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Fyi : Hanahaki is a fictional disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love.

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(3rd POV)

*cough*

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How is this even possible?

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Do his words hurt this much?

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I can't believe I would get into this positions

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𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚

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𝘿𝙤𝙣❜𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙞𝙩❜𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤...

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𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙮/𝙣, 𝙙𝙤𝙣❜𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪❜𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮

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𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨... 𝙄𝙩❜𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜

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(Y/n) lay down as flowers continuing to grow nonstop, even her bed started to show some roots and petals. As if she was merging as one with the mattress

It started to get worse, she just wishes her little boy will come back and fix this mess. Before it was too late

(Y/n) always thought this wasn't a big problem until the pain grows on her body. Her core gets even hotter as if she was set on fire.

Even tho he's been ignoring her. She still loves him, and it doesn't stop her from loving him.

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"(Y/n)?" The boy kept knocking on her door.

"Why isn't she responding?" With curiosity, he pushed the door gently revealing that the door wasn't locked. He walked in with no waste of time

"She must be in her room" he walked upstairs to her room.

As he was upstairs he looked around the corner noticing some petals and roots growing

"What?.."

"And petals?... My favorite flowers?"

He noticed some of the petals give him tracks that lead to (y/n) room, at first. He thought she was just planting some plants inside the house. So he wants to check

"(Y/n) you're not supposed to..."

He trembles at the sight of (y/n) being filled with flowers. It's growing from hands, stomach, and even everywhere...

She was breathing but not looking at the boy's call. He looked down and pick some petals. Some of it is written any sentence he said

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙮/𝙣, 𝙙𝙤𝙣❜𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪❜𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮

𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙮/𝙣

𝙄𝙩❜𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄❜𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝙏𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚

Those words made him burst into tears. He looked up at the girl and quickly walked up to her "(y/n)? Please? I'm sorry, can you hear me?!"

"Wake up? Please! I'm sorry"

(Y/n) was still indeed alive, she's just not responding because of how many flowers filling her up. It's hard because it burns her throat badly.

She looked up at him with only a smile

"I love you. Please don't..." He cries stroking her cheeks.

"In sorry, I didn't mean it."

"I'm sorry"

Just until he felt little root pieces falling off from her skin, he turned around and see some flowers starting to die. And even roots that's falling off

"You..."

He perked up at the girl's voice

"You... Finally here"

"Yes, yes. I am here! And I'm sorry.. I'm sorry, I love you" he hugged her and hid his face on her neck as the flowers start to fade to dust and her getting a bit better...

"I still love you..." She said hugging him back

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I was about to make like an alternative ending but I guess reading won't like it so have this ffff

-ta76

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