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Hanahaki disease- kiribaku

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-kiribaku
-angst
-hanahaki disease
-what even is dis

Kirishima POV:

Its been too long. I know what will happen if I dont tell him but, I cant do it. Its too late. I cant do anything, Im- im too weak. Who knows if he'll feel the same and well, if it comes to him hating me or me dying- ill die.

It is not like its my first choice but, I cant bring myself to do it goddamit! I look at myself in the mirror with tears streaming down my cheeks. I cough, blood lots of it.

My lungs, they feel heavy and my throat hurts so bad. I cant breathe I cough up more blood. I take a large gulp of water and spit it out all over the sink. I feel dizzy.

The bathroom door swings open to reveal him, bakugou, the beautiful blonde that had caused all of this. If only he knew- if only he knew what hes doing to me.

I hear him call my name in horror as I slip further and further from reality. Everything goes black and it gets harder and harder to breathe. Goodbye Bakugou, you were a delicious flavor to my life.

Bakugou POV:

I scream a blood curdling scream and I take his hand.

"KIRISHIMA, DONT YOU FUCKING DARE LEAVE ME!" I scream, there is so much pain in my scream, so much agony. It hurts, it hurts so much. I squeeze his hand. no No NO! Dont fucking leave me.

I pick up his limp body and lay him on the bed. I pick up my phone and dial 911. I explain kirishima's situation and they immediately begin driving over to my location.

In horror I dial every number I can and try to get them over here with kiri. I need to help kiri. I take his hand and I squeeze it as hard as I can.

"I fucking love you kiri!" I shout to him. This is all a dream right? Its all just a cruel nightmare, this isnt really happening. Its all in my imagination. Yeah, I never lost kirishima... I... just...dreamt...it...

It all feels so real though. I feel kirishima's hand go limp and his eyes shoot open. Tears pour down my cheeks as I bring a shaky hand to check his pulse.

Nothing.

I scream, I scream louder than I ever have and clutch his shirt. I cry, I scream I curse I kiss him. What am I to do, what am I to do without him. I hear a knock on the door and the medics are here.

I carry kirishima's body over to the medics with tears still pouring down my cheeks. A pained expression on my face. The paramedics take his body and drive off with it.

I stay in my doorway not even bothering to close the door. I just scream. I scream my heart out. I wail  a pained wail one of a mother whom has just lost her child.

I imagine pictures of Kirishima's smile. I scream louder. He wore that smile all the way to his death. I have to wonder... did it hurt him? Was he hiding something behind his smile? Was the thing he was hiding... pain.

How long... for how long?

My phone rings, I hesitate to pick it up. I answer it with a shaky voice. The other line goes silent...

"Look, are you sitting down?" I cry louder, and the other line's voice cracks.

"Kirishima hes, no longer with us." I fall silent. Of course I knew that but I had just been hoping that this was all a bad nightmare. It isn't, its all too real.

I hang up. I can't do it, I cant do it anymore. I drive over to the hospital to say my final goodbye. I know he cant hear me but. This is for me not him.

The drive over is filled with tears. I  cant hold them in its all just too much. Everything. How long has it been, a minute, an hour... a day I dont know anymore.

I finally arrive at the hospital and I ask for kirishima's room. Room 905. I run over to the room and slam the door open. There he is.

His skin is pale and his eyes are wide open. He wears the same smile. I cover my mouth with my hands and start sobbing. I hear the door open and its kirishima's doctor.

He kneels down next to me and pats my back. He keeps reassuring me that its going to be alright. What a lie. Im going to see him soon, no matter the cost.

The doctor sits me down and explains how and why kirishima died. When I hear him I almost end it right there.

He died of hanahaki disease.

This was a my fault.

I cant live here anymore.

There is only one way to fix this.

I have to see him again.

No one can suspect what I am to do. No one.

"I understand." I say emotionlessly to the doctor. He nods and walks out of the room.

I make my way over to kirishima's dead body and hold his hand with tears streaming down my face. I kiss his forehead.

"Don't worry kiri, Ill see you soon." A sma broken smile makes its way onto my face and I walk out of the room. I blow him a sad kiss and leave.

I get into my car and drive. I drive to the ocean, a cliff to be specific the cliff where me and kiri would come to sargaze.

What a beautiful place it is.

I look around at the sunrise, how pretty... too bad I wont get to see it again.

"Kiri, I promised id visit you." I jump. My hair flows in the wind as I fall.

"I love you kiri." My body hits the ground and the harsh impact crushes me. My vision turns black.

Mina POV:

I watch the morning news wearing my bright yellow pajamas. I clutch a pillow at the next report.

"A blonde male identified to be in his teens is found dead in a local beach. Police have identified this case to be connected with one of a 15 year old who died of hanahaki disease."

I listen in closer.

"Police have now identified the males as Ejiro Kirishima and Katski Bakugou."

My heart stops.

I sob loudly and the rest of the class comes downstairs. They see the news and begin crying too.

Why. Why did it have to be them.

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