Word Count: 3426
Type: Hanahanki Disease
_____________________________Reader's P.O.V~
It started four months ago, the coughing, the petals, the pain.
In the past three weeks I've found myself hiding away in every dark place I could find around the Overwatch facility, the number of petals that fall out during each coughing fit is slowly increasing and the fits always occur during times of being around the person, mentioning of the person and even the smallest thought of them will trigger a coughing fit and it's getting worse. The pain is becoming increasingly intense and the volume of petals I'm practically vomiting has nearly doubled since when it first started. I have to do something about it, it's causing problems for me on a regular basis and I don't want it to get worse...__________________________
"How is it Mercy?" I ask the Swedish doctor as she looks at the x-rays. She studies the scans more closely and points to the obvious problem at the throat area.
"It's not looking good (y/n), based on zese results ze disease is slowly growing. See zis in your throat?" I nod to her quietly. "Zis shows that it's grown more than triple its size since ze very first time you got a scan." She turns to face me, a serious sadden expression on her face. "(y/n) you'll be reaching critical levels soon and zat can be dangerous. If you don't sort zis out soon you ma-"
"Can you remove it?" She stares at me with a slightly shocked almost bewildered, turning away from me she looks down at her note pad.
"Yes, I can. But please (y/n) think about what you're asking. I know it can be dangerous if left untreated but removing it surgically is going leave a heavy amount of scarring and will cause problems with creating new relationships down the line." She turns back around with the sternest expression on her face. "(y/n) please, just try to talk to --""(He/She) doesn't love me Mer- cough* cough*..." I start coughing uncontrollably and vomiting blue rose petals, I keel over covering my mouth as the petals shoot out into the palms of my hands. Mercy rushes over to me and immediately starts rubbing circles on my back as I continue coughing for a few seconds before the strong tickle in my throat finally fades away. I look down to see the blue petals covering my lap, hands and the floor. Taking deeper breaths to return air back into my lungs I continue."(He/She) doesn't even care about me, nor does (he/ she) respect me, I won't be losing anything by removing it, the only thing I'm losing is time by keeping it." I finally look up at her with a pleading stare, tears slowly breaching the surface.
"Angela, please, I don't want to feel this pain anymore. I beg of you, please remove it."
She sighs heavily and places a hand on my shoulder.
"If this is what you really want, I'll do it. But, you'll have to wait till Thursday, can you do that?"
"Whatever it takes," I respond quietly before getting up thanking Mercy and heading for the exit of the medical bay.
"One more thing before you go." I pause and turn to look at her over my shoulder. "You have three days to talk to them about how you feel, by doing that it should pass and you won't need the surgery."
"I already told you Ang-"
"All I'm asking is for you to try (y/n) if it works you should be back to normal."
"And if it doesn't?" She turns away from me but I can tell she's trying to hide her fear.
"Let's hope it doesn't come to that..."__________________________
After leaving the medical bay I released a heavy sigh and rub the back of my head as I make my way to my room. Until this sickness has passed I won't be able to do any more missions. However, I'll follow on Mercy's advice and talk to Ezra about-...
Cough* cough*, cough* cough*
I stop and look down at my hands. More petals. I stare at them for a while feeling my emotions swirling around inside me. My fingers glide over the blue petals feeling their soft texture, spreading the blue dye that's coating my fingertips. They feel cold... Just as I feel.
I crush them within the palms of my hands and continue to my room. I turn down one of the hallways only to bump into Mccree who was having a conversation with Genji.
"Woah there, someone's off with the fairies today." I back away, raising my hands up defensively.
"Sorry about that, I'm a little out of it today."
"Are you feeling ill (y/n)?" I reach behind my head and lightly ruffle my hair a bit.
"You could say that" I answer the cyborg.
"You sure you're okay?" Mccree enquires. I nod to him and smile weakly.
"I'm sure, Mercy said it's just a cough and I've got to take some time off missions. So don't worry I'll be back on the field soon."
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