Stray Kids Oneshots

Field of Roses - Felix

You know what they say about love. It's only temporary, until you find your other half. But even then, they can tear at you, rip at you, and leave you all alone.

Nothing ever lasts forever, after all.
But I really thought ours would last, I really did.
But then the darkness took over you, and you succumbed.

You told me you were strong, and I believed you. We spent days in those flower fields, admiring the bright lilacs, and the patches of roses.

You would tuck one behind my ear, throwing compliments, causing laughter.
Then as time went on, that flower field grew dark, as you became sick.

I thought you would overcome it, you would survive, and I could see the bright flowers with you again.

But, alas, that didn't happen either.
You were taken from me by the men clad in white, and they locked you away.
Calling you contagious, contaminated, diseased.

I believed them for a time. But then I realised I had spent so long with you, yet I was still healthy.

They were just locking you away.
I rushed to find you, only to be left in tears.
Drip after drip were pricked into your skin, your face ghostly pale, your once bright smile covered by, well, nothing.

I held your hand, and I never got a squeeze back.

I waited, Felix, I waited for you to come back to me.
So we could see those flowers. I brought you them every day.

But you never got to see them, before they withered, and decayed, just like you did.
Everyday I knew you were growing weaker, that one day I would have to give up hope.
But I decided I never would. Why should I? You wouldn't give up hope for me.
The boys visited you every so often. Bang Chan the most.

He sent me sad smiles, leaving cards and his own batch of flowers.
Those, too, withered away into a crumpled mess.

Your face would move ever so often, making me jump in joy.
But your hand never moved. I always spoke to you.
I knew you could hear me.

It was three months in when I realised you were never coming back.

The doctors told me the chances were slim.
I wanted to take them, but your parents wanted you at rest.
Deep down, I did too.
It was unfair. You were suffering.

I wish I was in your place. But then, you might be suffering more.

You always had a kind heart. Too kind, sometimes.
I loved that about you.

3 Months, 2 weeks, and 4 days in to your sickness, you succumbed.

Your heart stopped. The loud beep echoed through my head like a never ending alarm.

I felt like I was going to explode with emotions. I did.

Tears fell, and Bang Chan was there to hold me tight.

Where you were buried, didn't seem right to me.

So I got to work. I made you a headstone. I couldn't move you, but I buried your rings, and the necklace you gave me under our favourite tree, in our favourite flower field.

I knew that way, that you could watch the flowers bloom forever, watching their bright colours dance in the fields.

It's been a year, Lee Felix, and I miss you, every day.

But I know you're somewhere out there, watching with a wide smile.
Watching me in the flower field.