Quentin's POV
"I at least need to try to make her remember me."
I said and stood up from the couch. (Y/n)'s mom looked up at me, handing me the book.
"You might want to take that too."
I grabbed it and smiled.
"Thank you."
I hugged her and quickly ran out of the house, getting in my car and driving to (Y/n)'s house. I gripped the steering wheel tightly. I quickly got there and parked. I jumped out of the car, racing up to her door. I knocked on the door and stood there, holding the album close to my side. (Y/n) slowly opened the door she looked at me.
"Hello?"
She said softly and held the door.
"(Y/n), hey. I'm Quentin Beck. We used to be best friends but you got the Hanahaki disease and you got the surgery. I'm sure you know the rest."
She blinked and nodded.
"Okay well, I still want to be friends. If you don't want to, I completely understand."
She glanced down at the album and smiled softly.
"Sure."
I smiled brightly. She opened the door more and moved slightly, letting me in. I walked in and sat down on the couch.
"Quentin right?"
She asked again and I nodded.
"You can call me Beck though."
She smiled and sat next to me. I opened the book and she stared down at the pictures. I told her the story behind most of the pictures, at least the ones I could remember. She giggled and smiled, looking at the pictures of us as kids.
"What happened to you? You used to be so cute."
She smiled and held the album. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders, flipping the page.
"Your mom said this was your favorite picture of us."
I said pointing to the picture of her laying on my lap.
"Did we ever date..?"
She questioned and ran her fingers over the picture looking at it. I sighed softly and grabbed her hand, squeezing it slightly.
"No, I was too scared to say anything to you."
"Oh."
She said softly and stared at the picture before turning the page. She blinked at all the prom pictures we had and then smiled. God staring at her and just watching her smile, made my heart pound and butterflies grow in my stomach. She giggled at all the pictures and looked back at me. Her (e/c) eyes glimmered with happiness, making a small smile appear on my face.Time Skip
I glanced up at (Y/n) who was sitting across from me, painting a small panda bear. She stared at it with complete focus, her tongue sticking out a little as she slowly painted. I smiled and watched her. I sighed softly, knowing I couldn't fix everything to the way they were before.
"Is everything okay Beck?"
I heard her say, not looking up from the ceramic bear.
"Yeah."
I responded and picked up the gecko I was painting, finishing some of the smaller colors I was doing. She smiled, glancing up at me.
"Good."
She said and looked back down. I felt my throat start to get dry, my chest burning, and I quickly perked up from the slouched position I was originally in. I scanned the area and found the bathroom, shooting up from my seat.
"I'll be back."
(Y/n) looked up at me with worry written all over her face, making my chest hurt even more.
"You okay?"
She asked again, putting the brushes and stuff in her down. I nodded and smiled.
"I just have to go to the bathroom."
I brushed her off and walked towards the room, quickly opening and closing the door. I leaned against the door before I started coughing. I felt them come out and I looked at them. In my hand, there were a few petals from lilies. I leaned my head against the door and crushed them in my hand slightly. I covered my mouth and coughed some more. I wiped my mouth and threw the petals in the trash, washing my hands and then walking out. (Y/n) still sat at the table and didn't paint anything more after I left. She stared at me, worry-filled (e/c) eyes staring into my blue ones. I smiled and walked back over to her.
"I'm okay hun."
I said softly and sat back down. She sighed softly and started painting the rest of her panda.
"Fine."
She huffed out. I smiled and finished the gecko. After she finished her panda, we brought them over to the counter and I paid for them. (Y/n) smiled and thanked me softly as we walked out. I smiled and we stood in front of her car.
"Thanks for coming out with me today."
I said and we exchanged a quick hug.
"Of course."
She giggled and moved towards her car.
"I'll talk to you later."
She said getting in her car. I gave her a small wave before I walked towards my own car.Time Skip
I stared at the petals that were all around the bathroom floor. I blinked as I stared at the small puddles of blood that surrounded the flowers. I wiped my mouth, holding myself up from the counter. I sighed heavily, taking a deep breath. It started getting hard to breathe and every breath hurt. I knew I probably didn't have a lot of time left.
"Damn this moves fast.."
I said softly since it's been about 2 weeks since me and (Y/n) went painting. I had it before that but I didn't expect it to get this bad. I coughed more, throwing up the petals and some more blood. I groaned and knelt on the floor, holding my chest.
"God, I'm so tired.."
I said softly laying on the floor and closed my eyes. I gripped my shirt slightly before falling asleep.(Y/n)'s POV
Beck hadn't been answering my texts or calls for a few days. The last thing he told me was that I could come to get the panda that I painted with him at his house. So I decided to drive over there to make sure he was okay. I walked up to his door and unlocked it with the spare key he gave me.
"Beck?"
I called and closed the door behind me. No one answered. I walked over to a paper bag, there was something written on it. I glanced inside the bag seeing two things wrapped in paper. Assuming it was the pieces I looked back at the note.
'Hey (Y/n), just in case I can't tell you this. You can keep the gecko:) -Beck'
I giggled softly and walked towards his room, the door was wide open so maybe he fell asleep.
"Beck?!"
I yelled louder. I walked past the bathroom, seeing the door slightly cracked. There was a shadow on the floor, so I walked closer to the door. I slightly pushed the door open. I felt my stomach drop and tears fell down my face as I stared at him. Beck laid on the floor, blood at the corner of his mouth with some flower petals poking out of his mouth too. There were multiple flowers all around the floor with blood around them. I covered my mouth and ran away from the bathroom. I grabbed my phone and dialed 911 quickly asking them to come.Time Skip
It was a few days after I found Beck in his bathroom. The paramedics pronounced him dead on the spot telling me that the flowers suffocated him. I stared at the gecko that I had next to the picture of us at a park. He was smiling and laughing while I was taking a selfie with him. I reached up to it and grabbed it, staring at it. I smiled softly and tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. I put it on the coffee table next to the couch, before getting up to go get a tissue or napkin to wipe my eyes. I slightly hit it making it fall back onto the couch.
"Shit.."
I muttered and grabbed it, seeing a small pen mark on the bottom. I blinked and turned it upside down.
'I love you:) Beck'
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Mysterio One Shots
Fiksi PenggemarSo we all know Quentin Beck, ya know wears a fishbowl on his head? Well I've been thinking about different scenarios with him, so enjoy all of them:3 Hopefully they're good ya know ~~~~ I remember when I had the ranking of #2 in mysterio:,)