6 months later
Adrien's P.O.V
My father calls me downstairs, telling me that he wants to have dinner. It's been 8 months since I got with Luka, and 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 has happened since then.
"Alright, alright!"
I go downstairs, smiling obliviously.
There is food on the table already and my father is sitting down. I silde in next to him.
My father's lips are a frustrated slash.
"What did you want to tell me, father?" I ask tentatively.
He forces a smile and tells me to eat the food first. I notice that he doesn't touch any of his.
When I finish, I turn to my father.
"What is it?" I ask impatiently.
He sighs.
"Adrien, you are so impatient. Wait for things sometimes. Your life isn't going to be ending any time soon. Mine is," he says.
"What do you...?" I trail off.
He sighs again and rakes his hand through his hair. I noticd the wrinkles on his forehead and the bags under his eyes.
"I'm not getting any younger, Adrien. I have cancer. And it's terminal."
The fork that I'm holding falls onto the plate and out of my hand. This... isn't right. My bottom lip treblmes. I hate that. It's a sign of weakness.
"Where— where is it?" I ask haltingly.
"It's a brain tumor."
I feel my eyes welling up. I command the tears to stay there, to not fall, but I can't help it.
This man is my father. He's the person I grew up with. He was there to help me learn to ride a bike. Even if he changed for a few years, he was still my dad. And I'm going to loose him.
Tear after tear after tear; they fall and fall without my permission.
This is so unfair. Why him?
"Because, Adrien. That's how life works," he says sadly.
I hadn't realized that I'd said the last part out loud.
I run up to my room. The first thing I do is ask Luka if he'll go out with me. And thank God he agrees.
A ray of light on a rainy day. No, rainy life.
***
Me and Luka are walking down the street in perfect silence.
Until I decided to ruin it.
"My father has cancer," I blurt out.
Luka turns to look at me. His expression is unreadable. And he just stares at me, like I've got three heads or something.
"Could you cut it out?" I snap.
He doesn't flinch, just continues to stare at me. It's making me squirm.
"I don't know what you want me to say," he admits, then adds as an after thought, "Condolences."
Smoooooth bro. You slid in there like a snake, really.
I roll my eyes.
"Honestly. I know what losing a father feels like," he says. "It's hard."
I pull Luka into a hug. He's the best person ever.
***
The next few months are full of hospitals and referrals and journalists and countless condolences from Luka.
Each time I see my father, I see him getting weaker and weaker, frailer and frailer.
Every damn day.
A/N: so I'm kinda loosing inspiration for Hollow, but don't worry, it will be updated till completion (which isn't that far away actually).
The chapters are getting shorter and I apologize.
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Fiksi Penggemar[COMPLETED] Adrien is broken. There's nothing left for him in life. It's all over. There's no point in continuing. That is, until he meets the charming, larger-than-life, Luka. Adrien's life is changing - and fast. Too fast; he's going to crash. #1...
