Kiss Me - Stranger Things Oneshots

Hanahaki - Stonathan

Steve didn't know what was happening to him. He had been in such a great deal of pain over the last couple days.
Today it had gotten worse. But.... Steve didn't know if it was a dream or not. When he woke up, there was a beautiful mallow growing off his cheek.
The flower was a dark purple shade and planted closer to the  top of his cheek, near his eye. He tried to pull it off gently, attempting  to save it's beauty, but it only caused him more pain.
He was so confused.
But his confusion was cut off  by a choking feeling. He bent over his trash can and began vomiting.
He looked down at the trash, breathing heavily, and was surprised to see multiple mallow pedals. They had the same shad of purple as the one on his face and were wet with something dark red.
Still breathing heavily, he picked one up, dropping it quickly and seeing his fingers coated with the substance.
He brought his fingers to his nose. Blood.
The flowers  were coated with blood.
He quickly washed his hands and mouth. What was happening to him? How was this happening? Why was it happening?

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It had been three days. He was still in so much damn pain. He was still puking and coughing up flowers. He still didn't understand.
His face now had two mallows: the second one being on the left side of his forhead, and one on his neck.
He also had bunches of baby's-breathes on multiple parts of his  body.
He really didn't want to do what he was about to do, but he had no other choice.
He picked up the phone.

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"Why didn't you call anyone sooner, Steve?" Nancy asked, looking at his face.
"I didn't want anyone to see me like this."
Nancy sighed,"From what it looks  like.... you have hanahaki disease."
Steve looked perplexed ,"What's that?"
"Hanahaki disease is caused by one-sided love. The patient begins to cough up flowers and even grow them on their body."
"Well, how do I get rid of it?" Steve asked.
"Well," Nancy started,"you could either get it surgically removed, but that would result in you loosing all romantic feelings or.... your love would have to be returned."
"Fuck." Steve muttered, running his hands through his hair.
There is no way they could ever live him back.
"Who do you like?" Nancy asked, sitting next to Steve.
He sighed,"Bryers."
Nancy raised her eyebrows,"You like Jonothan?"
Steve simply nodded,"I was so god damn terrible to him. He'd never love me."
"You should at least try." Nancy said with a stirn look,"There's always a chance that he might like you back."
Steve chuckled,"Yeah, right."

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Yet again: Steve couldn't beleive he was doing this. He was at the Bryer family's front door about to knock.
He didn't want to have that surgery. And Nancy was right. He should at least try.
He knocked on the door and a few seconds later, non-other than the guy that caused this, answered the door.
"Steve?" Jonathan asked, looking at the boy.
Steve nodded. It must have been hard to recognise him because he was wearing a hoodie to hide the flowers. "Can I come in?"
Jonathan hesitated but moved aside so Steve could come in.
"Thanks." Steve said, walking in and avoiding looking at the hallway.
The vibe in the house was different from that night. It was still frightening - but Steve figured that was just his anxiety - but it also felt warm and inviting. Like more of a home than a house.
"So, why are you here?" Jonathan asked, shutting the door and looking at Steve.
"Is anyone else here?"
"No. Why?"
"Just wondering..."
Steve didn't  exactly know ghost how to say it. How do you tell yhe person you've  treated like garbage for years tjat you like them?
"Why'd you cone over?" Jonothan asked agian.
"I need to.. um.. tell you something."
Jonathan raised his eyebrows as if to say 'go on'.
"I...... I like you. A lot."
Jonathan'seyes widened before narrowing. Then he started laughing.
It was one of those few times Steve had ever seen Jonathan smile. Steve would've liked it if he wasn't so confused.
"What's so funny?" Steve asked.
"You, Steve Harrington, most popular straight guy in school, likes me, Jonathan Bryers, the guy who everyone thinks is a weird stalker. I call bullcrap."
"This isn't a joke!"
"Sure it's not."
Steve's expression was angry. He pulled off his hoodie and said,"Does this look like a joke to you?"
Jonathan's eyes widened again. "Are those flowers?"
"Yeah!"
"Why are there flowers on your face?"
"It's a disease!"
Jonathan's eyes narrowed again,"What disease?"
"Hanahaki, Nancy told me about it. It's caused by me being in love with someone and that person not loving me back."
Jonathan looked at the flowers on Steve's face and was mesmerized for a second. "So," he started,"you're  not lying?"
"No, I'm not."
They stood silent for a moment. Steve refused to look at Jonathan but Jonathan refused to take his eyes off Steve.
Jonathan walked up to Steve and put a hand on his cheek. He slowly moved on and kissed the taller boy on the lips.
Then pedals started slowly falling off Steves face. Purple pedals and indivisual tiny white ones. He pulled away and began coughing.
He covered his mouth, as to not cough on Jonathan, and flowers began pouring out of his mouth. They werent covered in blood though. They were clean.
"Are you okay?" Jonothan asked.
Steve breathed heavily, looking at the mess of plants and nodded."Yeah."
"What was that?" The boy asked.
"I think you just cured me!" Steve said happily.
Jonathan's heart sank,"Does that mean you're  gonna laugh and call me a loser?"
"What?" Steve didn't know if he heard Jonathan correctly.
"You know. Are you gonna go back to being rude to me and pretend  this never happened?"
Steve frowned,"No. Do you still think that my feelings for you are fake?"
Jonathan nodded.
"I love you. If I didnt, I wouldnt have gotten that disease and I wouldn't  have gone through the trouble to tell you i did. I love you, Jonathan."
Jonothan stood there for a second, biting his lip andvlooked away," I l-love you too, Steve. Sorry for being a jerk about it."
"You have every reason to be a jerk about it. Ive treated you like trash for forever now. If I  was treated the way I treated you, I  wouldnt beleive that that person loved me either."
Jonathan smiled,"So.... what do we do now?"
Steve smirked and moved towards Jonathan,"We kiss."

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