The recovery from the second surgery went simply, but the flowers came back again. And again. And again. It came to a point where Changkyun couldn't even properly recover from his surgery before they had to operate on him again. He'd been pretty much stuck inside the hospital, and Kihyun thought he looked weaker and weaker every day.
"It's not good for his body," the doctors told their manager. "It's a simple process, but it still involves cutting the chest cavity open. His body is struggling to recover from it each time. We need to start taking extra cautions. The operations are too much of a stress on his body. If this continues we'll have no other choice but to take away the memories of the boy who's causing this."
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Kihyun stayed by Changkyun's side for as long as he could, wandering in before visiting hours and staying until the nurses kicked him out.
Kihyun had his head buried in his arms, looking up at Changkyun and catching petals as they fell when he coughed. He asked quietly, "If someone was in love with you, what would they cough up?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering."
"Ah, I'm not too sure actually."
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ballad of flowers / changki
Fanfictionif 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
