𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒅
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔
𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆
𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏
𝑰 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒂 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆
-𝓑𝓣𝓢
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"Thanks Hwa. Tonight was amazing. I had a great time. Text me when you get home. Love you."
With a quick peck, the younger skipped out of the car and made his way inside his house.
The smile that was on the older's face slowly fade away while watching the younger's figure fade behind the door.
Suddenly Seonghwa felt his chest tightened and felt like throwing up. He quickly drove home trying his best to ignore the lump that formed in his throat while tears blurred his vision, making it difficult for him to see.
Fortunately, he reached home safely. He ran inside and went directly in the bathroom. He knelt down in front of the toilet and started throwing up beautiful blue and purple petals that were stained with a crimson coloured liquid.
Seonghwa coughed a few more times before it stopped. The blacked haired leaned against the wall as he tried to catch his breaths.
Once his breathing pace came back to normal, he brought his knees to his chest and buried his face in them. Tears streamed down his face as he tried his best to not cry.
He aggressively wiped the tears but it flowed back again. He was frustrated. The situation was frustrating and he didn't know what to do.
Why did this happened to him?
Slowly the cries turned into sniffles as he slowly got up and went to bed. He didn't want to deal with this.
Not now.
He didn't want to face the ugly truth.
He didn't want to pretend to be happy when he was sad.
He didn't want to pretend to be strong when he knew he was weak.
He didn't want to pretend that he didn't know when he knew the whole truth.
The truth that pierced his heart everytime he saw his lover. If he could even call him that.
He didn't want any of this.
He just wants to let it all out, the feeling of being weak, used, naive, and any other words people call him.
Yet here he is, bottling all his emotions and worries like everything is fine.
Seonghwa sighed as he got in bed and instantly fell asleep when his body hit the soft surface.
~The next day~
Seonghwa woke up with a headache. It usually happened whenever he threw up.
The black haired got up and went in the bathroom, cleaning the mess he made yesterday and did his morning routine.
The boy felt so tired. He wanted to stay home but he knew he couldn't. So after he got ready, he made his way out and got into his car, driving to school.
As usual his boyfriend and best friend were waiting for him next to his locker, while talking about God knows what.
"Hey baby. Are you okay? You didn't text me yesterday."
"What happened man? You look like a mess."
"I'm fine guys. I'm just tired. I didn't get enough sleep that's all."
Seonghwa said. Fortunately the two didn't question any further.
"I'll have to go. My friend is waiting for me. Oh and Hwa I won't be able to come at your place today. I have an assignment with one of my classmates so I gotta finish that."
As soon as San left, Wooyoung turned to his boyfriend, a concerned look on his face.
"Baby, are you sure you are okay?"
"Yes Woo. I'm tired."
"Hwa. I know you are lying but I won't force you to tell me if you don't want to. But please talk to me if something is wrong. I'll always be here for you."
Wooyoung took the older's hands into his and squeezed them lightly, flashing him a quick smile.
For some reason, Seonghwa didn't feel the pain he usually got when Wooyoung interacted with him and he felt relieved. He wasn't ready to deal with it right now.
"Thanks Woo. I love you."
"No need to thank me baby. I love you too. And hwa, can I stay at your place tonight?"
"Uhm yeah sure."
"Great. I'll be there by 5 p.m."
Soon the bell rang and the two went to their respective classes.
~Time Skip~
It's been an hour already and Seonghwa still didn't know what to do or say to Wooyoung.
The older couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to confront the other. He needed to.
He wanted all the suffering to end. Seonghwa planned to get a surgery to remove the flowers after 'the talk' with Wooyoung.
Just as he thought of the younger, he heard the front door opened and a happy Wooyoung skipped inside.
"Hey baby."
The younger greeted happily wrapping his arms around Seonghwa.
The happy look of Wooyoung's face almost made Seonghwa back out of his plan but he couldn't. He was determine to do it.
Seonghwa lightly pushed the younger off him and stared dead into his eyes. The younger's face showed a mixture of emotions.
"Baby what's wro-"
"Do you really love me?"
"Of course love. Why wou-"
"Answer me honestly Wooyoung. Do you really love me?"
There was an uncomfortable silence that started to settle but quickly broke when Seonghwa scoffed.
"Hwa-"
"Why did you lie to me?"
Seonghwa could feel the tears building up but he had to stay strong.
"I didn't want to hurt you Hwa. When you asked me to be your boyfriend, I couldn't say no. I couldn't afford to break your heart. I didn't want to be the reason for your heartache. I'm sorry Hwa."
The tears that rolled down Wooyoung's cheeks made Seonghwa weaker. He just wanted to wrap his arms around the smaller and wiped those tears away. But now he couldn't.
"But Hwa b-believe m-"
"Believe you? You've been lying to me for four months, Wooyoung. Four fucking months. Sorry won't fix my heart. Sorry won't heal me. I'm fucking sick because of you."
"S-Sick? Hwa w-what to y- "
"I FUCKING GOT HANAHAKI AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT."
Seonghwa couldn't help it. He was so frustrated. He needed to let it all out. The tears he had been trying to contain finally came out.
"H-Hwa...I'm sorry. B-But please l-listen to-"
"Why? What story are you going to make?"
Seonghwa couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't pretend to be strong. It was too much for him. The older fell on his knees, sobbing hard.
Wooyoung tried hugging him but the older only pushed him away.
"Leave Wooyoung."
"Hwa.....please don't push me away."
"Please just leave."
"Hwa...."
"JUST GET OUT FOR FUCK SAKE. CAN'T YOU GET IT? I DON'T WANT YOU."
Wooyoung let out a small whimper before grabbing his things.
With one last glance, he opened the door, and left.
With shaky hands, Seonghwa took out his phone and dialled his friend's number.
"H-Hello joong. I'll do i-it."
"I love you Jung Wooyoung."
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Lmao this thing was terrible asf Omg....
Please forgive me like it's the first time I'm writing on this.
Hell I have no knowledge on hanahaki disease
So yeah anyways I still hope you enjoy it lol
Love you my baebies🦋
-BaeBae♡