**Now, I think that all of the Vantas's should have happiness, but I couldn't pass up this opportunity.**

"Hell9, Y/n." I heard a familiar voice in my head. Or, not in my head. I just can't seem to open my eyes, I'm much to tired. "H9w have y9u 6een?" The voice says hopefully. It sounds soft, and restrained. My mouth refuses to say anything, but I want to respond to him. Kankri. "9f c9urse, y9u can't answer. I ap9l9gise." But I want to! "I have t9 say s9mething t9 y9u, 6ef9re they. Well, pull the metaph9rica plug." I heard a sniff. He must be crying. "And this time y9u can't interrupt me with 9ne 9f y9ur silly puns," He tries to laugh, but it sounds like a cry. "I'll miss them." Where am I going? What is to happen? I think these thoughts in my head dazedly as he begins to talk.

 "I kn9w y9u can't hear me, 9r if y9u can, y9u can't answer. 6ut, I wanted t9 make y9u remem6er. I am Kankri Vantas, y9ur matesprit, and y9u are Y/n L/n. We talked a l9t with each 9ther, and I liked that. I c9uld rant with y9u, and y9u were fine with it. Y9u cared a69ut me, and n9t just the c9py I put in fr9nt 9f every9ne, 6but the actual me. Y9u gave me s9 much, and I never returned it as well as I sh9uld have." 

He paused to cough a little. It slowly turned into a small sob, making my heart break a little. 

"Y9u stayed 6y me when n9 9ne else w9uld and w-w9uld help me learn new things and meet new pe9ple and always-" He cuts off to sniff again. "-I'm s9rry, I just can't- n9, I must." He voice went back to a steady pace, but not like before. This one was more tinged with sadness and had a lot of noise, like he was brushing off tears.

"Y9u always had that 6eautiful smile 9n y9ur face, and y9ur eyes sparkled s9 b6right, pe9ple were dazzled. Y9u always thanked pe9ple even if they were mean, and y9u always knew h9w t9 make s9me9ne feel g99d a69ut themselves." He chuckled weakly. "Y9u always tried t9 make pe9ple laugh, 6ut never at s9me9ne."

I felt a hand on my cheek. I want to open my eyes, I want to see Kankri! Why can't I? I try to move my arm, and I hear a ruffle of sheets. "N9, n9, n9, d9n't. Save y9ur strength, f9r me." He pleads. I reach out to him and he grabs my hand. His were a little rough, like he worked in a garden, but also soft. Like he would stay inside. Mine were so weak, I couldn't squeeze his hand. 

"It's kind 9f ir9nic, I 6elieve," He laughed sadly. "I wanted t9 6elieve it w9uld g9 away. 6ut it w9n't, and I feel like it's my fault f9r n9t seeing the sympt9ms. The 69y with the cancer sign has fallen in l9ve with a girl wh9 gets diagn9sed with cancer." He squeezes my hand a little and I felt a lukewarm drop of water land on it. Tears. It was silent, only the beeping of a monitor could be heard.

"I wanted t9 marry y9u." He said abruptly, voice cracking. I heard more sobbing. "I WANTED US T9 6E T9GETHER AND READ ALL DAY, 9R WATCH A M9VIE 9R ANYTHING 6UT THIS!" He wrapped his arms around me and my hospital robe became soaked with tears. I felt my eyes sting. Even thought I knew I couldn't open them, I tried. I cracked one eye open and saw red, blurry red. Kankri was lying with me, his arms around my torso and his head above mine. I lifted my hand and patted him. He was stifling the sobs and he looked at my face. 

"I l9ve y9u, Y/n." I close my eyes again and I felt my body relax. "Y/n?" I heard him say. The beeping on the monitor started slowing. "Y/N?" I heard him say, panicking. I slowly drift off with my mouth trying to say some last words. I felt my throat ache and I rasp out,

"I love you too."

I close my mouth and let go of his hand. The last thing I heard was a scream. 

I'm so sorry, Kankri.