Kyuhyun watched Lee Umma as she climbed calmly up the stairs. Maybe he should talk to the old woman first, ask her advice. He doesn't
really know what to do with Sungmin now. He quietly followed Sungmin's mom as she reaches her room. She hold on to the knob and opened
the door. She stood there for a long time just looking at the bronze-painted doorknob not closing her door. Kyuhyun stopped to watch
her.

Lee Umma's hand started shaking as she breathes in deeply. Her tears race down her cheek, she started sobbing unaware that Kyuhyun is
watching her. She fell on her knees as she weeps loudly. Her hand still holding the knob. Her tears reached the wooden floor, droplets
of it becomes bigger as tears continuously fall. She held on to her chest and rested her head on the other hand that is still on the
knob of the door. She continuously weep on that place believing nobody will see her.

Kyuhyun made a few steps back as he cannot stand watching Lee Umma like that. The strongest woman he has ever met is on her knees,
weeping endlessly. He felt more lost now than earlier, his source of strength, weakened by Sungmin's condition as well. His eyes
roamed around endlessly, searching for answers. He brushed his hair up and he breathe in desperately. Where is he going to get his
strength now?

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Kyuhyun spend some time on his own at the corner of their bed, he's leaning forward, eyes on the floor and hands clasped together. He
thought he should talk to Sungmin. He can't keep calm, not like this. Lee Umma was weeping a while ago. It was the first time he has
ever seen the old woman like that. Sungmin ignored him and it's not even ignoring playfully. He'd be fine on regular days when Sungmin
would shoo him out of the music room but not like this, he didn't even bother saying something. It is beyond his acceptance. He
wishes the older is not planning to push him away. He walked towards the music room. He should talk to Sungmin. However, unlike any
other days, the music room is locked today.

He knocked once and twice but there was no answer. He sighed and heard a piano play. He looked at the door. It's not a piano play, it's
a piano mess. Sungmin is just hitting his piano keys randomly and it doesn't turn to anything nice. Kyuhyun closed his eyes. He took
out his mobile phone and called the older. He heard Sungmin's phone rings from inside the room.

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Damn he can't live anymore longer. He hates it. He hates himself. He halfly hates his dad for giving this to him. He hates his mom
for giving him too much hope. He hates Kyuhyun for always being there. He hates everything. There is nothing good in him. What has
he done? Why does he deserve this? He hates the fact that he has been too normal that he wasn't able to try a lot of things and now
he only has 4 months to live. What's the use? Things just didn't work out; whether he followed everything that the doctor say or
skip his medicines, he'd still die after 4 months... 4 months at extent. What if he cannot even reach 4 months?

Those were the thoughts in Sungmin's mind as he hit the piano hard. He doesn't care whether his fingers had stiffen or not, he just
want to vent on something. His frustrations and disappointments. What did he do to ever deserve this? There are so many people who
can just die like this; why should it be him? His tears didn't fall. He doesn't shed tears at all. Has all the tears dried up? Or
maybe even tears gave up on him. He's useless. Even crying cannot be done anymore. He's just so angry, so upset. Why does it have to
be this way? He stopped when he finally felt tired. He looked at his piano sharply.

His phone rings. It was Kyuhyun. Why hasn't he leave yet? What is he still doing here? What is he calling for? He stared at his phone
for a long time. He felt its vibration in his hand. He closed his eyes hard. What should he say to the young man?
He placed the phone close to his ear and pressed the answer key. He didn't say anything.

"Sungmin ah..." he heard over the phone.

Sungmin didn't say anything but his lips curled down the moment he heard Kyuhyun's way of calling him; gently and with concern. He
heard a sigh from the young man, probably frustrated that he needs to stay with a dying person. He looked down, how many people did
he disappoint today?

There was silence. Both waiting to say something. Another sigh from Kyuhyun.

"If you don't wish to speak... at least listen to me." Kyuhyun said.

He didn't speak first because he suddenly heard Sungmin's sobbing from the other line. It immediately brought his tears up. His lips
curled down and his mouth shaken. He breathe out quietly. He knows that the older is really sad right now. How sad can you get when
you ever find out that you only have 4 months to live?

Kyuhyun is standing up in front of the door with his phone close to his ear, looking straight as if he can see Sungmin behind closed
doors. "I don't want to lose you, Min." he said honestly. He turned his back on the door and leaned against it.

Sungmin's tears are flowing endlessly. "I told you for so many times, I can't be without you." He shook his head as he looked down.
"You insisted to stay with me on my lowest point... why can't I do the same to you?"

"Kyuhyun ah..." Sungmin's voice is broken. "Do you know how painful it is to know that I'm dying soon?" There, his tears aren't dried
yet, they started flowing when he heard Kyuhyun's voice. He wasn't alone, because Kyuhyun is in the other line, just behind the door.
But the distance of him and death just as close as well. He can't let go of this fact. He won't stay long.

"I don't know. I really don't know." Kyuhyun looked down while saying it. "But right now, I know how it feels to see my
love dying. It's heartwrecking, it feels like my ribs are being ripped apart and I can't do anything." Sungmin closed his eyes hard
letting some tears struggle to come out.

"I don't know what to do. I want to hold you, I want to tell you everything is fine but I know nothing is fine. And that's what kills
me. I can't make you feel better. I can't even pretend I can make you feel better. The most disheartening thing is that it seems
like you're letting me go before I could even grab a hold of you." Kyuhyun closed
his eyes as he slid himself down. He was crouching on the floor, his eyes are red and his tears had burned two streams on his cheeks.

Sungmin walked closer to the door, he hold on to the knob but doubted and refused to open it. He sat down against the door and just
listened.

"I love you." Kyuhyun said. "I have been saying those for a lot of times and it feels like the more I say it, the more I really mean
it. I really love you...and I hope I can give you more than just this. I just wish I can get some of my lifeline to share it with
you. I just wish I can hold you right now so you won't feel alone."

"You've given a lot, Kyu. And that's what upsets me. I can't give you anything in return."

"I'm thankful enough that you love me back. I don't have that much, Sungmin ah... but when I had you, I cannot wish for anything
more. You're everything I'd ever wish to have and even more."

"And I'm dying..." Sungmin said bitterly.

"What's the significance of it when I have you now?" the younger said. He sighed yet again. "I don't care about tomorrow, Sungmin ah...
I only care about today. Because right now you are here, I don't care if I will lose you tomorrow because I have you now. That's all
that matters. Let's not waste time dealing with this, Sungmin. Time is of the essence, let's do the most that we can while we're
still here."

"I don't know..."

"Sungmin ah..." Kyuhyun called. "When I chose to step on your house and ask your mom about us, I knew that whatever happens I won't
regret anything. I don't regret falling for you. I don't regret loving you. I don't regret a single second being with you. Sungmin ah,
at least give me some hope that you'd still want me."

"Would you still want me?" Sungmin asked in return.

Kyuhyun sighed. "You're all I ever wanted, Lee Sungmin. From the time you bumped me on the bus that morning, I knew you'd be someone
I'd like to love for a long time. You have no idea how nervous I am everytime I purposely bump into you. I kept on eyeing on you
whenever you started looking out at the window. It's always been you, Sungmin ah... I never wanted anybody else. Please."

So Kyuhyun watched him while looking out of the window. He didn't know that. Sungmin looked down with a smile.

"You smiled. Finally. I'd love seeing those. Can you open the door now?"

Sungmin shook his head as if Kyuhyun can see him. The young man sighed. "Fine. At least stop crying." he wiped his own tears and a
smiled planted from his lips.

"Why did you bump me on purpose? I thought I was too clumsy that I always bumped into you." Sungmin asked, this time with a small
smile.

"Who asked you to look so beautiful? You should blame yourself."

Kyuhyun heard a chuckle. It made him feel better as well. "I was trying to read your name everytime you'd bump into me. I like reading
your name from your nameplate." the young man said.

Sungmin smiled as he sees the memories from the past, how Kyuhyun would sleepily stood up inside the bus and would hold on to the
circular handles hanging around. He didn't know the young man purposely bumped into him everytime just to read his nameplate. Well,
they somehow used the same strategy.

There was silence. This time a comfortable silence that made Kyuhyun feel a little more better. Sungmin is back to him. His man is
back to him. He didn't lose him.

"Shall I sing for you?" Kyuhyun asked. "I know you're always mesmerized with the way I sing."

Sungmin chuckled again. Yeah, who cares if he is dying? Kyuhyun is here to stick with him. He's not alone. Why did he even had bad
thoughts a while ago. He should have known that this man will not let go of him. Kyuhyun has proven himself for a lot of times,
Sungmin is overly thankful to him.

Hanbeon, nal dorabwa [Just once, look back at me]
Neomu meolji anheungose [It seems like you're still]
Yeo jeonhiseo ittneundeuthae [Not standing too far away]

Sungmin closed his eyes and smiled; his heart has calm down, his hatred has subsided. How terrible was he moments ago? He was sorry
that he treated Kyuhyun like that earlier, he should have known that this man has set his eyes on him.

Ajik gieokhaneunji [Do you still remember]
Neomani jeonbuin nal midneunji [Do you believe that its only you for me]
Eonjeggaji ne gyeote [Do you know how long]
nal dulsu ittneun geonji [you can keep me by your side]
Neolbeun sesange danhansaram [In this world there's only one person]
Ireon nareul algo ittneunji [Did you know this about me]

Yes, I know it and I'm sorry I've never wanted to admit how lucky I am to have a person like you beside me, Kyuhyun ah.

Sungmin stood up and opened the door, he saw Kyuhyun with his crossed legs, looking at him. He smiled at the young man and kneel
down to hug him tightly. Kyuhyun looked at him and was glad to see those eyes having a bit of light. They both stood up as Kyuhyun
wrapped one arm at the back of Sungmin's neck while the other hand in the older's chest. He leaned forward to Sungmin's ears. Sungmin
is back in his arms, he has forgiven the older for ignoring him earlier. He tightened his embrace and has decided to reward his
favourite man...

"How are you feeling?"

"A lot better, thanks to you." Sungmin said as he felt Kyuhyun's cheek next to his.

"Do you think you can do it?"

"Do what?" his eyes closed seemingly humming after his answer.

"Make love to me."

Sungmin opened his eyes and looked at Kyuhyun. The younger looking at him; eyes bright with a genuine smile. He'll let the older do
it. Sungmin's heart started pounding. Did Kyuhyun just ask him to do it? Is it really happening? Kyuhyun's eyes are assuring, giving
him lots of hint and playful gazes. Make love to me.

This is it...

Sungmin tops.

*Author's note: I thought I'd be ending this after 6
chapters, guess I'll make it 8. I am hoping not
to reach 40 chapters. *shaking head*
 

I'm thankful to those who promised to stay with me
until the end...and to those who wanted to quit but
can't get to quit... seriously, thanks everyone. I really appreciate
all your tears >:) Please make sure your tissue papers are
thrown properly in the trash can. ^^

Have a good night~!^^