hanahaki // selever

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ANGST BECAUSE I WAS READING A VOLTRON FANFIC AND IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD AND IT WAS UPDATED A YEAR AGO I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE TAKE ME SKY DADDY allura suck my dick

we will not talk about the 5 day death span i was not procrastinnanaaitongtjhtjhtjthtjthktjhkjyhtkyjhktyh

or the fact i'm still writing one of the fucking prompts because like hoeass can't write that shit fml 

also changed my dc ew

lotor my beloved

keith my beloved

im open to threesomes anyways but yk

season 8 isnt cannon to me i refuse but season 9's coming out im scared i have to rewatch the fucking show

you ever just make ur personality based on someone else's because i think starting to type like selever for this fanfiction is now having long term effects on my v o c a b u l a r y

yes filler chapter so v short since i can't write angst for shit

get yoinked on yall know what's gnna cum (and its not gonna be you)

tw; blood and mayb death??><><?>?? haha future luc is here and no, there is no death and lol not v angsty bc im not that sad

ALSO I HATE THIS ONESHOT WITH A PASSION

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when you first started coughing, you just thought it wasn't much. it first started when you and selever were hanging out at a park and you were admiring him, thinking about when to tell him you've liked him for a while. you continued to think about how life with him by your side forever would feel like.

as soon as you started thinking about it, you started to cough softly. you didn't think much of it, since it was just a few coughs, but by the end of the day, it was aggressive coughing and you could taste the hint of something metallic in your mouth.

you weren't dumb, but you refused to believe what you thought it was, unless there was proof.

it went on like this for the next day. refusing to let selever see you like this, you cancelled your plan on robbing a bank or something, which probably raised suspicions, because you've never cancelled a plan like that.

you knew you were screwed once you saw a single petal in your hand after you brought it away from your mouth. your eyes widened and you scrambled to your phone.

if you were going to die like this, you might as well do it in style.(bad bitch y/n)

you didn't feel like going through a surgery, but you also didn't want to leave selever behind. you decided that you wouldn't let him know until it was too late. selfish, but the least harmful way.

you met up with him at a local flower shop, ironically, where you saw him holding a single flower.

"took you long enough, bitch. you up to take some candy from kids?" he handed you the flower, smirking.

"what even is this?" you examined the flower, trying not to think about what was happening in your body right now.

"it's a geranium. the florist told me it meant loyalty and true friendship, so i decided to give it to you so you'd be reminded on how you are the worst friend ever to be as unloyal to not rob this bank with me." the two of you started walking, selever using your head as an armrest.

you rolled your eyes. "don't be too whiny about it."

"fine, but it better be another day, alright?" he held out his pinky.

"are you serious right now," you laughed but still intertwined your pinky with his, promising him for something that'll probably never happen.

the two of you continued to talk, walking literally nowhere. you managed to hold in your coughs for a while, but you could tell that right now, you probably won't be able to. you looked around for a place to lie about going to, but the two of you were on a nature trail, so there were no bathrooms or anything to be found.

you broke off running, acting like you were jokingly running away from him, while you were actually trying to get the coughs out.

you were expecting one or two petals, not a wholeass flower, so you had to abruptly stop. you tried to angle yourself away from selever's view, but it was useless.

"hey, you okay?" he put his hand on your back as you coughed a whole rose into your hand.

"y-yeah, i'm fine," you said, trying to hide the bloodied flower from him, even though you knew he saw.

"y/n, what the fuck? who the hell is it?" he made you open your hand to show him the flower.

you shook your head, not wanting to tell him.

"who is it? ruv, sarv, for fuck's sake, rasazy?" he started listing off everyone you knew, except for himself.

"hey, i'm fine," you grabbed his hand.

"no you're not! are you seriously going to fucking die on me after all this time?" you looked up at him and saw tears brimming his eyes.

"we can still enj-"

"i can't fucking enjoy this when you're about to die, y/n! we need to get you to a fucking hospital!" he tried picking you up, but you shook your head again.

"i want to keep my love for you until the very end," you confessed.

he stood, frozen, processing what you just said. 

"y/n, i-" 

you cut him off, saying, "but, since there's no hope anyway, i might as well go to the hospital. you know, at least i can make this my last show of love to you."

"we were going to the hospital either way, we still have to rob that bank," selever seemed a bit happy at this, but he still had tears streaming down his face. he wasn't mad at you, but at himself for not being able to reciprocate your feelings.

he carried you as fast as he could until his phone got a signal, and that's when he called the ambulance. you both waited in silence for a few minutes, until selever wrapped his arms around you.

"i'm sorry that i couldn't-"

you placed your hand over his mouth. "don't be sorry, this is my problem," you smiled at him before you started to violently cough again.

selever held you close until the ambulance came a few minutes later, and before they brought you into the vehicle, he gave you a little peck on the cheek.

"thank you for doing this for me," he whispered in your ear before the ambulance drove away.

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i hate this sm i hate this more than fucking     k a l e

didnt review it, hated it that much

only thing angsty here is how much this fucking sucks

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word count // 1104




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