A/N: I've decided to update again! There will be three today! (I'm feeling generous.) 😆

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The next day when Baekhyun woke, his head was a throbbing mess. He grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed, tripping over his blankets just like that day —- the one that started him on his current path. For today, he had to drill Luhan about his hidden relationship with his brother; confess to Daehyun about Chanyeol; and maybe, finally learn the truth Chanyeol's been so adamant about hiding.

Then Baekhyun humorlessly laughed to himself as he thought, Wow. That sounded heartless. He sighed. He was frustrated and he knew it was obviously . . . something serious. But could you blame him.

Chanyeol's hidden so much from him.

Baekhyun sighed as he finished getting ready, and then he was flying down the stairs to his car and zooming off to school.

He met Luhan at his locker and smacked it shut as he demanded, "Okay, Luhan! I want you to tell me exactly when you and my brother started seeing each other!"

Luhan sighed and hoisted his backpack higher up his shoulder as he replied, "Since the football game."

Baekhyun's jaw dropped. "What!? That freaking long! Holy crap, Lulu! You know, Sehun hasn't been able to keep a relationship for more than a week and you've been seeing each other of close to three! Congratulations!"

Luhan's jaw dropped. "Wait? What? You're not mad?"

Baekhyun shook his head with a laugh as he replied, "No! I was shocked at first and angry that you never told me, but I've had my suspicions about you two." Baekhyun laughed.

Luhan blushed. "Well, congratulations to you too then, Sherlock," Luhan said with an eye roll.

Baekhyun grinned and threw his arm around Luhan's shoulder as he said, "Thank you! But now, can you not tell my brother that I approved. I want him scared."

Luhan laughed. "That's cruel, Baek! I can't lie to my boyfriend!"

Baekhyun laughed too and said, "I do."

"You what?" an unexpectedly and horribly familiar voice asked.

Baekhyun blanched and slowly turned around. Daehyun was hurt, Baekhyun could see it written all over his face. Baekhyun's mouth opened, but no words came out to his defense. His bottom lip began to quiver and Daehyun's demeanor broke even more as he hoarsely asked, "Please, Baek. Say something?"

Baekhyun just shock his head before running away. He couldn't handle seeing Daehyun hurt and he didn't have his answers yet. So he ran. He ran away because isn't that what he does best now days? He's turned into a coward.

He retreated to the library, the one place no one would come looking. But someone had already beat him there.

Chanyeol sat in the farthest corner of the library with his head in his arms. His shoulders shaking with obvious silent sobs. Baekhyun's heart broke for him, and slowly, he stepped forward.

He reached out tentatively as he softly whispered, "Chanyeol? Are you okay?"

Chanyeol's shoulders stilled and he sniffled before glancing up, his eyes red rimmed and his cheeks pink. He laughed humorlessly and replied sarcastically, "Do I look okay, Baekhyun?" He laughed again and quietly muttered, "I mean, how could I possibly look okay? I'm dying after all...."

Baekhyun's breath caught in his throat and he nearly fell over, but Chanyeol caught him before he could. Baekhyun was hyperventilating as he gasped, "Y-you're —- you're what?"

He couldn't believe his ears, because surely he had heard wrong. He had to of heard wrong.

Silent tears rolled down Chanyeol's cheeks as he brokenly whispered, "I'm dying, Baek. I'm so sorry."

"Wh—- I . . ." Baekhyun trailed off as he bursted into sobs.

Chanyeol held him close, slowly rocking him back and forth. He kissed his temple and whispered, "I'm sorry. I hadn't wanted you to find out that way. And it can't be stopped." Chanyeol hiccuped. "It's hereditary. My mom's side of the family is sick, but sometimes it skips a generation and my parent's believed that was the case with me. It wasn't though. I was diagnosed at twelve...."

Baekhyun's eyes widened and he sat up, staring into Chanyeol's eyes as he weakly whispered, "You —-you left when you were twelve . . ."

Chanyeol nodded. "Yes. We moved to America for a better treatment for my mother and myself, but there was never any stopping the cancer." Baekhyun gasped, and Chanyeol smiled sadly. He caressed Baekhyun's cheek. "Do you want to know something, Baek?" Baekhyun just sniffled and nodded his head. Chanyeol smiled.

"I came back for you. The treatment wasn't working, and I couldn't die without seeing you one last time . . ." Chanyeol trailed off. "I'm sorry I waited so long to come back to you."

Baekhyun shook his head, his arms tightening around Chanyeol's neck. He still couldn't speak, so Chanyeol continued on.

"It started in my lungs first, and I only have one now. But recently it started to spread, which shortened my lifespan . . ." Chanyeol trailed off before whispering, "It's in my brain, Baek. And that's why I came back. Because I couldn't have it taking you away from me. I–I love you."

Silent tears ran down Baekhyun's cheeks as he managed to croak, "I love you too. Oh, Chanyeol...."

Baekhyun fell into his embrace once again as Chanyeol soothingly rubbed his back. "Hey, let's not talk about this anymore. Please? I just want to spend what time I have left with you."

Baekhyun sniffled and wiped his eyes. "You will, but I have to do something first. Chanyeol? Do you trust me? I have to tell someone something, and I wouldn't want you to think I'm betraying your trust."

Chanyeol shook his head and caressed Baekhyun's cheek. "It's okay. Whatever it is, it's okay. I'll wait here . . ."

Baekhyun smiled sadly and wound his arms around Chanyeol's neck. He kissed him furiously, whispering against his mouth, "I love you. Wait for me." And then he was gone, running to the cafeteria, knowing Daehyun hung out there at their lunch table before classes started.

Baekhyun found him easily and he hurried forward. Daehyun saw him coming, and even from a distance Baekhyun could tell Daehyun had been crying, as well as the other way around.

Daehyun caught Baekhyun around the waist when he fell into his arms. Baekhyun clung onto him tightly as he whispered, "Dae, can we please go somewhere to talk? It's really important."

Daehyun nodded. "Okay, Baek. Lead the way...."

Baekhyun nodded and smiled thinly before taking Daehyun's hand and leading him from the cafeteria to an empty classroom to talk. He loved Daehyun, and Baekhyun desperately hoped he'd understand what he was about to ask of him.

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