Dying Heart||Hanahaki Disease/Dream6d[HOLD]

Learning

It had been a long reading of articles that listed about this so called 'Hanahaki Disease' and slowly concern wrapped around Clay's mind.
Did he have this love disease? Was he in love with someone who didn't love him back? Most importantly,

who was it??

Clay shook his head.
He didn't have time to worry about this disease. The articles dramatized it, Clay rolled his eyes and went to twitter. He rubbed his eyes with his hoodie sleeves, wiping away the small tears from the lack of breath. Clay cleared his throat nervously, urging a quiet cough out of him. Immediately he was greeted with a flood of messages dealing with him. Loads of them had video clips and screenshots from Vincent's stream. People were wishing he was okay. Clay smiled softly, wishing he was okay. But really- he wasn't. Clay scrolled through twitter, seeing tweets from Darryl.

"Are you okay?? D:"

Clay frowned. He must've known from Vincent's stream. Clay inhaled slowly, making a post.
"thank you guys for the messages and all, it was just I want feeling well during a6d's stream. <3"

Clay fidgeted around in his seat. As he kept looking through the notifications. He stopped once his eyes skimmed over Vincent's tweet.

"Sorry guys, decided to cut the stream short because I felt bad for Dream. Hopefully he gets better"
Tears brimmed Clay's eyes as something poked his throat. Warm salty tears spilled from his eyes without a reason. A choked sob was let out of him and coughed on his desk.
No.
Petals scattered everywhere.
Oh god.

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"Spifey and a6d are coming here." Zak yawned. "Oh." Clay said slightly disappointed. "Isnt it going to be great, Dream?! You can finally meet a6d!!" Darryl said excitedly.
Clay frowned.
That was the last thing he wanted.
It had been a few days since the stream incident and Clay finally realized it was Vincent he loved. He sighed shaking his head. "Who else is coming?" Clay asked.
"Oh uh, I'll read off the actual list. Techno, Bad, a6d, Spifey, Finn, Dream, aaaaannd- that's it." Zak shivered. Clay narrowed his eyes. Luckily, avoiding Vincent had made controlling the petals easier, so all Clay had to do was hang out with other people.

But that was the problem, he really wanted to meet Vincent. He wanted to see the french man in person. He wanted to see his wonderful face up close.
Really close.
"Dream did you hear me??" Zak raised his voice. "H-wh- oh yeah sorry." Clay apologized. "I'm gonna go leave you too, if that's fine." Clay sighed, "Awwh- okay Dream, goodnight!! Feel better you muffin!" Darryl said sweetly, "Goodnight Dream, feel better." Zak yawned, slumping in his chair. "Thanks." Clay left.

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AAAA THESE ARE SO SHORY CAUSE IM WRITING ON MOBIKE
HERES MY ART
if its sideways sad feels im sorry