Twenty seven
TAEHYUNG woke up with the sound off gagging disturbed him.
He stood up, looking for her.
His eyes widened at the colorful petals scattered on the bathroom floor.
She looked at him with a smile on her face.
It's very colorful.
Her face shows a lot of emotions yet he couldn't analyze anything.
She helped hi, clean the bathroom even though he insist she rest.
A cup of water popped in front of her.
Silence filled the room as she finished drinking. He was looking at her with full concern filled his eyes; she had looked pale. her eyes had dark circles around them.
She was sick.
" I can't sleep, all the things we did was making me feel guilty, all I think was Jungkook and how I hurt him."
He stared at her with sad eyes.
" Atleast you fogfot about Wonwoo." He stated.
That caught her off guard, its true, she had forgotten about Wonwoo. All this time, her mind alter from Jungkook and Taehyung helping her to move on.
She hadn't realize up until now that Wonwoo was out of the picture.
But, she was certain that she has no feelings for Jungkook, she was just guilty for hurting him. The poor lad hoped for nothing but for her happiness.
She was confused, her insides were now churning.
" Taehyung, Let's go to your friend."
They went to find Taehyungs friend.
It was roughly thirty minutes of walking before they arrived at a small shabby apartment house.
Knock knock. A tall man opened the door, Taehyung smiled and welcomed him with a hug.
" Hyung, How have you been?" He asked the older one.
" I'm fine Tae, by the way, what are guys doing here?" His eyes landed on her.
" I'm here to ask you things" she looked straight at him.
Namjoon looked uneasy, but let her continue.
" What was it like after your surgery?"
Namjoon looked at Taehyung before answering.
" I felt nothing, but it was better than before." He sighed.
" What do you know about Haneami?" She asked. Curiosity won her.
" A lot actually. I've spent my time searching about this disease after my surgery.'
" Hyung, what do you know about colorful petals?" Taehyung interrupted.
Namjoon's eyes widened, a culture shock.
" Do you have this?" The older looked at Taehyung with panic.
" No." He said and looked at her.
Namjoon's mouth went agape.
" What kind of petals?" He asked, now he was intrigued and indeed sad with the new found secret.
" Daffodil, Rose, Dandelion." Taehyung said, cutting off Hyerin.
" The flower represent you." Namjoon said while looking straight at her.
" In normal cases, people that have Hanaemi would threw up only with one variety of petal. But yours is very, very, very rare. Only one out of a billion people may or could have this.
When you have this, every time you throw up, you will lose energy and strength, or in other words, you will weaken, not only your physical but also your heart; it works like cancer. Also it causes you to feel things you don't really feel. I highly recommend that you have surgery as fast as you could or it'll be late."
The two were shocked, but for her, she accepted it,
it was her fate.

YOU ARE READING
*HANAEMI*
Romance- A disease you can get from unrequited love, where the person who has it will throw up petals of the flower that represents them. What will you do when you have them?