Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Twenty-Two

"Are you ready?" I asked, staring at him who's sitting on his bed, head down and staring at the floor with a blank face.

He doesn't have hair anymore. He's weak and anorexic. I would have said that he's looking horrible, but in my eyes, he was still the most beautiful man in the world. And I loved that man unexplainably much.

He lifted his head to look at me. By his facial expression, I knew that he didn't want to go. Shaking his head no only confirmed my thoughts. I went over and gave him a warm hug.

"Everything will be alright. The surgery will go just fine. Don't worry. I'll be waiting for you Hyung." I said, slowly moving away from him to take a look at his face, but not leaving his embrace.

"Jimin... You do know that I love you."

I smiled at his words while lifting my hand to caress his now even paler cheek.

"I do know. I love you too Yoongi." saying this, I moved my face closer to his, having our lips connect into a very long kiss. Neither of us didn't want to break from it first. As if it's our last. But it wasn't. I knew that Yoongi would come back and hold me in his hands again. He would, right? He would never leave me alone. I know he wouldn't.

I move away for a bit, breaking the kiss first, to stare at his beautiful face. He was breathing hard just like me. We got short of breath. I heard the sound of doors opening behind us.

"Mister Min?" it was the doctor from before. I guess the time has come.

"Are you ready?" we both look at each other then at the doctor. Neither of us was ready, but it had to happen. The surgery needed to be done.

"Yes. I'm ready," he said as I helped him get off the bed.

"If that's the case, please follow me." the doctor stated as he left the room to get the wheelchair. The only thing I could do was watch them leave. Watch them take my beloved one.

"You can do it Yoongi...  You know I'm always with you my love." I whisper as I sit down on the place where he was just a moment ago. "I'll be waiting for you to come back."

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I'm sitting on the chair in the long dark hallway, just in front of the emergency room where they took Yoongi a long time ago. How long has it been since then? An hour, two, or perhaps three? I am not sure anymore. This is taking too long.

This time I was not alone. Jungkook and Taehyung were with me. Alongside Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jin. But my mind didn't register them at all. I was only focused on one thing.

All of us were waiting for surgery to finish. He had brain cancer. Not one but two of them. Doctors said that they could try to remove one without having him take a lot of damage... But the other one would be too risky to try to remove. Even if they tried to, he may die... 

No, he will not die! He cannot die!! They are just lying to me. All of these are just lies!! Yoongi won't leave me. He won't...

Suddenly, like the lighting striking out of the blue, the door to the emergency room opened which got us all on our feet. They took Yoongi out on a bed who was still lying there unconscious. He didn't have sheets covering his head which meant he was alive! My God, he was alive! I knew he would survive. He is a strong guy.

"Yoongi!" I went after them but one of the doctors stopped me by blocking my way.

They took him to the same room where we were before he went to surgery. I smiled happily knowing that my love didn't leave me alone. The surgery was successful. Thank God. I knew everything will be alright. I knew it...

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His hands are still cold. I'm holding one of them between my own waiting for him to wake up.

"Please love, please wake up. How long do you intend to make me wait and worry?" I whispered softly, my eyes not leaving his face even for a second. Not long after, his eyes started moving and slowly opening.

"Suga! Hey! It's me, your Chim Chim."

His head slowly moved towards my voice, eyes half-opened. And... He smiled. He smiled at me. I was the happiest man in the world at that moment just because I was able to see that smile. But at the same time, I felt the saddest that I've ever felt in my life knowing that one day, that smile will be gone. Same as he will be gone.

No. I can't. I can't do that. I need to be happy and make every moment that's left of his life the happiest moment. He won't die. He won't. The first surgery was a success. The second one will be as well.

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