Hanahaki Disease || 𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒋𝒊𝒗𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒆

E i g h t

"This was about a year ago or so..."

...

Chan's Backstory pov :

"Family of 5, my parents, sister and brother. I'm the oldest, got responsibilities like any other. My dad owns the biggest company of all Sydney Australia, my home country. We had to travel, a lot. It was fun at times, but it started to get sickening.

A few years went by and I was now 16, my dad called me for something "important." Turns out I had to become friends with Mr. Hwangs kid. But the catch was, becoming friends to lovers...I didn't know why. My dad said it was for a higher chance in making his company successful. My mom even agreed. Thats when I met...Hwang Hyunjin.

Things went by smoothly and perfectly. Hyunjin was one stunning guy, catches anyone's attention. His black silky hair amazes anyone. I thought to myself, 'he was the one.' Not for his looks, but his persona. I trust him with my life...that's when things went ugly.

I walked in my room with Hyunjin having sex with another dude. He tried explaining things but that wouldn't change shit. I told my dad everything but he didn't believe me. He believes that brat fucker rather than his own son...I left Australia. And came here to Korea. I lived on my own, my siblings stayed with my parents. So I went to school, and that's when I met you."

Back to Jeongin Pov :

Now I see. Hyunjin is a bratty fucking bitch like I thought so myself. Poor Channie.

I don't know any advice for comforting anyone, I've never had that on me. I gently placed my hand on his shoulder and reached in for a hug. A warm hug. Chan needed to time to think what was going on, but he then reached in and hugged me back.

"W-ork?" I let out. He had a nice apartment locked expensive too from the outside. Imagine the inside.

"Work?" He repeated. I nodded.

"I work as a barista, not much of a flex." He chuckled.

I wanted to say something else but I couldn't let it out. So I pulled back my phone and typed, 'Does your parents send you money?' Chan mouth read again.

"Oh. Yes, and no." He smiled, I knew it was a forced one. I know one when I see it. I tilted my head for him to continue.

"Sometimes, when they feel like it I guess." He sighed. "Enough about me, can I know more about you?"

My eyes widened. Me? Know about me? The fucking petal freak? Why?

I was too shock to even say anything, in which I can't. I couldn't keep Chan waiting, I had to say something.

"U-uh I.." I started. "H-had, big b-brother." Chan nodded, I felt like a child trying to say they're first words.

"L-loves me." I crossed my hands making them hug me. Chan puts on a warm smile and finds it cute how I was hugging myself.

"But..."

"R-rope...a-nd..I- no.." I stuttered, massively shaking.  Shit shit shit, not again. Get that shit off your head dammit!

My voice cracked as I started to cry, a warm feeling I started to develop, Chan. He was hugging me.

"You can stop right there. No need to go further." He softly said. "Enough of that, why don't you tell me your favorite candy." He changed the subject.

"S-star-bursts." I sniffed.

"Ah those are delicious, mines are m&ms." He laughed out. You've also been through a lot, how can you just...move on? And forget...

"Cha-nnie?"

"Hm."

"H-how can y-ou forg-et.."

Chan laid on my bed, letting out a sigh. He patted on my bed, meaning to do the same. I laid there right next to him.

"I don't forget it." He said. "I always remember, it's not easy to forget, but it's easy to move on." He turned around facing me with his smile brightly showing. I don't get it, I want to forget. Everything.

"Why did you want to know?" He curiously said.

"N-no reason."

Chan smiled even more.

"Your voice is soothing." I blushed. HUH? My voice? Is that a bad thing?

"B-bad?"

"What? No no, it's beautiful." Chan stood up. Did he really mean it? Beautiful...