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•Angst/fluff• TW: Vomiting, crying, mention of death, swearing, violent coughing, and blood. Plot: Technoblade suffers from Hanahaki disease, leaving him to mourn the fact that his crush will never love him back. But what happens when the feelings are returned? Requested by: S-SCHLATT (Techno lives with the SBI + Tubbo, in a cottage- cause I can) ————————————— Hanahaki Disease: The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from unrequited love, where the victims throat will fill up with flowers, they then will proceed to cough and throw up the petals, and sometimes the flower. One of the very few ways to make the disease 'disappear' is if, the said person, returns the feeling. (It cannot be resolved by a strong friendship, the feelings must be romantic.) The infection can also be removed through surgery, though the love and memory of the love interest will disappear along with the disease. If the victim chooses neither of the options, or the feelings are not returned in time, then the victims lungs will be filled with flowers, and they will eventually suffocate. There is no specific flower for this disease, but it'll either be the love interests favorite type of flower, or a flower dedicated to the love interests favorite color. We can only hope for the victims, and pray that the love interests favorite flower isn't a rose. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4:28 p.m. -3rd person POV-
It was a cold winter day, the sun rose giving off a welcoming golden color, yet it gave off no warmth. Gentle snowflakes scattered across the once green grass, letting it turn dead and white. Though in the warm cottage, laid a resting Blood God. Slightly tossing and turning in his once peaceful sleep, waking up from the muffled noises from the living room.
Just as the pinkette was about to leave his warm bed, the door to his room opened, making him shift his position to sitting up and staring questioningly at the man before him. "Hey son, you have a visitor over so get ready and come down." The fatherly figure said to the half awake man. "Oh, alright." Is all the God said in response. Seeing how his father turned around to leave, closing the door behind him. Though there was only one thought on his mind, 'Who would come and visit me?' He thought to himself, 'Maybe Skeppy? Or Dream?' He continued to think while he got dressed.
Stripping out of his oversized and comfortable pajamas, and slipping into a pair of black jeans, a white button up, and finally his signature red cape, though he didn't know if he was leaving somewhere so he began to put on his boots. As he quietly walked over to his door, swinging it open only to hear a familiar voice from the living room.
"Language!" You could hear the 'mysterious' visitor say, as a line of swears were followed up right after by a childish sounding boy. Though Technoblade couldn't help but to smile at the sound of Bad's voice, 'Why is he here?' Technoblade thought to himself once again. Don't get him wrong, him and Bad have a great friendship and bond all the time, and of course no one knew. So he got curious when the angelic demon came to his house when everyone was home.
