★ HANAHAKI

NEUN

it was the last day before chan, would die. everyone was called to the table, including their manager.

"what's been going on, channie-hyung?" hyunjin asked, his body leaning forwards to the pale older. chan has definetely gotten skinnier and paler, which worried the others a lot.

"i, uhm, am a bit sick. and i'll, be-" chan started before coughing violently, making felix jump and hold him close. minho looked at the two and felt a weird spark again. jealousy? no way. his heart belonged to jisung.

"mate, you go and do - that - and i'll explain." felix reassured, and chan nodded, walking to his bathroom.

felix sat down, and looked at everyone.

"channie-hyung has some disease called the hanahaki disease, and he's dying, soon. tomorrow, actually." the room was silent, before minho stood up and went upstairs. felix called out for him, but failed to get him to come back.

minho ran to chan's direction. how could chan hide it from them? he doesn't even know what the 'hanahaki' disease is but chan's dying. dying.

his hand tapped at the bathroom door of chan's room as the other hand landed on his hip. as his knuckle laid one bit, the door slightly opened, revealing a chan, throwing up over the toilet.

"c-channie-hyung?" minho lowly whispered, shocked of his discovery. was this, the disease? chan wretched once more before looking behind, blood and petals all over his mouth and the toilet.

"ah- lino-yah i-"

"channie-hyung.." tears started to splatter under minho's eyes as he ran and hugged the boy. minho's hands wrapped around the thin base of chan's body as the ginger's head landed onto the brunette's shoulder. "why didn't you..."

"minho-ah." chan smiled through the blood. it was nearly midnight, three minutes to twelve o'clock. "you know, i love you."

"i- i do to. we all do-"

"not as friends." minho's glass eyes widened, his body leaning back as he sat infront of the sick boy. "as lovers. i love you, and, i know you don't, since jisung is..."

"h-how?" minho had never opened up to anyone about his crush on jisung, so how did chan know?

"hanahaki.. when a victim of one-sided love vomits out..." interrupted by a painful cough, chan tried to get himself together. "the petals of a flower growing in their lungs..."

minho then realised his mistake. his tears sped as his wails were now obvious. the ginger head put his head down, facing the floor in guilt. he had caused the sickness. for chan to emerge into this, horrible fate. and it was all him.

"minho... come here." minho's head whipped up as he looked at chan, and chan bent, giving a sweet kiss to each other's lips. it tasted of metal and coffee, minho slowly getting addicted to it's taste. chan pulled away, and smiled gently.

"go to jisung, and tell him you love him, stupid."

minho swallowed his tears, and washed his face, helping chan up as they both left together.