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〔kagami x aomine〕

painting the flowers red
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!!warning!! subtle implication of sex and very much two guys. and a little blood so beware you've been warned!!

it's reaaaallly early in the morning so this is very much unedited, otherwise here is my rendition of the Hanahaki Disease. and vote!! i thrive on votes like i'm dead without them.

things like need to know:
• acacia - concealed love; chaste love
• daffodil - unrequited love
• purple hyacinth - sorrow; please forgive me
• primrose - i can't live without you
• stripe carnation - wish I could be with you
• withered flowers - rejected love
• dead leaves - sadness
• cyclamen - resignation; good bye
• ambrosia - your love is reciprocated
• single full bloom rose - i love you
• mistletoe - kiss me
• this is very very long like maybe 20 or so pages. it's kinda like an apology bc i disappeared again but i'm working on stuff for you guys ;)
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•third person•

what...was this?

Aomine looked at his hand, the acacia blossom laid out in his palm covered in spit and blood. he looked back at Kagami's bare silhouette in the bed, making sure he was asleep before he stood up and went to the bathroom.

"what the fuck? where did this come -" he coughed more, leaning on the counter for support as flower petals poured out of his mouth into the sink. Aomine heaved, thinking he was going to gag but only more flower petals fell out of his mouth.

what was happening to him?

"Aomine? are you throwing up?"

"no! don't come in here!" he pushed off from the counter and quickly locked the door just as Kagami got to it as well. Aomine was almost thrown back off the door as Kagami slammed into it. even if their basketball days were over, Kagami was ripped, a fact that Aomine was not very appreciative of right now as he pushed back.

"hey, if you're not feeling well you can just admit it." Aomine went to retort, but he turned back to the sink and coughed out more flower petals. they were daffodils, and the only reason he knew that was because Momoi made him read a book. which is why he knew what they meant and why this was happening.

the rare and often fatal Hanahaki disease.

but why now? him and Kagami had been doing this for months, why was he afflicted right now?

"Aomine, I'm getting the key to the door if you don't tell me what's wrong."

"don't come in here! I'm fine! I just...I choked on my cigarette."

really Aomine? you choked on your cigarette? nice one, Kagami's really going to believe that one when my lighter and cigarettes are under our discarded clothes.

it was quiet outside the door, and Aomine was trying to figure out if the red head was still there or not, but when he heard the sigh of resignation and the sound of Kagami sitting on the floor he relaxed. he choked down more flowers that tickled his throat.

"you know I'm here for you if need me. I don't want you messing yourself up for the sake of looking cool."

"I did it once, Kagami!" they laughed a little, Aomine's laugh turning into a cough that brought him to his knees. he leaned over the counter and spit out a whole primrose. he stared at it wide eyed, looking at the blood drip off the petals onto his hand.