Kleinsen One-shots

Hanahaki Disease

Jared's POV

Evan. Fucking. Hansen. The bane of my existence. Okay, well technically, he's killing me by trying to "save" me. I kind of just want him to leave me alone, then I wouldn't be dying everyday.

I was cursed with the Hanahaki disease. It "is a fictional disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns their feelings (romantic love only; strong friendship is not enough), or when the victim dies."

Basically, I'm in love with Hansen but he doesn't even know, and I will be suffering in agonizing pain until I die. Or if he confesses or returns those feelings, but let's face it. I'm a helpless wreck.

"You never answered the question."

"Hm?" 

"The question? Who do you like?" He asked with a goofy expression on his face. Uh oh, feelings (I wonder how many people will get this reference). I'm gonna die again.

"Sorry bud, but I have to use the restroom first." 

"Okay." 

I get up from Evan's bed and walk towards the door, as soon as I'm out of vision, I race towards the bathroom. I can already feel the blood filling up my throat. It's like taking a big gulp of hot chocolate and you left the water too long in the pot. It burns. 

Each step I take towards the bathroom, I can feel more and more liquid and unsatisfying clumps. Flowers probably. God, how lucky am I? I'm in love with my "family friend" who has no idea I even want to be close with him.

You can't believe how many opportunities I had to tell him. And yet I coward away every single time. That cocky persona I always put off, it disappears every time he's around. I actually care. I actually care about what people think of me.

I could never tell Evan that, though. I can never open up to him. I want to, but I'm also scared.  What will he think of me if I'm not able to protect him? When I'm too scared to show my true self around anyone.

I shake out of my thoughts when more and more blood poured out of my mouth, colored petals scattered around in the blood//water (love that song). 

My throat feels like it's on fire. I desperately try to keep in my sobs, Evan can't know how weak I am. I have to impress him. I have to. He means too much to me to even think about letting him down.

But I can't even think about anything but the pain. It powers over any other feeling possible. I have to stay strong for him. Maybe, if I stick with this for a bit longer, it'll end me.

"Hey, uhm, I know, I know what is happening. Maybe if you tell me who you like, it'll be over with?" 

"N-" I cant even talk without pain flowing through my throat. More and more blood and flowers flow out of my mouth. It's like a generic brand of oatmeal that went bad. Just worse. With blood. 

"God damnit Jared! Tell me! I, I dont want to lose you…" his voice started to break, getting lower and lower. You could hear the tears starting to fall down.

"I c-," get through the pain Jared, "I c-can't." More blood comes out, and… stems? Oh no.

"Please, please, please, please. I never ask you for anything… C'mon! Tell me!" 

I just sat there, thinking everything over. Should I tell him? What if he doesn't feel the same? He did seem pretty upset that I might die but wouldn't anyone be upset if their friend will die?

"Evan…" 

"Yes? What happened? Should I come in? Unlock the door!" He jitters the doorknob desperately, I have to tell him. I'm going to die anyway.

"Ev, listen to me. I could die right now. But before that happens I just want you to know-" 

"Bullshit! I'm not letting that happen! Don't think that! There's still a chance!- shit…" 

"W-what?" Did he…

"You heard me," he does his little nervous laugh as always and continues to talk, "you still have a chance… because… I think I'm in love with you… at first I thought it was because you're my only friend so it was normal. But as time went on and we got closer, I couldn't shake it away anymore… I love you Jared…" 

Oh my god. Oh my god! He loves me! I look back at the toilet that's just blood right now but, none is coming out! Oh my god I'm not gonna die! I get a quick drink from the bathroom sink to wash out the awful blood taste and open the door.

I see Evan with tear streaks down his cheeks with puffy eyes. I put my hands on his cheeks and smile. He grabs my wrists and smiles back. Two hopelessly in love idiots, smiling in a doorway. 

"I love you too."