Love Me, Saihara.

Chapter 7

⚠️ Trigger Warning: ⚠️
                   Mentions of blood,
Slight Emetophobia (Throwing Up)

If  you are sensitive to these topics,                   please do not continue reading.

_•~Time Skip Brought to you by our Lord and Savior, Atua~•_

•^ Kokichi's POV ^•
We all got to hang out, all 6 of us. Rantaro, Kaede, Maki, Kaito, Shuichi and obviously, me.
It was a really fun, eventful day. I had fun with my friends, and I haven't had fun, quality time like that, with all of them, in a really, really long time. So it was a really nice change.

Until I started coughing. I had started coughing whenever Saihara mentioned Kaede or just anyone who could be a potential love interest. Even Tenko.

I really don't understand why she's a really overprotective lesbian, but regardless, I still coughed. And it was very, very painful.

And whenever one of my friends had asked about my coughing, I just told them I had a really bad cold.

A really, really painful cold.

And because I didn't want anyone to know about my sickness, I had to swallow the flower petals or whatever part of a flower came into my throat.

And I learned the hard way that swallowing flower petals, rosebuds, or actual flowers, is not fun. It really scratches your throat.

And to top it all off, there was blood. Obviously, that would happen eventually. But I didn't expect it to get that bad. And it was on our way back to the mall, so I couldn't go to the bathroom, or somewhere private when everyone was walking alongside me, and we were obviously walking. So I had to hold it in, I was not going to swallow pure blood. That was disgusting. I would throw up, for sure.
So I just held it in my mouth, and If someone tried talking to me, I pushed it to the back of my throat and spoke. I didn't talk very much on the way back so obviously that concerned everyone.

Shuichi texted me while we were walking back since I was walking way ahead of him, and I'm guessing he didn't want to have everyone move, just so he could talk to me.

Shuichi 🔍💙 
Hey, Kokichi. Is everything alright? You've been pretty quiet.

Kokichi 🎲💜
Hm? Oh, yep! My throat just hurts. It's been hurting ever since we left the mall! :(

Shuichi 🔍💙
Ah, well that does make sense. You were..screaming a lot at the mall. But, besides the sore throat, are you sure you're okay?

Kokichi 🎲💜
Yep! I'm totally fine! You don't hafta worry so much, Shumai

Shuichi 🔍💙
Alright then, Kokichi. I'll talk to you later.

And for the first time in a really long time, I looked up from my phone. We were already at Shuichi's house. And we were the only two left. Everyone else had gone home already.

"Bye, Kokichi. Goodnight." Shuichi waved to me, giving me a soft smile as he turned to walk into his house.

I waved back at him, managing to smile; my mouth filled with blood.

As soon as Shuichi walked into the house, I ran.

I ran to my house. I needed to cough out this blood, immediately. I would've just coughed onto the floor, but that would make a bloodstain on the floor and people would call the police or something. And there were no trash cans or anything like that around, so I had to go home.

I got home, and miraculously, my mouth had felt like it filled up with more blood. 
I took off my scarf and hung it up.  before I knew it, I was spitting out the blood from my mouth, into my hands. There was too much in my mouth, I guess.

I just stared at the blood flowing from my mouth down into my hands, thinking one thing,

This is how I'm going to die.