I'm sorry brother ⚣ vkook ⚣ completed

Chapter 5

-Taehyung P.O.V-

I knocked on the bathroom door rapidly. It opened after a few seconds and I pushed the person inside away to get to the toilet bowl, emptying my stomach in one heap. I continued to throw up even when it was empty, stomach acid following. My throat burned painfully and my eyes teared up.

I quickly flushed the toilet and collapsed besides it.

"Let's go call the doctor" Baekhyun commented from the doorway. I tried to shake my head but quickly gave up as it hurt a painful lot. My breath was ragged and sometimes I couldn't breathe at all.

"Your nose is bleeding again" Beakhyun got a tissue and held it to my nose. It was stained red within a few seconds. He got a new one, and a new one, and a new one, until the bleeding finally stopped. Baekhyung helped me up carefully, supporting me from my side when my legs didn't seem to be able to handle the little weight I had.

"What's going on?" Chanyeol asked when he walked in.

"Take Taehyung, I'll call the hospital for a checkup, now please" Baekhyun handed me over and went to grab the phone.

"Let's get you to the couch" the taller lifted me up easily and carried me downstairs. I let my arms fall down weakly, my head agains Chanyeol's warm neck. I breathed in and out slowly, my breath hitching a few times.

"Yes, thank you for making time, have a very nice day ma'am" Baekhyun came from the kitchen, ending the call.

"An appointment dropped out, we're lucky, we'll have to be there in an hour" he smiled slightly and sat besides me when Chanyeol placed me on the couch. I leaned my head on his shoulder and almost fell asleep when he started stroking my hair.

"Don't worry, it'll be alright"

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Who knew that it wouldn't. Because a week after the check up, we got the results.

"Cancer?"

"Unfortunately yes, it has spread already, it's in the lungs and the prostate as seen in the CT scan" the oncologist, Mr. Kim, continued calmly. I sat there shocked.

I have cancer.

I felt a hand hold my own and looked besides me to look at Baekhyun, but I couldn't see what he was feeling or thinking about.

"What about treatment?" He asked. He seemed to get a bit panicky, his hands started shake slightly.

"We can do chemotherapy, there are four stages, it will be a difficult trial, but there is a chance it will work. I can't say it's a big chance, seeing that the cancer cells have been multiplying quickly these last two months or so." The doctor said truthfully. A lone tear ran down my cheek.

"What are the odds? Is there any other treatment? I heard about those experimental medicine? Or those-" I gripped Baekhyun's hand tightly, stopping him. I shot a look to Chanyeol, who got up and guided his stressed boyfriend out.

I watched them before turning back to the doctor, the only other person in the room.

"What are the odds chemo will work" I asked calmly.

"Maybe 45 percent, if not less" he admitted. "It has been spread out a bit already, so the odds chemo will work to destroy the tumours and spreadings completely is small, it might even return even after it went away" Mr. Kim sighed.

"So I'll have to ready my testimony?" I laughed humorlessly.

"I'm afraid that would be a smart thing to do" he sighed.