Hanahaki || Style

Petals || Chapter 1

Author note: Okay, so these are going to be short chapters, but i will update it everyday if I have time!! And if it gets popular, because if not, then whats the point lmao)

He woke up, like every other day. Except, today isn't a normal day. Once Kyle had walked into his bathroom to brush his teeth, petals, petals rapidly fell out of his throat and he coughed up blood. He froze there, looking into the sink where he threw up and blood drooled down his mouth. Stuttering words which couldn't be translated

After Kyle had searched up everything he had finally realized.

The Hanahaki disease, was what he had. It was very rare, and he got it. Tears fell out of Kyles eyes, knowing he wont live long. The red haired boy cleaned up his sink and got ready, going to school. There was no cure to this disease, other than if your love, the one who you like, loves you back and confesses to you.

Stan marsh was the one he loves, but, this boy loves another girl. And Kyle knew this. A sigh escaped Kyles mouth and he couldn't focus in class. Although, his best friend asked if he was alright, but just replied with a nod and put his cheek onto his palm. He felt something tug at his throat and shot his hand up into the air, holding one hand over his mouth and asked to go to the bathroom. 

Kyle ran to the bathroom and opened a stall, throwing up petals into the bowl, Stan came into the bathroom a few minutes later, knowing Kyle was not alright and knocked on the stall.
''Shit-'' He whispered and closed the toilet lid, opening the stall door
''Uhm.. Hey'' Kyle said 
''Are you alright, you looked like you threw up'' Stan asked, seeing a glimpse of blood on Kyles bottom lip. Kyle nodded.

                        ~TIME SKIP~ 

Kyle sat down on his bed, sighing deeply. Why him, out of all people, to get this miserable disease. The taste of rose petals had been stuck on his tongue, he just wanted to hold Stan in his arms, forever. Play with his hair forever. Be his only focus, all day. He heard bangs, like rocks on his window and he walked over to it, wiping the tears from his eyes and opened the window.
''Hey, let me in!'' Stan said, Kyle laughed a bit and helped Stan in, sitting down with him on the bed.
''Are you alright? You look pretty down lately'' Stan sounded a bit worried.
''Y..-'' Kyle sighed. ''No..'' Stan felt pretty bad for Kyle and put his arms around him, not knowing what was wrong with him. The black haired boy rocked Kyle side to side a bit and moved a piece of his curly red hair out of his emerald eyes behind his ear.
''Kyle, you know you can tell me anything, and ill always be for you, okay?'' 
''Mhm'' Kyle smiled softly. Until he felt a thorn poke at his throat.