Ryeowook’s POV

Sometimes a hug is all you need to make you feel better.

How did he know? His hug was nothing like those normal everyday hugs. His hug was like he knew I was crumbling and he just wanted to hold me forever and made sure I was alright. I bit my lips as my hands hugged him tighter, not wanting to let go. It had been forever since we saw each other and I truly missed this hyung just too much.

“Something’s wrong.”

“Just let me hug you awhile longer, hyung.” I whispered.

Yesung nodded and both of us stayed that way for a long time before I finally sighed and moved back, looking up at him. Yesung knew something was wrong from the looks on his face. I didn’t have to tell him. He knew. Yesung gestured to the empty table behind us and we sat on opposites sides.

I chuckled. “You know me too well, don’t you hyung?”

Yesung smiled and nodded. I could feel his eyes travelling on my face and then down to my body and then down to my hands. I suddenly felt like covering myself up with the way Yesung was looking at me. He took his time and I bit my lip, scared of what he was going to say.

“You’ve not been eating well.” Yesung stated.

 “I…. Yeah.” I decided to change the subject. “I got in a fight with Donghae hyung just a few days ago.”

“Both of you are always fighting over silly things.” Yesung grinned, shaking his head. “What was it about this time.”

“Um… You know… Something silly.” I shrugged and then quickly added. “But we made yesterday. He went to Mokpo and bought me a lot of giraffe plushies.”

I straightened myself up. “Anyway, hyung, I asked to meet you today for a reason actually. I wanted to tell you something.”

Yesung nodded and gestured for me to continue. I decided to just tell him straight forwardly. I didn’t want to beat around the bush anymore. I was already so tired of that.

“I’ve got cancer, hyung.”

I counted from one to ten in my mind before finally looking up at Yesung. He was gritting his teeth, though I couldn’t tell what he was feeling. His eyes were roaming all over my body while he clamped his lips together. Finally, he spoke, his voice a little hoarser than it was before.

“You’re going to be okay.”

Well, that was different. But then again, Yesung always was weird and different. Yesung finally looked into my eyes and he nodded again, this time with full determination as he repeated what he said. The third time he repeated it, it sounded shaky and it sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than me.

Yesung’s voice cracked as he repeated again for the fifth time. “You’re going to be okay, Wookie.”

I nodded as I watched my hyung slowly breaking down. I repeated what he said not knowing why but I just felt like I had to, for him and for myself. Yesung finally blew out a breath and looked down, his arms suddenly supporting him as he placed both of them on the seat pushing himself up. Yesung looked down and chuckled, shaking his head.

“Cancer.” Yesung laughed. “ing cancer.”

“Do the other members know?” Yesung asked in a strained voice. “Leeteuk? Eunhyuk? Sungmin?”

“Everyone knows except Leeteuk hyung, Henry and Zhou Mi hyung.” I answered. “I’m not sure when I should tell them though.”

“Right.” Yesung whistled. “ing cancer.”

And then it became awkward all of a sudden. Yesung just stopped saying anything, stopped moving, just stopped. He just stared at me, his eyes still roaming every part of my body. I didn’t dare move or say a word. Was Yesung mad at me? What the hell was going on? Finally after a long time, Yesung took my hands which were on the table. He gave me a squeeze, smiling at me.

“You’re going to be okay, Wookie.” Yesung whispered. “I know you’re strong enough to figh