Beomjun | A Hanahaki Story
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Blood Painted Flowers.
In which Beomgyu has come to terms with his disease, not knowing someone is already there to save him.
All the boy wanted was to wither away and escape this pain ─ because sometimes de...
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Ch. 007 —
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[Beomgyu.]
Having someone else know about my condition makes everything feel a little less lonely. It's been well over three weeks now since it all started. I never intended on Yeonjun finding out. I had no clue how I would have been able to break the news to him on my own. So I'm glad it worked out the way it did.
Yeonjun's eyes nowadays always seem to have a sad look to them even when smiling. I can't help but notice it every time he looks at me. It makes me wonder if I regret not wanting to get the surgery. It's not too late, but I'm a coward. I'm just too scared to forget about him.
Speaking of, Taehyun approaches me at the end of chemistry today. I feel my heart lift a little at the sight of him coming to speak to me. Maybe he wants to be friends again, I think. And if that happens maybe my heart could slowly but surely piece itself back together again.
But of course that's not a reality. Instead, Taehyun just hands me a piece of paper, barely even sparing me a second glance. "Mrs. Yang told me to give this to you," he says monotonously before walking away.
I just stand there in shock, watching him walk back over to his boyfriend to link his arm through his. I then watch as the two exit the classroom as one, leaving me there in a pile of broken pieces all over again. It still hurts, everything hurts — what did I even expect?
A knot forms in my stomach immediately after the interaction and I know it'll only be a matter of seconds before the petals eventually climb their way up my throat and out my mouth.
Though in my torn state, what I don't notice is a certain best friend of mine watching the entire encounter from the side.
