ㅡ hanahaki. 「 dreamnotfound, gream 」！finished！

「 12 」

[ a/n ]
ㅡ you can still listen to the song from now on. 😊

also thank you for the 130 views!

「 花吐き。」

nick started tearing up. "it's justㅡ this is so hard for us, george. we just don't want you gone forever." at that moment, the tears that he had been holding a while ago listening to what george said, started flowing uncontrollably.

"i know nick, this is hard for me as well. i don't want to leave you guys you know? but i don't want to risk having surgery either. i've already spent nights thinking about it, and also crying about it."

nick wiped his tears away, before covering his face with his hands, taking a big sigh. "fine, i'll tell darryl when he returns."

"thank you, nick. i'm gonna go now and cook food. be safe. stay strong okay?" george fondly smiled at him.

one day we won't see that smile anymore. one day we won't hear his laughs anymore.

"hm. you too." nick ended the call, and played some music. he stared out the window of the plane, and after a while, he felt a presence beside him. he looked and saw darryl who got back and sat down on his seat. it was very obvious that he cried in the bathroom.

"george ended the call?" his voice was still shaky from all the crying he did.

"yeah. he said some stuff too, when you were away."

"you cried too?" darryl tried to laugh, teasing nick.

"yeah. i mean he said that he decided that not because of dream, but because of us. who would not cry because of that? to think that george didn't become selfish but he did it for us."

"...us?" darryl was confused.

"he said that there were rare cases where if the surgery was done and the petals were removed, the romantic feelings will be removed, right? the rare cases were there were people who lost the ability to ever love again. even that friendship love. so he didn't want to take the surgery, because he didn't want to risk waking up one day, not feeling a thing. even to his friends."

"..." darryl remained silent, ushering nick to talk more, so nick continued. "he already knew from the very start that he had no chance, because clay already loved someone. he knew it was already over. so what he did was he did some research about what you said, the surgery. and he saw those rare cases. and he was afraid to lose all the feelings he ever felt and treasuredㅡ you're crying again?!"

"why?! is it wrong you muffin head?!" darryl responded, still being aware that they're in a plane, so their conversation remained loud enough just for the both of them. he covered his face with his hands. "ugh this is so hard, i already hate this."

"we all hate it. one day george will just be... poof, gone." nick stared out the window again, staring at the sky that was so far high from the ground. he told darryl the one thought that entered his mind.

"one day george will be running around here in these clouds."