✿Bleeding Petals✿ [BakuDeku]

Hospital Confessions

Say yes. SAY YES DAMMIT!! My mouth opened but instantly dried up, not allowing words to form. Kirishima's ruby red eyes were fixed on my own crimson red ones, a hopeful look on his face. I hated that he stared. It made me anxious, claustrophobic, trapped, pressured. I looked away from him, yet still feeling his fixed gaze on me. I could almost hear him pleading for me to say yes.

At first, I turned to the floor. But then I looked up, meeting Deku's own gaze of hope. He smiled at me, making my stomach churn and heart skip, just as it had every single goddamn time. I closed my eyes as I felt drops of salty water stream down my face, hitting the floor soundlessly. I opened them up again a bit later. Deku and the heterochromatic man standing next to him were closer now. I watched Todoroki smile at me for the first time, a silent 'congratulations fucker, you screwed up'. He lifted his arm, wrapping it around Deku's waist. I turned back to Kirishima, not bearing to watch as the rose scent filled my nose again. I pushed down the petals, tasting them on the back of my tongue... with a hint of something else. It tasted like metal, like an old coin perhaps. Blood.

I stared into Kirishima's eyes for a moment longer, before opening my mouth again. Instead of words though, deep green flower petals covered in blood floated out of my mouth, falling to the floor. Kirishima watched them drop before turning back to me, a look of terror on his face. He suddenly lurched forward, coughing, and I watched in horror as a cluster of orange roses along with a lot of blood came spewing out of his mouth with each hacking cough. He dropped the box, the ring falling out with a small *ping* as it hit the floor, rolling over before coming to a stop at my shoe. Kaminari, Sero, Ashido, Shinsou, and Deku jumped from their seats, running over to my boyfriend as he kneeled on all fours, vomiting the awful tasting petals. I heard Jirou grab her phone, calling 911. I wasn't paying attention to any of the chaos though. My mind was in a blur.

I stared at the ring. I stared so hard that the floor, my shoes, and the empty box were now blurry, leaving only the ring clear. The yellings around me grew into that same muffled-echoed way that was now so familiar to me. My mind was blank. I didn't know what was happening. Everything was ok just a few seconds ago. What happened? Kirishima got on one knee, holding up a red velvet box, complete with a beautiful, expensive, real diamond ring. And then next thing knew, I tasted blood and garden, and so did he.

Everything started spinning. Even the ring that my gaze was fixed on. The corners of my vision started getting dark, blackness surrounded me, closing in. I felt myself falling back. I need to catch myself. Put an arm out. Yell. Something. But my body would move. My body couldn't move. I felt my ass hit the floor, my back, and then finally, my head hit the tile with such an impact that I immediately blacked out the rest of the way.

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"Kacchan?" a voice echoed. "Are you awake?" Silence. "Ok, I know you probably can't hear me but I'll talk anyway. I need to get this off my chest." More silence. A sigh. "Why didn't you tell me? About your disease? I mean you said you like someone but I didn't know that it was hurting you." Another sigh. "I really hope you feel better. I would really like to know who this person is. The doctor explained it to me, mentioning something about color. How the color of the petals reflects the person. I remembered seeing green roses. I know its not of your friends, none of them seem to be associated with green. Hmm." More silence. Yet another sigh. "I can't wait until you wake up. You've been out for days now. I want to-" The voice faded away, leaving me in complete silence-filled dark once more.

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A bright white light. It was blinding. I forced my eyes back shut, yet the light still made its way through my eyelids. I groaned, my whole body was sore. I finally adjusted to the light, opening my eyes and looked around. I was laying in a little hospital room, my arm hooked up to an IV. A nightstand sat on my left, covered in various types of Walmart bouquets. On my left, a little chair, accompanied by a certain curly-haired boy, playing on his phone.

He heard me rustling the noisy hospital sheets and his head snapped up. He grinned and I quickly turned away, feeling the roses. It went away and I looked at him again. He had gotten up, now crouching next to me.

"Hi Kacchan!" he exclaimed. "I've been visiting every day, waiting for you to wake up" He giggled.

"How long have I been out?" I croaked, my voice was barely audible.

"Like 4 days," he said. "By the way, you never gave your response to Kirishima." He said the last part very sadly. "You should answer soon" He mumbled.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

He looked at me, the usual excitement gone from his eyes, his dimples non-existant. "He's been in and out of consciousness the past few days. Each time he wakes up, he coughs up more orange flower petals and blood. He's hooked up to an IV too, as he physically can't eat. He's been losing a lot of blood. The doctors explained to me what was going on. Apparently he has this thing called Hanahaki's disease. And you have it too. I'm guessing that Kirishima's orange petals are for you. Who are your green petals for? It's not one of your friends. I don't think. Do you know who it is?"

I nodded. He cocked his head to the side, expecting a name, but I ignored him.

"Kacchan... why didn't you tell me about this? I've been worried about you. You've been distant lately, not answering my texts, running away to the bathroom whenever I came over, coughing up I'm assuming petals. I could've done something to help. Talked to this guy, get him to fall for you. You're my friend Katsuki and I'm-"

"Shut up" I whispered.

"Huh?"

"Shut up" I repeated. "You're clueless. So fucking clueless."

"What are you talking about?"

"Deku, you idiot. It's you. I like you"

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