Changkyun blinked up at the hospital ceiling. His chest throbbed dully and he realized he had an oxygen mask fit over his lips. Kihyun was sitting on the visitor's chair, and when he noticed Changkyun was awake, he pulled his seat closer and tugged an earphone out of his ear. "The surgery turned out to be a bit complicated because of how extensive the roses had grown." Kihyun's hand ruffled Changkyun's hair. "You're going to be hospitalized for a bit."
"Sorry," Kihyun whispered, his voice hoarse. He repeated, "Sorry."
"It's okay." Changkyun smiled. "Just rest up." Kihyun said while leaning back.
He felt nothing. Before, his chest would flutter whenever Kihyun rubbed his cheek, patted his hand, or if he was just nearby, but now he felt nothing. Tears filled his eyes and before he knew it, they were spilling, dripping onto the pillow beneath him when he closed his eyes to try to stem them.
"Don't cry." Kihyun whispered, quietly, and a cool thumb rubbed the tear tracks away. "Everything is going to be all right."
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ballad of flowers / changki
Fanficif only my unreciprocated love would cause me to throw up flowers, you'd wake up to a garden and see the beauty of the pain you've caused. or In which Changkyun and Kihyun face the consequences of bad timing
