Hanahaki Disease || 𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒋𝒊𝒗𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒆

F i v e

Chan kept the same face. Why do you care so much?

I couldn't say anything, even if I tried. My eyes blurred. A tear escaped falling down my cheek. Was I seriously crying over this? What the fuck Jeongin.

Chan gained realization and automatically let go. I'm such a baby. Why the fuck was I crying?

I suddenly coughed which resulted petals and blood flying out my mouth. Fuck.

This time it hurt like hell. There were more petals then usual. Chan looked around the cafeteria trying to figure out a way to help me. He took his bag and gave me a scarf he had. It was quite large and wide. He handed it to me and leaded me to the bathroom. I felt eyes on me. Stop starring, stop starring.

Chan opened the empty stall, it was big inside so he went in as well. He leaned next to the toilet while I kept coughing out more petals and blood. He patted my back to comfort me, didn't work.

About 10 minutes after the whole petal incident, I had my head back while sitting in the bathroom wall. Chan on the other side of the wall doing the same. So we were now facing each other. Great.

Sweat drained off my face. My lips were cherry pink and dried. Chan helped out with my breathing since it sounded shaky and uneven.

"In and out, slowly." Chan used his hands to  form the breathing technique. I followed.

...

"You...okay?"

I nodded. I can't even say yes?

Chan nodded back, I bet he wanted me to say something. By the look on his face he seemed a bit disappointed. Shit.

We were still sitting on the floor. I clenched my hands that were lying on the floor. I placed them to my chest and looked at Chan. I agape my mouth barely showing my teeth.

"I-i." I let out. Chan flinched and looked up at me shocked. I was shock myself. Can I, really say something?

"I-innie?" Chan moved himself closer. "Did you..say something just now?" Chan was utterly shocked. I was too.

Can I say something again? I'm I really not mute?

"C-Chan..." my voice sounded fading away. I froze once I formed my actual first word. Chan gasped silently himself. He didn't hesitate to move closer to me. We were now facing each other.

"Your talking Innie." Chan smiled. He cupped my face and made eye contact with me. I felt my body relive from everything. My world stopped. Why am I feeling this way?

I kept my contact with him, his eyes looking like shooting stars. His face ethereal. How can you look so fucking good?

...

We left the bathroom and walked to his locker. Lunch had already ended. I was right beside him while he was opening his locker. Something fell from it, so I decided to pick it up. I walked to it, as soon as I picked it up some of my bullies pushed me hard enough to lose my balance when I was standing up with the item that left Chans locker.

"Haha loser!"

"He's that weak he lost his balance! BHAH"

"Fucking loser."

I looked at the bully group while they all laughed. I just stared at them leave. Everything was becoming blurry, no tears left my eyes. Why.

Chan picked me up. He had his veiny hands on top of my shoulders. I heard my name being called but I ignored it. I gave whatever that fell to him and walked away. I went outside and hid behind a bush. I sat down, a tree protecting me from the hot sun.

Where's my fucking cigarette..

I pulled one I had in my pocket, thank god. I had my lighter I always carry with me anywhere. I flicked it and started to smoke. I sighed silently only I can hear it. I didn't feel anything but relief after that smoke.

"Why so lonely? A pretty boy like you shouldn't be alone like this."

Who's that..?

I looked up to see a long black-haired boy. He had majestic eyes.

"What's your name pretty boy?"

Who is this guy? What the fuck..?