<Hang up> A ZelkPVP Hanahaki Fic

Chapter two

Zelk POV

Luckily Zak's house wasn't that far from mine so I didn't need to run too far.
I reached the front door and started violently coughing but convinced myself it was from running.
The outside of his house looked extremely aesthetically pleasing, but I wasn't really that amused by it since I've seen it a hundred thousand times.
I rang the doorbell, as I continued coughing.
I started feeling something soft and fragile in my throat, but still continued to tell myself that it was from running.
Fortunately Zak opened the door before I could start overthinking it.
"What did they do tonight.." He said to me as I walked into the house.
"The usual 'You're going to hell you worthless disgrace' lecture" I responded to him in a laughing way as I gently placed my bag and books onto the couch, my cough not stopping.
"You sound like you're dying, is everything alright?" He asked, meanwhile turned on the TV and sat on the couch.
"It's most likely from the running, but I do need to go to the bathroom. Be right back." I said as I went upstairs and isolated myself in the bathroom.
'What the fuck is that..?" I said in my head as I threw up what seemed like a..
rose petal?!
'Where did that come from?!' I said as I coughed up another one.
I heard a faint voice calling my name.
"Zelk, are you good in there?"
I figured it was Zak so I shouted back "Yea, don't worry" and fake flushed the toilet.
"Soooo, are you gonna stay here tonight or go back home?" Zak asked me as I walked back downstairs, still coughing but luckily not throwing up any more petals.
'What the fuck was that anyways?' I thought to myself.
"I'll uh.. stay here, if that's ok with you.." I said and sat on the couch with him.

[omg the timeskip to tmr is real]

Zelk POV

I barely slept yesterday, the coughing kept me from falling asleep.
Luckily though, Zak didn't realise anything.
Yesterday I asked him if I could only use one of the bathrooms, since there were two, so nobody figured out anything.
Throughout my unplanned all-nighter, I managed to find more info about that petal thing that had kept me up in the first place. The article said..

,,
It is called 'Hanahaki'. Hanahaki
comes with unrequited, or
one-sided love where the target
of the disease has their crushes
favourite flower growing in their
lungs, resulting in them throwing up
petals, and as the flower grows
bigger, they begin to puke blood and
eventually die.

We can only hope that their
favourite flower isn't a type of rose.
,,
"We can only hope that their favourite flower isn't a type of rose."
Those words hit me like a bus.
'What happens if it is though?' I thought to myself, and quickly realised the answer to my question.
"Zelkieee boyyy, are you awake?" Zak busted into my room, luckily I had swept all the petals before he had woken up.
"Goodmorning." I said, pretending to have just woken up.
We went downstairs and he made breakfast, my coughing more painful than before.
"You really needa see a doctor man, that cough doesn't sound right to me." He said, not even turning to face me.
"N-nah I'm g-good" I said.
Then suddenly I felt something coming up my throat again.
'No no no no no not now' I whispered just so he couldn't hear me.
"I-I need to go to the bathroom, be back" I was barely heard while rushing to the bathroom I had for myself and coughed out everything there.