jeongguk glanced up, smiling against taehyung's bruised thighs, memorials of many years of foolish games and daring activities the two boys committed together.
taehyung looked down, biting his lip. he didn't speak immediately but instead rolled from under jeongguk, adjusting so that he was cradled as the little spoon in jeongguk's arms.
mumbling against the grass, taehyung smiled at the tickling of a ladybug climbing on his hair."i'm not dying jeongguk..i'm living..what else can I even begin to say about that?"
smiling, jeongguk watched as taehyung laid in his element, he was nineteen now and no one would have ever guessed he was ever sick.
"you're like a little garden in my arms with honey running through your veins..and I promise i'll tend to you so you never die"
and the boys lived many years, gardening and growing from the small seedlings they were to full rooted trees, ready to help plant another flower boy.
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