"O-Oh... This old man is dying. The only thing I wish to see before I die is seeing my grandson marry..." Theodore's grandfather said in a weak hoarse voice.
Theodore frowned upon hearing what his grandfather said.
"Grandpa, you just sprained your ankle and have a fever. Nobody's dying," Theodore sighed and walked towards his grandfather's bed. "Do you feel better now? I heard from Mom you can get discharged today," he continued as he stared down at his grandfather who looked away from his gaze.
His grandfather cleared his throat and said, "I'm still very sick. I'd feel better if I get some news about my grandson and my grandson-in-law."
Theodore clenched his jaw and slowly turned his head toward Yuri's direction. With an apologetic expression, he mouthed, "I'm sorry."
Yuri shook his head and chuckled softly. He walked towards the hospital bed and held the old man's hand. "Grandpa, I'm glad you're doing so well that you can joke around like that," the omega smiled at him.
