A Flower of...Love

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Tears.

More tears.

Never ending tears.

My shirt is soaked because of my tears. My cheeks are dripping wet and my face was a complete mess as the result of me trying to wipe away my tears. The slight stings on my fingers are nothing compared to the burning sensation throughout my whole body and the blood boiling in my limbs.

My body is shaking slightly from all the pain.

I have to stop.

But I can't.

No matter how hard I try.

"Please help me, I beg you."

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Third Person's POV

"Should we contact the customer that bought the flower yesterday?" Sungjae asked, filling the whole shop with a serious atmosphere once again.

"We really should, but do you even have his number?" Namjoon said.

"No... I didn't even get his name." Sungjae realized the problem and sighed, lowering his head.

"Well we can't do anything then." Jin mumbled and hugged Namjoon, burying his face into his boyfriends chest. Namjoon smiled sadly at Jin and patted his head.

"Do you want those flowers? For research or something?" Namjoon handed the flowers to the botanists, being really careful not to get hurt by the thorns.

"Yes of course, thank you very much." Taehyung put on gloves and took the flowers, only handing it to Hoseok right after. Hoseok mumbled something under his breath and they left after leaving their business cards on the table.

"Sungjae, you can go home now, we will open the shop again tomorrow. Get some rest and be prepared to work hard tomorrow." Namjoon turned and faced Sungjae, smiling at him.

"Thank you boss." Sungjae stood up, bowed and went to the back of the shop to remove his uniform.

After Sungjae left the shop, Namjoon felt something wet and warm on his chest. Jin was crying. Namjoon held Jin's shoulder and gently pushed Jin away from his chest, revealing his slightly swollen and red eyes.

"What's wrong, Jin?" Namjoon wiped off Jin's tears and asked. Jin remained silent, shook his head and hugged Namjoon again, tighter this time. Something clicked in Namjoon's mind and smiled at how naïve Jin is.

"Hey... Stop crying pabo. It's not your fault that the flowers are poisonous. Stop worrying about the customer too. Maybe he is careful with flowers so the thorns wouldn't hurt him. Maybe he doesn't even have a lover to start with. I'm sure everything is fine. Now stop crying because I hate seeing tears ruining your beautiful face. Let's go home, alright?" Jin's sobs turned into sniffles and eventually he stopped completely.

Namjoon lifted Jin up and carried him all the way back home.

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Yoongi's POV

"I'm back Yoongi!!!" I heard the door open and the familiar voice of my boyfriend, making me jump out of my chair and run outside my room out of happiness, not caring that my laptop is left open on my desk.

"Why are you back so early?" I pulled Jimin into a quick hug and asked.

"What do you mean early? It's already 7 in the evening pabo!" Jimin chuckled and punched me playfully and my stupidity.

"I must've worked too hard that I forgot about the time, hahaha!"

"Let me see your hand." Jimin grabbed my hands and inspected my wound from the thorns.

"See, it's fading away, you are fine." I blushed slightly, remembering how I was panicking yesterday when I got hurt. Then before I could say anything Jimin leaned in and pecked my lips.

"I missed you hyung... it was a long day at work." Jimin pouted and that melted my heart, making me forget about all the stress that writer's block has brought me. I signified for Jimin to sit down on a dining chair so I could massage him.

I squeezed his shoulder and neck to loosen up his muscles. "Does that feel good, Jiminie?" He smiled and closed his eyes in pleasure, motivating me to keep massaging even though my hands are already sore from typing all day. We were enjoying ourselves, totally forgetting about dinner, when suddenly I feel a sharp sting on the back of my neck.

I released my grasp from Jimins shoulders and wrapped them around my neck instead. The sudden movement confused Jimin and he opened his eyes to see what was happening. I rubbed my neck trying to sooth the pain but it doesn't seem to be going away.

I sat down next to Jimin and he asked, "What's wrong? Are you ok? Don't scare me hyung." His eyebrows are frowned and I knew the massage that was supposed to reduce stress is now wasted.

"I'm ok Jimin. My neck is just a bit sore, probably from looking at the computer screen for too long." I smiled slightly to comfort Jimin, while I am desperately biting my tongue to distract me from the pain. The pain isn't going away, and it is getting progressively worse at the moment.

Jimin was still worried, but he looked convinced and smiled, calming me just a little. "Here, let me help you massage too. You should be resting after typing for an hour, or this is what happens." Jimin went behind me and removed my hands. He gave me a kiss on my neck before massaging.

I tried to relax my body and let Jimin help me but for some reason my neck just gets more painful and even my back hurts a bit now. I wanted to keep in the pain in but I flinched at Jimin's touch.

Jimin released his hands immediately and said, "I'm so sorry, was I using too much strength?" His voice was full of guilt, hurting my heart. I was supposed to be cheering him up from his long day of work, but right now I am the one that is creating stress for him.

"No, it was just a bit ticklish." I lied. "I feel much better now, thank you for the massage. Sorry for worrying you, just sit down and rest, maybe watch some TV, I can make dinner tonight." I stood up to show Jimin that I'm fine, even though I was trying very hard not to groan from the pain.

"You sure?" Jimin placed a hand on my shoulder and asked. I just nodded and smiled.

"Ok thanks hyung!" I was going to head to the kitchen when Jimin pulled me into a kiss. Being a boyfriend I kissed back even though I was surprised by the sudden action.

"I love you hyung." Jimin pulled away and said shyly, blushing as he skipped to his bedroom.

I would shake my head and smile, but the pain is too much to handle. I started to walk over to the bathroom to get the painkillers. One hand on my neck and the other on the wall to keep my balance, I lifted my leg slowly and started to walk.

Before my foot get to touch the ground, I feel an agonizing pain on my thighs and chest, penetrating my skin like a sharp knife. I let out a painful cry. At that second I feel like I had been shot with a machine gun multiple times. There was so much pain that I feel myself black in and out, my limbs lost energy and control and I collapsed onto the floor with a huge bang.

The pain in my chest reduced, but the pain spread out throughout my body, the throbbing pain feeling as if I got bruises on every inch of my skin.

At the corner of my eye I saw Jimin running towards me, I heard him shout my name and things like "Are you ok", "Oh god please don't scare me" or even curse words. He was just inches away from me but his voice was distant as if he was shouting from the top of a mountain.

Eventually I gave up on fighting and closed my eyes, letting darkness engulf me.