why do I even love him ( michael afton hanahaki au)

chapter 3:father

 Saturday early morning 25 march 1982 , The afton household 

William pov

I woke up extra early.. not because I wanted to, not at all but because I couldn't sleep anymore..I was drinking some coffee while I sat at the kitchen island..I was making some sketches with pencil..For once I wasn't making a design..No I was drawing my son..I have no reason to..But I know something is wrong with him..I took a sip from my coffee..It was quiet in the house..I could hear the rain outside ..And the clock ticking..I dropped my pencil..I looked at the hallway..I swear I hear crying...It isn't Evan..He sounds different when he cries..I stood up and went upstairs..I already knew where the crying was coming from..I  gently knocked on the door.." mike? " It was suddenly quiet.." mike I know you're awake..Let me in.."

michael pov

It was around 5 am..I stared at the clock..I didn't sleep at all..I couldn't..My body hurts and I have to much to think about..I turned on my belly..I couldn't take it anymore and started crying into my pillow..I was being quite loud..But I didn't care..Father is a deep sleeper anyway..I froze in place as I heard a gentle knock on the door..I heard my father's voice..I stayed silent..Shit I have to open the door..I got out of my bed and opened the door..I didn't look at him and was about to turn around to go back to my bed..But I got stopped by father pulling me into a hug..I was taken back..my father, William afton..Is hugging me?..I was confused..The sadness built up inside me..I wrapped my arms around dad and cried into his shoulder..He seemed pretty okay with it for getting black tears on his purple shirt..But ig  he has enough of those to get one dirty.. We didn't say anything..I just hugged him crying.. " dad? I feel a little sick..Could you get me some painkillers.." I hoped that would help.. father let go of me and smiled slightly.. " I'll go get some..you go sit on your bed.." I smiled..I went to sit down on my bed as father went to the kitchen..I never expected this to happen..Father has been working so much lately he rarely spends time with us..And if he does it's mostly with liz and Evan..He only gives me attention when I do something wrong..

Father entered the room with a glass of water and some pills..He sat down besides me and handed me the glass..I took the pills and drank the water.. He looked at me with a concerned look on his face.. " Did you cry because you didn't feel good or because you're sad?.." he asked me..I looked down.. " people get emotional sometimes you know" He stared at me.. " but there's always a reason why people are sad.."I sighed and let myself fall back on my bed so I was laying on my back..Father looked at me.. " you are hiding something from me.. "he said..I groaned.." I'm fine dad.. I just have a headache.." I could see it on his face that he didn't believe me..he nodded " alright..get some sleep you look a little sick..tell me if something is wrong.."he stood up and made his way towards the door.. he looked at me and waited for me to get under the sheets..He shut of the light and closed the door behind him.. 

I smiled as I actually fell asleep..I woke up around 11 am ..The light from outside lighted up my room..I forgot to close the curtains last night..I got out of my bed and went downstairs..Liz ran towards me and jumped in my arms.." good morning bubba!"She smiled.. I laughed slightly and held her in my arms.. " good morning  lizzy .." I went to the kitchen to see dad cooking..Or at least trying to..I laughed and put liz down.. " Am I dreaming or is 'the' William Afton cooking? I can't believe my eyes.." he laughed sarcastic.." Since you're awake you better help me before the food burns.." I stood besides him.." it's only bacon and eggs .. It's not that difficult, if you burn this I'm laughing my ass of" I helped dad and eventually we had a delicious breakfast..

After breakfast I went to dress..I had put on a red with yellow striped shirt and light blue pants..I sat down at my desk and grabbed my diary out of the bookshelf above my desk..I grabbed a black pen flipped the pages till I found an empty page..I started writing

25 march 1982

Dear diary, yesterday caught me by surprise..I might not have wrote down everything that happened that day..So I'll tell you now..I was just calling with Mark..I enjoyed it..But it made me realize something about myself..I'm gay..And I like my best friend..This sounds normal right? Well not really normal but compared to what I'm going to tell you next it's nothing.. Everyone gets a crush.. And everyone will experience with rejection..But the way I got it..It's rare and hurts..He never told me..But my body decided to tell me..I don't know how to word it..But I'm sick..Very sick..right now It's not that bad..But I know it's going to get worse..I have hanahaki or something like that..I searched it up in the library..Yes I went to the library..I know it's unbelievable.. But when you find yourself coughing up flower petals and blood..You would be curious to know what was going on to..It turns out I'm going to die..

I wrote down everything I knew about the disease..I sighed as I finished and closed my diary.. I put it back on the shelf..Just on time cause dad yelled for me..I went downstairs..It turns out we're staying with Henry this weekend since they needed to work and father didn't want to leave us home alone..

The weekend was nice..We actually had fun as a big family.. We played board games and cooked food together.. we even baked cookies..I felt great actually, I didn't feel sick at all..It was like the disease went away..Maybe I'm already over Mark..Does it even work like that? Well it doesn't matter I felt better , that's all that matters.. We went home Sunday evening..I made my stuff ready for school and went to sleep..I hoped school would be as much fun as Friday..

But hope isn't reality..

creator note

I hope you enjoyed this chapter next chapter will be different..

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