The Withering Flower and The Pretty One.

The Withering Flower

Have you ever felt, a sense of longing, the feeling like there's someone out there that you're meant to be with? Well, I have. Unfortunately for me, I'm near bedridden in a hospital and only have a couple years left in my lifespan.

Now, you may be wondering 'How old are you?', well, to answer that; Im 22. I'm 22 and stuck in a fucking hospital bed because I'm dying. Great. "Sir, it's time for your daily stroll." Said the male nurse.

He was very pretty, he had navy blue hair and golden eyes, and though he was dressed in those bland nurse colors, he still glowed brighter than 1 thousand stars. I get into my wheelchair and he starts to push me around.  Finally, we are at the hospital courtyard, where all the dying people collectively gather together and talk about how much misery they feel.

"Can you set me right by this bench? I want to admire the scenery." The nurse nodded and strolled me over to the bench, then he sat down next to me. I felt him looking directly at me,,,, Weird. "So, do you want to pick some flowers, Mr. Ouma?" The male nurse said, he had a soft smile on his face.

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"Um,,,, How am i supposed to do that? I can't even walk anymore, let alone use my legs and knees to pick flowers." The facial expression he made after realizing what he had just said looked similar to a child after having broken something. I laughed at him. "What's so funny?"

"Your facial expression just now." I kept laughing, i wiped a tear away from my eyes. "I dont think it was that funny..." He pouted.

10 minutes pass.

"Mr. Ouma, it's time to go back to your room, i had fun hanging out with you." He smiled. The nurse's name was Shuichi Saihara, we may have only known eachother for a day (he was my newly assigned nurse) yet i already feel as though I've known him all my life. He grabs my wheelchair handles and starts to wheel me back to my hospital room.

I didn't sleep that night, i was too busy admiring how his beauty was that of a pale jewel, glistening in the moonlight.

His contagious laughter, his empathy, his everything that he had shown me, it was all a gorgeous and beautiful thing, like water reflecting the moon, with all the brightest stars showing in the night. He was my beautiful moon, and i never want him and i to be seperated.

This is someone who i want to spend the rest of my life with, which is short, yes, but still.

I close my eyes and drift off into sleep.

Tomorrow will be even greater.

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AN:

Hello!!! This is the first chapter of the book, i am extremely happy with how it turned out! I hope you all enjoyed it, I'm sorry it wasn't longer. ALSO; the cover right now is a placeholder, the image of rain on a window is not my own, all credit goes to the photographer who made it.