"I'm sorry but I couldn't do about it" the doctor said as Taeyong looked at his brother
"it gotten worse I'm really sorry" he added.
"I wanna rest" mark sadly said looking outside, Taeyong nodded and left the doctor office
"I'm dying right hyung"
"you're silly Ofc not"
"Then why I'm not getting better? It's been a year hyung, I'm sick staying here I'm tired I-I'm so tired" he cried as Taeyong comforted him
"you're gonna get better, I promise I'll do anything for you to be alright"
~hyucks pov~
"so what does minhyung look like?" I asked, "once you saw him you're gonna know"
"When will I meet him?"
He smiled ruffling my hair, "you'll meet him soon, but not now"
"Why's that?"
"I don't have the place to tell you, mark will say it till his ready"
Ready? About what?
I nodded, "what does he likes?"
"Well he like watermelons, he likes to rap, and sing just like you"