shi/yon.

his husband used to be a cancer patient just like me

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A blond haired male glances up at the doctor in front of him with hot tears in his eyes. The boy had just arrived back at the hospital from getting food to eat while his husband sleeps in room 243.

The bag drops by his side, letting all of the ramen cups, rice cakes and chopsticks spill from that plastic material.

"It was a peaceful going after three painful years...Im sorry for you lost Mr.Kim." As the doctor slowly strolled away from the broken male, he didn't notice how the blond's body fell to his knees.

Shouts, loud, broken filled the waiting room from the one man sobbing on the floor with tears falling from his cat eyes. 

Nurses rush to his side to try and help the poor boy up only to get slapped away. Instead they stayed by the side of the man with his faced smushed to the floor with cries spilling from his lips.

Wobbly arms try to pick himself up but failed when he heard the most dreaded words possible,

"Date and time of death is March 25 at 2:01 am, room 243, patient Kim Jongdae has passed away of stage four Melanoma."

His whole world broke.