That Day (Wonwoo Fanfic)

Part 1

"Wonwoo-yah! Let's eat!" I called for my husband from downstairs. We are married for nearly two years now. It's all started from that night when I cried in front of him. It was our first meeting. We met each other often after that day. In the end, we don't even think that were arranged. We are happy together.

"Coming!"he answered.

"Why in the world are you smiling like an idiot?" He looks so weird this morning.

"Nothing." I set the table for the two of us.
We then started eating.

"Hyera-yah."

"Yes, honey?"

"Do you know that Soonyoung just got his first son this morning?" I almost choked on my food.

"Isn't it nice to have one? Right, honey?" Tears start to stream. I can't hold it anymore. I hate it when this topic is brought up.

I run to our room and lock the door. I cry my lungs out.

"Sweetheart? What's wrong?" I can tell that Wonwoo is following me upstairs.

"Hey, are you crying?" He is knocking on the door over and over hoping for me to open it.

"Come on, honey. Open up. What's going on?"

"I don't want to talk about that," I said between sobs.

"Okay. We don't have to. Mind telling me why?"

"Oh, come on honey. Open up. I'm worried sick. Please open the door," he convinced me.

Ugh. His convincing voice that always makes me do what he asks me to. Giving up, I open the door.

"Why are you crying?" He immediately hugs me.

"I don't like to talk about pregnancy, babies and whatever else that has something to do with it," I answered.

"Why is that?" We are now sitting on the floor and I'm in his embrace. He is rocking back and forth.

Flashback

"I'm sorry, Miss Jung but you've been diagnosed with cervical cancer. It's on stage two," the doctor said with a heavy heart.

"Is there any way to treat my sister?" Chanwoo asked.

"Either she undergoes the surgery to remove her reproductive organs or chemotherapy. I prefer she undergoes the surgery because chemotherapy can leave bad side effects. Plus, not many people survived chemo," the doctor explained.

I don't know what to do nor what to say. Who will expect to have cancer for someone who's young like me.

"Sis?" Chanwoo called.

"The best way," I replied.

"So, the surgery?" I nodded.

"Since that day, I would never talk about babies. All the people around me also didn't talk about either because they know how will I react," I said.

"You should've told me, you know?"

"I know but I was too scared to do so. I'm scared of the thought that you'll leave me because we can't have children because of me."

"Hyera-yah, I don't care if we can't have kids. The most important thing is we're together all happy and healthy," he consoled me.

"Are you sure that you don't mind?"

"It's okay," he gives me an assuring smile.

"Hyera-yah?"

"What?"

"Let's continue eating. I'm hungry. Hehe," he grinned.

"Haha. Fine, let's go."

"Wonwoo-yah?" I poked his shoulder. We are now lying on our bed getting ready to sleep.

"Yeah?"

"Can we go and see Soonyoung's oppa baby tomorrow?" I asked. I decided to let bygones be bygones. I need to face my fear.

"Huh?"

"Yah, didn't you hear me?"

"Can you say it again?" He smirks. I know he heard it. He's just being himself. Since he knows me and my ego.

"Shut up. You know me," I pinched his nose.

   The loud sound of alarm woke me up. I try to open my eyes slowly. I turn to my side seeing Wonwoo is still sleeping back facing me.

"Honey, get up. It's morning," I try to wake him up.

"Wonwoo?" I shake his body a little. It's weird because usually he would wake up when I call him only one time.

"Yah, Jeon Wonwoo. It's not funny." I shake him harder. I'm starting to panic. I turn his body facing me.

"Oh my god! Wonwoo!" I am shocked to see him unconscious with blood oozing out of his nose.

I've called the ambulance. Meanwhile, I'm checking his breathing. I'm glad I'm a doctor. Somehow I know what's happening to him.

Yeah, it may be right.

But I'm to scared to face the reality.

So, I'm lying to myself.

I keep telling myself that he's okay.

He's definitely not okay.

The ambulance arrived. I'm watching his pale face when he's being carried into the ambulance.

Honey, please be okay.

If I'm right, our world will probably be darker than before.

Full of pain and loneliness.

But I don't want that. I really don't.

Truthfully, I'm don't feel the time we had together is enough yet.

I don't think that there will be an enough.

Cause I want to be with you eternally.

You gave me what I've been longing for.

Now, don't take it back so fast.

I enter the ambulance. All the paramedics are busy trying to save you.

I'm here, holding your hand.

Hoping for everything will go back to normal.

Hoping for my predictions to be wrong.

I wish I was wrong.