Surprisingly I woke up again, opening my eyes only to be blinded by lights above me.
"...you awake...?" I heard Kaito's voice, seeming slightly concerned. I moaned in response, not knowing what to say or do, afraid of the flowers welling up again.
"......talk to me. Are you awake or not??"
".........maybe" I muttered, my throat hurting and feeling dry, my mouth tasting like metal and the soft sensation of the couch below me.
I heard a sigh, and then felt the couch moving slightly "freaking finally... I honestly thought you were dead for a bit there..."
I opened my eyes again, moving my head to look at the back of the couch "...me too..."
"......" there was a silence before I felt a cold hand on my face, then my head was yanked to look over the edge of the couch. "...now you're awake. Tell me what's going on. I want every. Single. Detail." He looked at me seriously, still holding my face in his hand.
"......my throat hurts...I don't wanna talk......" I looked down again.
He sighed and then let go of me. "Fine, I'll get you a glass of water or sun' ......you're telling me everything after it though..."
"......." he probably took my silence as a yes, either that or he just didn't care. i saw him walk away into the kitchen and i felt my throat filling up again. i rolled over, coughing up more and more flower petals, burying my face into the couch, trying to muffle the coughs. my throat hurt like hell, i just wanted all of this to stop...
"yo, i got the water, now drink up and tell me what the hell's going oー" he cut himself off and i heard him swear under his breath. he ran over to me and rolled me over to face him,
"drink. now." he forced the cup into my hands, and i shook my head, knowing it'll only get worse if i swallow them. i got up and pushed past him, running into the bathroom again, only to burst out coughing up more and more petals, covered in blood. i heard him come up behind me.
"...what the hell's going on......" he sounded genuinely scared, he never sounds scared...
not knowing what to do anymore, tears filled my eyes, coughing up more and more petals now, each one bringing more with it. i eventually coughed up another full flower, my throat finally feeling free again, i turned to look at Kaito, who was standing in the doorway, looking at me, confused and shocked.
surprisingly, he walked over to where i was, still holding the drink from before.
"drink this, if whatever that was is gone, then it should help.... then tell me what the heck's up with you"
i hesitantly took the cup and drank all the water from it i could get, my throat hurt a little less, but still tasted like blood.
"....h-Hanahaki...."
"...what?"
"this..." i picked up one of the petals from the floor "...it's called Hanahaki disease..."
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~❀ Hanahaki disease ❀~
Romance! ! W A R N I N G ! ! contains: self-harm, attempts of suicide, hanahaki disease, LGBTQ+ and may use some harsh language.. if you're not okay with this type of thing, turn back now, don't just post hate in the comments. _________
