Hamilton x Reader Oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Hercules x Reader

Requested by OneUmniverse!

Reader has Hanahaki disease. (Google it, please, I have no idea how to explain it. XDD)

ALSO I'M LISTENING TO SEVENTEEN FROM HEATHERS AND FUCK IS WATER SUPPOSED TO BE SPILLING OUT OF MY EYES. SO BUCKLE UP FOR SOME ANGST.

Your POV:

You coughed, a small flower petal flying out of your mouth on the day of your sister's wedding to your true love. You cursed softly.

A month later, and you were coughing up petals on a daily basis. Your roommate was very understanding, and worried for you, and helped you weigh your options.

"You can get the surgery, but you'll lose all of your feelings for Hercules, or...you can be in love, and die..." She trailed off. You sighed and rubbed your eyes.

"How long does the website say I have?" You asked quietly.

"...A year, at absolute most..." She whispered. You trembled.

"Shit." You laughed hysterically. Your roommate hugged you. "You'll be okay, you have time to figure it out." She assured you.

4 months into your sister's marriage, you were now coughing up blood as well as flowers.

6 months in and you couldn't breathe sometimes.

8 months in and you finally decided.

YI'mou weren't getting the surgery.

Having the thrill of being in love was better than staying alive for 4 more months.

"Hey." You picked up the phone, calling Hercules.

"Hi." He said softly. You smiled.

"So. Are...are you happy?" You asked.

"I am." He said after a moment. You froze, and tears outed down your face. You smiled through the pain.

"That's great, Herc. That's all I want, is for you to be happy, for the rest of your days." You said, heartbroken.

"I have to go. I'll see you...maybe." You said softly, hanging up silently. You coughed roughly, red stained yellow petals flying our of your lungs.

At the 11 month mark, you were always in bed, coughing and puking up flowers and blood constantly.

On the first anniversary of your sister and your only love, you saw everyone on the other side.

Tears.

And bloodstained petals.

You heard sobs and wondered whos they were, then let go of everything you had ever held on to.

You waited for years and years, Hercules eventually joining you on the other side.

You presented him with the first yellow petal that you had ever exhaled, smiling weakly. He took it, placing it in a pocket right  over his heart, then embraced you tightly.

"It was my fault." He whispered. You laughed.

"It was. But I was willing to die, rather than not love you anymore." You whispered. Hercules smiled, tears pouring down his dark cheeks, and released you.

"I love you too, Y/n L/n." He said finally. You sighed as your airways cleared, the petal he had in his pocket shrivelling and crumbling into dust.