Aho no Sakata x Uratanuki (boy x boy)

Urasaka

Those emerald eyes shimmering with excitement never fails to make his heart skip a beat. His soft silky brown locks makes him want to run his fingers through and whisper sweet nothings in his ears. His adorable height and delicate frame that literally screams the word 'protect'. Whenever Sakata is near him, his heart beats so crazily fast to a point where he thought that he was having a heart attack.

So this is what love feels like.

Sakata would never mind to experience this kind of adrenaline rush every time he sees that racoon boy. If not for the flower petals he had started to cough out recently. 'I don't remember of swallowing a flower seed though?"

Sakata's throat started itching badly and he would randomly cough out a petal or two during class without any of his classmates noticing. He was curious about the seemingly harmless petals he had coughed so he searched it up.

Hanahaki disease... caused by unrequited love. Can be removed surgically but the feeling would also disappear. The alternative method to cure it is to make the person you like to reciprocate your feelings. If left untreated, it would cost your life

Sakata's face dropped when he read the last sentence. He can't even speak to Urata without shuttering, talk about confessing. He smiled bitterly, seems like his 'Ura san is so cute that I think I'm going to die' joke is turning into a reality.

With that big mouth of his. It didn't take long before Senra knew about his condition. "You have WHAT?!" The blond shrieked.  Sakata could only face palm to himself for spilling something this big at school to his overly dramatic friend.
"Yea I have hanaha—" Before Sakata could finish his sentence he felt his friend pulling him away from the school rooftop and towards the direction of the classrooms.

"You're confessing to Uratan now! I'm not going to let my bro die on me like this!!"   "...huh...EHHH—?! Nooo I can't do it I'm not well prepared! I will die of embarrassment!!"  "But you're going to die literally!!"  Sakata begged silently with his puppy eyes . Senra's heart soften immediately, "F—fine I'll give you a week time to confess. But if you don't by next Tuesday, I'll bring you directly to get the surgery!" 
"Thank you! Senra is the best!!"

The next morning Sakata woke up, he started coughing again. But this time rather than just a few petals, he coughed out a handful of petals. Realising his hanahaki disease is worsening, Sakata felt an endless sense of dread. He was about to get ready for school when a wave of nausea suddenly hit him and forced him to rush to the toilet. The toilet was clogged with the petals Sakata had thrown up. He felt extremely strained out after throwing up but he forced himself to school because calling sick for a day would mean not seeing his Ura-san for a whole 24 hours and he definitely doesn't want that.

Sakata managed not to let a single petal out during his first three classes. Until his fourth class, sitting right next to Urata caused his throat to itch even more than usual. Urata eyed him worriedly, "Oi Sakata you look really pale. Are you alright?"  Sakata could only shake his head, knowing that the moment he open his mouth the petals he had been holding back would all come spilling out.

Urata not believing him,held his hand out and put it on the red head's forehead. "Not sick my ass. You are burning up!" Sakata was about to open his mouth to rebut only to be thrown into a coughing fit. Without noticing, Sakata was already lying on the bed in the health care room staring at the white boring ceiling. He thought about what happened during class. 'So being near Ura-san would even worsen my condition? Bummers now I can't even be near him...' He thought, signing at himself for getting this stupid hanahki disease.