. || Hanahaki Disease || .

. ||Just Bad Timing || .

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All credits to my friends oc, Derek Theodore. (Owner: Memez) 

Hope you enjoy :D

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My name is August Xendra. A few weeks recently I had my hanahaki removed after I fell for my childhood best friend, Derek Theodore. This all began at the start of middle school and up till the end of high school the beginning of university where the pain finally got too overwhelming to bear that I took surgery. I have my memories but I lost my emotions which wasn't too unexpected though I still feel a certain extent I am concluded as "emotionless". I have white hair and dark grey eyes, I tend to wear comfortable hoodies and jeans which are usually in a plain colour palette also including a lot of white. I don't like to stand out that much probably why I never had a chance with Derek. But we're still friends and I don't believe he second guesses anything. 

The uncomfortable bandages around my chest I have to have on for about a month aren't the most comortable but it's just another thing I need to deal with I guess. I was gifted a black tulip petal, the last remainder and reminder of my hanahaki (Derek's favorite flowers are black tulips), I keep the petal pressed in one of my books on my shelf. I let out a drawling sigh as I walked behind Derek, following him to the lounge. Dereks looming figure was well built, with his black hair and amber brown eyes and black clothes and his alluring charming personality he tended to draw people in and.. have his fun with them. 

I yawned as I settled my hands into the pockets of my white hoodie. As we walked I heard whispers of praise and admiration for Derek. Ha.. of course. Words trailed into my ears as people spoke of the nobody behind him. "Who's that..?", "Must be some dead weight that he just carried around..", "White hair..? What is he an old man~?". I sighed as I decided to save Dereks reputation and slowed my steps trailing further behind him, my eyes focusing on the floor infront of me.

I felt an arm slip around my shoulders, alerting me as I looked up to see Derek gone and his arm around me. I blinked as I processed the gesture, no definition of feeling came to mind. I blinked as I murmured "I don't want to hurt your reputation" Derek burst out in laughter, smiling his usual bright smile as always. I didn't recall saying anything funny..? Maybe I'm the joke..? As my thoughts began to swarm, a voice pierced through them bringing me to look back at Derek as he spoke "Fuck my reputation, your my friend Auggie" he said with a cheerful comforting smile. I nodded slowly, as he ruffled up my hair. I felt a sort of sensation of pull on my heart, strange. 

We arrived in the lounge as I settled myself on an armchair as Derek walked off and grabbed us snacks, I quietly grabbed a blanket putting it over my legs to warm me up as I wasn't the most warm blooded creature in the world. I sighed as I picked up the remote and began looking through movies, settling on a decent horror movie. Derek returning, setting the snacks on the coffee table. I yawned as the movie began to start. Out of the corner of my eye, I felt Dereks gaze on me as if he wanted something. I busied myself with some popcorn, his gaze drifting away.

A few hours later, the movie had ended. I sighed as I stood up, stretching my arms. Overwhelmed with drowsiness, I felt a yawn overtake me. I grumbled as I rubbed my eyes. Derek smirked, "Hey auggie~ can you be mine~?" I let out a sigh. I responded with a short retort too tired to come up with something good "Don't you have other people to fuck?" I checked my phone for the time before I looked up at Derek who still had his playful smirk. "But I want you~" Derek responded flirtatiously. I yawned, uncomfortable with the bandage as I flipped him off and walked off to my dorm. Derek responded with a laugh. 

A week later. I stood in the kitchen, eating a banana and reading on my phone. I felt hands slip around me as someone hugged me from behind. I didn't bother to turn around as I continued to read an article. Derek whispered in my ear nibbling it "Hey~" a sigh slipped out as I turned to face him, our faces inches together. I winced as I felt Derek press in slightly, the bandages grazing and making me twitch in discomfort a short wince flashing across my face. At once Derek let go and stepped back a concerned look on his face "Are you okay?" my hand glided to where my bandages were lightly pulling and moving them to a more bearabel and comfortable position, I saw Dereks eyes move to my hand. I let my hand move to my side as I murmured "I'm fine" Derek held my hand, holding one hand on my face making me look up at him. He stared at me and in a serious cold tone he asked "What happened? Who hurt you?" I blinked, as I looked at him, the seriousness and the coldness overwhelming and alarming from such a lighthearted go joy person.