are you good?" When the brunette looked at Minho he finally began letting out deep loud coughs, shaking his head as a response to no. With his mouth filled with mucus and drool, he finally jumped up and made his was to the trash can. Loud and wheezing gasps echoed through the room as he tried to get his breath back. "What the fuck, Jisung!? Why are you trying to kill yourself!?"
Minho shouted making Jisung's attention turn to him. "Y-You haven't slept in days, I didn't wanna wake you up." The brunette said, still coughing." Minho's only reaction was to roll his eyes and sit up in his bed. "Are you okay, Do I need to call the doctor in here? Because obviously you won't do it yourself." Jisung looked at Minho, utterly flabbergasted at the thought of Minho being this nice. "N-no I'm okay." Minho nodded and laid back down, facing away from jisung and towards the window. The brunette looked at his hyung with amazement. The feeling of Minho being decently nice was unexplainable.
He also laid down, facing the older and admiring him from afar. "I can feel your eyes on me, creep." Minho said, making Jisung chuckle. "They're on my face actually...hey Minho hyung, we should be best friends." Silence filled the air once again but was soon cut off by a small huff. "Actually I have a better idea!" Minho said in a mocking tone of jisungs voice. "Oh, what is it!?" Jisung waited eagerly for Minhos reply. "Go to fucking sleep or when you start dying again I'm just gonna laugh at you." The younger held his mouth wide open, shocked that Minho could say such a thing. "Whatever asshole.." once the words escaped jisungs lips he immediately gasped as loud as he could, making Minho jump. "What the hell are you doing!?"
Jisung held his mouth tightly and looked at Minho with anger. "You made me say another bad word!?!" The black haired boy relaxed once again, but more angry than the other time. "GO TO SLEEP!!!" jisung rolled his eyes and laid down facing towards Minho again. "Facing the other way!!"
"Ugh you're so rude.."

A other day approached, which so happened to be visitation day. And as always, Felix stopped by to visit Minho. They talked about random things for about an hour, and Jisung gladly watched them from his bed just having a good time. The smiles on their faces made Jisung feel happy, and he longed for a smile like that. Of course he can put on a smile and no one truly care if it's real or not, but the feeling of genuine happiness is something the boy had always wanted. "So hyung, how are treatments going?" Asked Yongbok. The olders smile slightly faded at the mention of chemo. "Well, it's going.." the younger brother nodded before looking down at his phone. "Oh, it's almost time for me to go." He frowned lightly while looking at Minho. "Already? It feels like it's only been ten minutes." The blonde nodded and started packing up all of his stuff. "Well, I'll be thinking of you as always Minho hyung!" Yongboks words made Minho smile once again. He reached over and gave his brother a tight hug as if it was his last one. "Bye hyung, I'll see you soon." Minho nodded and waved to his younger brother. "Bye Jisung, it was nice seeing you again!" Jisung quickly looked up at yongbok who was smiling brightly. The brunette couldn't help but drop his jaw and look at the blonde with a face of amazement. "B-bye Yongbok." He said waving slowly. Once the boy had walked out, Jisung instantly felt eyes on him. He looked over only to see Minho glaring at him with the scariest look he had possibly ever seen. "Did you flirt with my brother?.." Jisung stared back at the older with shock written on his face. "What, I-I just said bye." Minho huffed angrily. "B-bye yongbokie~" he mocked. "I didn't say 'yongbokie'!?" The older rolled his eyes. "Don't talk to Yongbok like that!? You creep!" Yelled Minho. "IM NOT INTERESTED IN YOUR BROTHER!?" the brunette yelled back. "Oh so you're calling my brother ugly!?" Jisung sighed and held his forehead. "Take a nap, old man."
Silence once again took over before Minho finally decided to speak. "Wait..it's been like three visitations and you haven't had any visitors." Jisung looked away from Minho and shrugged. "So?" The black haired boy looked at jisung. "Do your mom and dad not care about you?" The younger looked back, shocked that Minho could blurt out words like that so easily. "Uh..my parents aren't alive." Minho's eyes widened and let out a quiet "oh" before looking away from jisung, because he somewhat felt bad for the boy. "Yeah, it's a weird story. They both had CF and my dad died before I was even born, then my mom was on her death bed. The doctors saved me before she died but she had already passed before she even got the chance to hold me." Minhos jaw dropped. "But it doesn't bother me at all actually. Why would I want parents with CF? It would be harder to have parents and not be able to hug them then to not have parents at all." Jisung chuckled. The older went silent before nodding. "Thanks for asking about me, bestie!" Minho rolled his eyes and laid in his bed. "Whatever."