Yesterday

Like always, I entered the doctor’s office to take the results of my tests.

“Oh! Sung Gyu! Enter!” He smiled as always.

“How have you been, doc?” I shook his hand and took a seat on the usual, blue chair from across his desk.

“Good! Good! And you? How’s Sung Mi?” he looked through his files as he flashed one of his casual smiles.

“She’s taking work slowly. I think she feels like she’s in Paradise right now!”

“I heard the great news! Congratulations to both of you, Sung Gyu! You’ll be a great father,” he eyed me in a strange way.

I nodded happily. The idea itself, of having a little Sung Mi running around the house was giving me butterflies in my stomach.

“And how will you handle with going on front? Couldn’t you be moved to the military camp here, in Korea?”

“You know how much I wished to go there, Sung Jong,” I moved on the chair, frowning a little. “Iraq needs more soldiers to fight against the terrorism that took over that place. And I’m perfect for going there!”

“Actually…”

***

I am Kim Sung Gyu, 27 years old, an active soldier, married and soon to be father.

I looked at the cars passing by and raised the collar of my coat to protect myself from the cold, autumnal wind that was blowing outside the hospital’s walls.

I was diagnosed with AML, or Acute Myeloid Leukemia, 2 months ago, right after I was named to go in Iraq.

I waited for the green light to cross the street to the place where my car was parked. I actually managed to smile despite the bitter taste I had on my tongue.

They said that this winter was going to be my last.

I got inside the vehicle and closed the door behind me. Taking deep breaths, I managed to make the dizziness go away. It was always like that after the chemotherapy session. But no more. It was the last one.

They said that I needed to bid farewell to my friends, to my family, to my pregnant wife.

“Hello?”

“Darling, dinner is ready,”I heard her voice flowing from the phone just like a melody. “Are you going to be late? ‘Coz mother said that…”

“No. I’ll be there shortly. Need to get anything from the market?”

“I just need you.”

But how was I going to say everything that I never said before? How should I bid farewell to that little person that was a part of me and that never got to meet me? Will I be able to say something to that baby? So I decided that before tomorrow comes, I would make my unborn child understand just how much his father loved him…

"I'll be the wind blowing by your side."

                                                                           (Infinite - Entrust)

A fic dedicated to my awesome dongsaeng,@BennieDerHamster.

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