it started with a tickle in his throat. then, it grew into a cough. the next thing he knew, he was retching up flower petals over a toilet bowl.
what in the absolute fuck?
this couldn't be real, could it?
surely, dream was hallucinating. there was no way he was throwing up flower petals, what appeared to be carnation petals at that. he hadn't eaten flowers, except for maybe that time he was a child and ate a dandelion.
but this? this was bad. his chest felt tight and he hung over the toilet bowl for longer than a pleasant amount of time.
when dream could stand, he pulled out his phone and opened up google.
unrequited love.
fatal.
grows in your lungs.
throw up flowers.
hanahaki disease. and he was sure that he had it.
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suffocation | dreamnotfound
Fanfictionin which dream would rather die a painful death by petals for his love, rather than pretend like it doesn't exist. and his love, george, has no idea. no smut | hanahaki | heavy topic of death
