I love you, but you're not mine |-| hanahaki byler au :)

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•W I L L S - P O V•
-January 2nd, 1985-
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Will woke up from a good nights rest; one full of happy dreams and comfort. He realized he had been snuggled into Mikes chest, and blushed like hell. He sat up, leaning his fluffed hair on the head board; straining his neck and groaning slightly.

Will stayed in that position until he felt something in his stomach, a knot of some sort. He got up quickly but gracefully, careful not to wake Mike. He rushed to the bathroom, clenching his stomach. He threw up; and once again, flower petals. He fully leaned against the sink, his cold hands reaching toward the back of his neck. He tilted his head down and felt something on his neck; it wasn't a mole or pimple, it was a soft texture. Like a flower.

Does this mean it's getting worse..?

He brushed the feeling of worry out of his chest and coughed again. This time, a miniature flower popped out of his mouth. He began to subtly cry, tired of this curse brought upon him.

Eventually, he rubbed his eyes and went back to his room, surprised to see mike awake.

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Will fiddled with the bumps on the side of the device while Dustin's voice continued rambling on. The most he could say in response was a "mhm" or "ok" out of boredom.

Until, he felt hot breath trickle down his neck, a familier scent hitting his nose. He felt his face grow burned, hotter than magma. "M-mike" he whispered, a knot forming in his throat. The walkie talkie turned off and Mike moved a section of hair from Wills neck. "What's this..?" He whispered back, touching the flower. Will took a breath, then set down the device. "I- um.. don't know.." he lied.

he never enjoyed lying of coarse, but in this case he didn't really have a choice. He didn't exactly want to tell him he was the cause, either. Because will didn't think that anyone needed to care for someone as worthless as him.

Mike draped his arms around wills neck, pulling him into a tired embrace. "Will, please, you can tell me anything." His hot breath now warming wills ear. Will shut his eyes tightly and decided what he should do. "Mike" he pushed the taller boy off of him, making him stumble in response. "I'm fine." He finished sternly. "Alright then." He furrowed his brows,

"I'm leaving. Thanks for shit."

Will opened his eyes wide, tears threatening to burst at the scene. Will grabbed Mike before he could hit the doorstep, and reluctantly, mike turned back. "I'm leaving, will. I don't understand how we are supposed to be best friends if you can't even tell me why your sick! Why there is a fucking flower on the back of your neck?" Mike yelled while Will moved his arm from mikes hand to the back of his neck. "It's just complicated right now, Mike. I l-" Will stopped himself, knowing Mike would probably call him a slur or something. "I care about you, mike. I just don't want anything to happen, I-I" he sat down on his bed, taking a breath. Mike looked back at him, now feeling a bit sorry.

Mike then sighed, his mind pacing on what to do.

Before he could think any longer, will coughed a flower. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you like a vine? Does the upside down have something to do with it?" He looked at Wills guilty expression. He patted the thick covers next to him, motioning for mike to sit down. Mike did and started getting more concerned for Will.

"Mike.. Do you know hanahaki?" Will looked up at him for the first time in what seemed to be ages; tears now slowly falling from his waterline. Mike took his thumb and wiped away the tears, a sad smile stretching across his face. "I dont,
b-but it seems bad, and I just don't want to loose my best friend." It was if he had emphasized the word 'best friend' on purpose; so it would ring in both the boys heads, pounding with the thought of being 'friend zoned.'

But this wasn't new to Will, for about 5 years Mike has chosen el over him. They're a happy couple, and will doesn't want to destroy that all because of a silly crush. He'd just have to talk to Dustin tomorrow.
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