talk2me, (markhyuck)

third

the time was now almost eleven at night. mark had not returned home and it made donghyuck inflamed. he had told him he would be here. he hadn't even eat the whole day because he was supposed to be here.

donghyuck sat on their shared bed upstairs as he typed away on his laptop. he needed to go to his job tomorrow, he needed the money and so many late and calling in sick days would sure enough get him fired.
but donghyuck was also typing away trying to find out what the hell was growing out of his neck. well it wasn't faulty and a non surprise that it was some sort of plant. but he never knew that a plant would be growing outside of him.
he typed in rational and irrational things onto his computer before he widened his eyes, coming in at his last two options.

hanahaki? hanauso?

donghyuck had heard plenty of hanahaki disease. it crushed him to re read the symptoms because he had a friend who had experienced this once. he wasn't one of the lucky ones and sadly passed. but donghyuck had never coughed up any petals, or flowers. he had a stem coming and growing out of his neck. donghyuck reached to poke the stem and instantly cringed at the pain. he bit his lip as he scrolled down and he knew he found his answer.

Hanauso Disease is a disease in which when the victim's loved one lies or betrays them, flowers will grow out of the victim's neck. Alongside that, the victim will be unable to talk until their loved one tells the truth.

donghyuck was in shock because if this wasn't what was wrong with him? then what was it? a flower was surely growing out of his neck. he didn't understand the concept of his lover lying to him; until donghyuck could seriously recall all these past nights. and just now too, he lied about being home. he lied about it all. donghyuck then shut the laptop as he stared into oblivion of realization. it too said he wouldn't be able to talk until his lover tells the truth but donghyuck knew that was satire. he could talk.

donghyuck then picked up his phone, finding mark's contact before calling him. it went straight to voicemail the first time, so he dialed again. voicemail once more. third time was the charm as donghyuck was relieved to hear mark's low voice on the other end.

"what is it donghyuck?"

"m-mark."

donghyuck was barely inching words out as he felt it hard to speak. not only was his voice still strained but with whatever single syllable he spoke, his throat felt so tense and it felt like he was being crushed. he poked the flower again instantly regretting it as mark spoke.

"donghyuck? you sound terrible. you're so sick just go to bed. i will still bring dinner o-okay."

donghyuck found it weird how mark had stuttered until he listened to his voice effectively. mark sounded out of breath. like he was deeply breathing. donghyuck was confused at this as he heard a few background noises as well. "hurry home." was the last thing donghyuck could say as if he wanted to cry. he hung up the phone, tossing it as he then clutched the blanket he was under and bit his lip. he could feel the flower deliberately piercing his skin as it grew more. donghyuck figured mark lied about being home soon, and having dinner.
after the flower did it's budding donghyuck didn't even want to see it now. he loved flowers so much in the past knowing that they never caused severe harm to anyone. only if you were allergic.

he sniffled and he let tears stream down his face. he was just in constant pain and better yet he knew he couldn't have mark knowing about this at all. donghyuck then slipped more under the covers, making sure just his head was visible. he planned to wear any sort of turtle neck clothing to hide the flower and he was happy and thanked everything and everyone that it was november. so wearing turtle necks for so long won't be a bad excuse.

he just hoped mark would tell him the truth to maybe keep this relationship sustainable until the worst had to happen, and donghyuck never wanted the worse to happen; to never see the sun again nor the moon.

to be in constant pain and hear his last breath before he would just become someone that was in this world. donghyuck didn't want to die.

so he needed mark to just be there. he needed mark to try. he loved mark and he was sure he loved him but no matter wherever mark was donghyuck wasn't there and donghyuck had often thought mark liked it that way.

but as of right now, the hanauso disease had donghyuck strung on a fingertip, possibly slipping his life away with any sort of snap of a finger.

tbc.