Hanahaki Disease || 𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒋𝒊𝒗𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒆

F o u r

So this is what a hug feels like...it feels...Good.

...

After this emotional moment we headed back to class. Hell.

Chan explained to the teacher with a convinced lie and we were excused.

We sat down and the teacher continued about the project. I was glad when the teacher never said anything about presenting in front of the class. I felt relieved after hearing that. My eyes were failing to stay awake, I fought it but lost and closed them shut. My chin resting my hand trying to keep it steady.

Chan sensed and turned to see me struggle to get myself in a comfortable position. The deans were connected, a long table only to fit two people. He slid his chair closer to me and gently placed his hand on my head. I got a little startle but he signed that it was okay. I let myself fall onto his shoulder and peacefully slept.

...

*Ring Ring*

"Innie." Chan called out softly. I slowly started to wake up. I was sleeping so peacefully bro.

I groaned and started to stretch. Fuck I shouldn't have done that. I felt a sharp sting on my stomach.

"Don't push yourself." Chan had his hands wrapped around me. It wasn't a big deal, I'm used to this now.

...

Classes went by quicker then I had expected. I don't know if I should be happy or upset. I headed to my locker with Chan by my side and started inserting the code.

"You free today?" Chan asked out of no where. I was opened the locker and grabbed my bag zipping it. I wasn't sure if I had things going on. I'll have to ask dad. As much as I don't want to even be near him. Mom would be home today right? I wasn't afraid of her, she only smokes and drinks quite less. I had a feeling she cared for me, she just showed it differently.

I pulled out my phone and typed, 'I'll have to ask my parents, I'll text you.'

He gained a smile and started to plan everything.

"We should go to the park, I'll take berry with me...Oh! Maybe we can go to the mall and get something to eat and shop! Ah..Hangout at my place? Sleepover?" Chan wouldn't shut up and started going on and on coming up with new ideas nonstop. So noisy. I didn't answer him.

We started heading to the cafeteria since Chan got hungry. He gonna get a whole ass meal again isnt he.

I was just standing next to him not close to the line where people were ordering their food. My pale cold hands inside my sweatshirt pockets still waiting for Chan.

He thanked the lunch lady and smiled at the food. He ordered something differently this time.

"Here ya go." Chan slid the plate right to me at the lunch table. I was on my phone until I looked up at him then the plate of food. I just stared at it and continued to go on my phone.

Chan sighed and waved his right hand at me, not to close. I blinked and looked up to him.

"I haven't seen you eat ever since I came to this school. Do you even eat?" Chan moved the plate closer to me. I stopped the plate coming any closer and pushed it back slowly to Chan. He looked worried. I shook my head a 'no.'

Do I really look that thin? Should I try eating something? If I refuse, what excuse should I come up?

Fuck it.

I took a piece of chicken that was placed at the side of the plate. I took a great look at it, I was regretting it. I felt Chans gaze on me. Is he really going to stare at me eat this? What the fuck dude.

I bit the chicken and chewed slowly. Not even a second after the second chew I felt like vomiting. I tried keeping a straight face pretending to enjoy the dish. Chan wasn't buying it.

"When was the last time you ate?" Chan gave me the dad look. I didn't bother look at him.

That when he lifted my chin up with his index. My stomach tightened and my ears were turning blush red in seconds. My eyes were fixed onto his.

"So?" Chan said again still having his index to my chin. I placed the chicken on the plate and turned my head away leaving his finger still in the same position but without my chin being in place.

"I see then." Chan said. He said it so straightforward, but it felt cold. I was about to pull out my phone when Chan appeared right next to me, tightening his hand on mine while I was holding my phone. I tried pulling away to type something but he was too strong. I gave up and finally looked at him. The hells wrong with you.

"Speak."

What?