𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 ━━━━━ ✎

loving u means losing u

DISCLAIMER: this is fictional. I'm not trying to force a sexuality and/or relationship on any of these people. it's just a fanfiction. I do not own Hanahaki Disease but I do own the plot.

Notes:

-hi! okay so, i've never written for real people before ;-; so i'm kinda nervous. a nice thing to do to motivate me would be commenting a lot!

-there's nothing you really need to know about this except it's not an AU, so Bangtan still exists, but Hanahaki does too. if you don't know what Hanahaki is, here's a quick rundown: Hanahaki Disease happens to people who love someone who doesn't love them back. they start coughing up flower petals and sometimes whole flowers, and eventually they die. the only things that can stop them from dying is losing feelings, the other person reciprocating their feelings, or getting a surgery. but the surgery takes away the feelings, and the memories of the person they loved. I made a few changes, most are explained in the writing but one thing to keep in mind would be that instead of Hanahaki only lasting a couple of months like it usually would, it can last years. like cancer.

-im sorry there's like little to no fluff in here, unless you count the hyungs being the best hyungs ever and kook being concerned. this is angst!!

-but since this is angst, and I might be a little mean, let me know if you would like an alternate ending which would have more fluff. totally willing to write it. more than willing.

-ok lastly, please take a moment to appreciate the hard work I put into this. the entire process of making this fic was done through my iPad. without a keyboard. typing, transferring to docs, format editing, content editing, transferring to sites, and posting. all through my iPad MINI. in 3 days. 7k words. I went through a lot of pain for this, but I'm proud of it and I hope you will be too. without further adiu, enjoy!

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Jimin was screwed.

He knew that since the first time he coughed up red flower petals four and a half years ago.

He knew that when Taehyung followed him after he sprinted in the middle of dance practice without giving a reason, only to find the reason in the form of a tiger lily clutched in Jimin's shaking hands.

And he definitely knew that when he started coughing in the middle of a concert.

It was bound to happen. Taehyung could only cover for him so many times, and Jimin could only choke it down so much. Swallowing flowers in front of fans like he's tried to swallow his love for his dongsaeng for years. Time and experience proved the first was easier.

The staff had looked worried when he rushed backstage but thankfully no one tried to stop him from leaving mid-song. Jimin had thought he could make it till the next dress change, but he was only two choruses away. His only thought at the moment was hoping ARMY didn't notice. Though he knew it was a lost cause. They always noticed.

The lilies were always a painful reminder of Jimin's unrequited love. They even had timing, the first one showed up just hours before he planned on confessing. Of course, his plans for the day had changed to staying in bed and crying for a few years. The small frown on Jungkook's face when the older told him their dinner was canceled felt like getting hit by a truck.

Jimin threw the petals away under some tissues to hide them, and even looped around the hallway so it looked like he came from the makeup room, just in case someone found them. As expected, Taehyung was sitting in front of his dressing room, already in his next outfit.

He didn't look mad. No, he was long past getting mad at Jimin for lying to their hyungs. He just looked worried.

"Are you okay?" his best friend asked softly, hands coming up to cling to Jimin's. He could only nod mutely in response.