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"We ran some tests on you today, and we now have the results."
Sebastian tried to remain stoic as he and Derek waited anxiously for his medical results. Derek gripped Sebastian's hand tight, his knuckles turning white in the process. His thumb rubbed circles on Sebastian's palm to soothe him, but really he was just trying to calm himself.
The doctor took their silence as a sign to continue.
"It doesn't look good at the moment." Sebastian's mask slipped for a moment, as he caught Derek's eyes. The doctor continued.
"Our only option right now is a very risky, very new surgery. We will have to place a pump into your heart and once a month you will have to have it refilled. That is, if you survive and the treatment works."
With the same thing on both of their minds, Sebastian and Derek looked to each other. Derek broke the silence and asked the question.
"What's the chance of survival?" The doctor looked grim as the words left his mouth.
"He has about a 25% chance of survival. But, that's not always true. The rate can vary depending on the person. But, we recommend the surgery."
Sebastian looked to Derek and could see the freight in his eyes. He could tell Derek was trying to be brave, but he could see right through his facade. He was trying to be brave, too, but his damn shaking was giving him away.
This time Sebastian spoke up.
"How long do I have without surgery?" His voice cracked as he asked.
"Maybe a few months, tops. With surgery, you could have many years ahead of you." Finally, Sebastian let the tears fall. He couldn't control his shaking anymore. Derek pulled him closer. He rubbed his back and planted kisses on the top of his head.
He didn't care that Sebastian was soaking his shirt with tears; he just wanted him to be ok.