Sweet Pea ❇Jackbum Story

Chapter V

A week has passed and not much has changed. The trees are still producing air. The weather is still always changing. The sun and moon still come out at their appropriate hours... And Jackson still has been getting more love ,more hugs ,more cuddles more everything, from the group members and he kinda likes it -not that he would ever admit it out loud.-

However no amount of hugs no amount of Love -friendly love- and no amount of cuddles seemed to stop this ache in his heart or the soreness in his throat. If Jackson, thought his coughing and random attacks back then were bad, horrible couldn't even be applied now.

He couldn't eat, for the food would usually -95% of the time- come out with the flowers, which was just plain gross and disgusting. Liquids were okay, but one can only live with consuming liquids only for a certain time, before falling weak.

That wasn't the worst thing however.
Oh no, it got worse.
Jackson started growing vines around his ribcage. He had noticed it before, but the color was barely visible, he thought not as much as a second on it, and dismissed it. But now. Oh it was... It was "Freakishly Beautiful" or at least that's what Mark-hyung said, after catching sight of Jackson's stomach when it was slightly still okay.

Jackson lifted his shirt once more to view his -dangerously- now caved stomach. He has been missing so much food, it is no surprise to him. His abs were gone -due to him having no strength to work out- and replaced with his jutting ribs. He followed the vines, starting where his lungs where, with his eyes. The vines were a-joined with small multi-colored sweet peas
-and their toxic seeds-. The vines splayed all across his stomach, even on top of his ribcage. Jackson traces one of the, particularly thicker vine's with his finger tip softly, afraid to press to hard. His eyes well-up with tears, as he releases his clenched fist, letting his shirt fall.

Drip, Drop, Drip. 💧

He was never good at hiding his emotions anyway.

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It seems as though Jaebum will never notice Jackson.

It's been weeks -two to be exact- since Jackson has spoken to Jaebum, not that Jaebum has done anything to approach him, even less has Jaebum tried to speak to Jackson. Jackson is sure Jaebum has heard him cough his lungs out yet, he has done nothing to soothe or comfort him, but he tries not to think about it too much.
Key-word tries. He can't help but dwell over it. Jaebum never once brought him water, he never once brought him a cough drop
-not that it would help him-, he never once, even offered him a simple, "are you okay?" Jackson knew Jaebum would never notice him, even less love him. But it was small gestures like these, he couldn't help but wish with all his heart, too come true.

Jackson was tired. Tired of the heartache. Tired of going unnoticed. Tired of coughing. Tired of being not good enough. Tired of feeling weak. Tired of being sad. Tired of not being able to eat. Tired of not being loved back. But he was especially tired of those damn flowers.

It was a rash decision and a spur of the moment but,

He decided, he would get the surgery.

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Loving Jaebum was, incredible, it was magical. It was everything he hoped his first love to be -minus the fact of not being loved back-. He loved every thing about Jaebum. And he especially loved how just being close to the guy made him feel. But he hoped, by going through with the surgery, he would find these feelings and more with someone else, someone who actually loved him back.

He decided to tell the person who has been helping him the most. The person who always gives him their attention. The person who always gives him hugs and subtle kisses on the cheek. The person who seemed to help him up, when he was feeling low. The person who seemed to always have a spare ear or shoulder, just for Jackson.

He decided to tell bambam about possibly getting the surgery.

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