1 Work by wave_obscura
This is a story about cancer. But there will be no hair loss, no sweating, and hardly any vomiting. Dean won't turn sallow, his eyes won't sink into his skull, his lips won't turn bluish purple. He won't ask his brother to take him somewhere peaceful to die. He won't lift his face to the sun and close his eyes and feel the breeze on his face and revel in the miracle that is life. He won't say anything wise and meaningful. Not once.