STRAY KIDS ONE-SHOTS

[ Sidelines ] Jisung x Reader

Shout out to @ChloeMillete and @Kae_the_gay  for requesting pt 2 for Sidelines! The story isn't COMPLETED yet so I will be making a pt 3 soon! Just give me some time pls 😭

WARNING, THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES: 
                                                         - BLOOD
                                                         - FICTIONAL DISEASE (HANAHAKI)
                                                         - DEATH

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As Y/n sat against the wall she cried into her knees, wondering what she did wrong. 'Why... what did I do to deserve this?' she thought to herself as she made an attempt to wipe her tears away but her mood just darkened even more seeing that it didn't work as the tears continued to pour out of her eyes. 

Where did she go wrong? What sin did she commit that was so bad that she had to suffer such mental pain? Such pain that it could be felt physically? And even cause serious damage... 

Y/N'S POV: 

'I shouldn't be crying... I should be happy for them.' I thought to myself as I held my chest and tried to wipe away my tears with my long sleeve but failed to do so as the tears continued to pour. Slowly, my throat started to hurt, I figured that it was from the amount of crying that I'd done the night before and right now. My phone started to ring, I took it out of my pocket and saw that it was Yeram calling me. I didn't have any sort of energy to even pick up the phone or think of an answer to give Yeram. 

After a while, my crying started to calm down although the pain in my chest didn't go away at all. 'I should probably leave now...' I suggested to myself as I looked at the sky, it was almost night as I could tell from the setting sun. Night should be rolling in a while later so I finally found the energy to bring me back up to my feet and started to walk away. My phone continued to vibrate in my pocket for the passing minutes, although I hadn't checked a single notification after Yeram's unanswered call, I already knew that it was Sooa and Yeram since my parents were out of town for a business trip. When I got home, the pain in my throat seemed to be stubborn as it didn't die down at all. 'I should drink some water' I thought, I threw my bag on the floor and headed to the kitchen when I got there I grabbed a glass cup and poured some water but before I could even lift the cup to my mouth I started to cough up a bit "Damn, I'm getting sick soon..." I managed to mumble out my words as my coughing increased, I placed my cup down and held the countertop. 

The coughs became harsher with every leaving cough, I closed my eyes and let out another cough, I felt something else coming out of my mouth and suddenly I stopped coughing. Confused, I opened my eyes and saw flower petals with glimmering red blood on them scattered on the counter "What the..." I softly said as I looked at them in horror. "What is going on?" I asked practically to no one as I backed away from the counter 'Wait... no I know what's going on.' I thought to myself, I remember when I was younger I would read stories about a disease that was said to be fictional. "What was that disease called again?" I asked myself as I grabbed a wet rag and started to clean the counter getting rid of the petals and the blood stains. I went into my room and opened my laptop, I started to search up my symptoms in a panic as I had no idea how to treat myself from this and since it was said to be fiction I was sure that finding a cure for this would be difficult. 

I clicked the enter button after typing down my symptoms and immediately results came in filling my screen with "Hanahaki disease..." I read out the information about the disease and what the results of my search said, I learned that coughing up the petals was only stage one and that this disease could lead to death. I sat back in my chair as I let the reality sink in, tears started to swell up in my eyes as I finally said the words out "I'm going to die..."