Silver Roses (Curtisson)

Blood and Roses :Chapter One:

Sven's POV

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My chest was tight, I knew what it was. My love for Burt was one-sided and I knew this. I had tuned out Reginald's voice, my chest hurt so bad. I repressed coughing, I pulled my hat over my eyes. My head hurt, my chest hurt, everything hurt. I coughed for a moment but gulped the blood back down. I glanced at Burt, he looked away. I noticed a hint of a blush on his face, and blood came to my mouth. I coughed again and Carol asked, "Are you ok, Sven." "Ja, Ja, it's just a cold," I said. I put one hand on my chest and shut my eyes. Reginald kept talking, Thomas kept tapping his foot, Hat Girl kept clicking her pen. I thought I was going to explode, I couldn't breathe. Carol set her coffee mug down with a bang and I inhaled sharply. I burst out coughing, Burt flinched and I thought I saw a shade of worry on the seemingly emotionless man's face. I focused on breathing, in and out, in and out. "Breath, Sven, Breath," I thought to myself. I knew the rosebush was growing larger. I exhaled, breathing was getting harder. I coughed again and sighed. "Are you sure you're ok, Sven?" Asked Carol, sounding concerned. "Y-yes, I'm fine," I said, not very convincingly. Carol raised an eyebrow and sighed, I was glad she didn't prod anymore.

Burt's POV

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I was sitting in the meeting bored out of my butt. I was watching Sven out of the corner of my eye, damn he was cute. Sven started to cough again, which soon turned into a full-blown coughing attack. Reginald stopped talking and turned to Sven, Sven began to cough up blood. Sven put a hand over his mouth and ran from the conference room. "Sven!" Reginald exclaimed. "Shall I go after him, sir?" I asked. "Please do Burt, and make sure he's ok!" Reginald said with clear worry in his voice. I got up and walked hurriedly after Sven. There was a trail of blood, and silver rose petals? "What the..." I thought to myself. I followed the trail to Sven's room and knocked on the door. There was no reply so I knocked again. After a little bit, I simply opened the door and went in. Sven was kneeling on the floor puking up blood and rose petals. "Sven! Are you alright?" I exclaimed as I ran to his side. He tried to say something but just coughed up more blood and petals. "Sit tight, I will get your dads," I said and ran back to the conference room. "Sir, it's bad you should probably come right now," I puffed. Reginald's face paled and he got up and said, "Carol you take the meeting." Then he and Right Hand Man followed me to Sven's room. They opened the door and Reginald bolted to Sven's side. "Oh my son," he fretted. Sven managed to croak out, "P-papa, I'm s-so sorry." Sven coughed up more blood and rose petals, I froze, I was terrified of blood. Right was now also beside Sven and he shook his head. "Oh son, it's hanahaki," he said sadly. I recognized that name from somewhere, Hat Girl had gotten it once. "Who is it, my boy?" Right asked. Sven coughed and pointed at me, I was rather taken aback by this. "Me? What did I do?" I asked impatiently, not wishing to hurt my crush. "He loves you, and he feels that you will never love him back. So a rose bush has grown in his lungs," Reginald explained. "S-Sven l-loves me?" I asked, shocked by this. I cleared my throat and said, "May I speak to Sven in private?" " Have at it," Right Hand Man said. He and Reginald left. I sat down beside Sven and said, " I had no idea, Sven, why didn't you tell me?" Sven coughed and said, "I knew you would never love me back." "Sven, that's where you're wrong, I love you too," I said confidently, my fear of blood forgotten. I turned Sven's face towards mine, tears were running down it. "du älskar mig?" (You love me?)  I nodded and replied, "Ja, jag har gjort det ganska länge nu." (Yes, I have for quite some time now.)

Sven's POV

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"Y-you speak Swedish?" I asked. "Ja," Burt said. I collapsed, coughing up blood and silver rose petals. "Sven, what is going on?" Burt asked. "H-hanahaki, i-it's difficult to e-explain," I stuttered, "Talk w-with Right." Burt picked me up and carried me to the infirmary. He set me on a bed and said, "I'm getting a medic." and let me be. I coughed up more blood and rose petals, soon there was a pool of blood and petals next to the bed. Burt came back with Right Hand Man, Reginald, and a medic. Reginald ran to my side and asked, "How long has this been going on?" "A-about three, maybe four, months," I sputtered, coughing up more blood and flower petals. Right Hand Man shook his head. "Jag är så ledsen, dad," (I am so so sorry, dad) I wimpered. "Shh, I know, save your breath," He sighed. I coughed very hard and an entire rose came up. The medic shook her head and said, "Full roses, this is very bad." "Kommer jag att dö?" (Am I going to die?) I asked. The medic cleared her throat and said, "It is very possible," She said. Reginald broke down sobbing into Right's shoulder. Reginald stuttered something unintelligible and kept sobbing. Burt sat beside me and said, "If our time together is short, we need to make it count." Burt put one hand on my face and I sat up. "I love you, and I swear that I always will," he said. My chest didn't feel so tight anymore and I stopped coughing. I stared into Burts beautiful burnt orange eyes and he stared into my bright blue ones. I leaned towards him and he did the same. I kissed Burt and he kissed me back. I was kissing my crush, and it was amazing!