[jimin dragged yoongi into the bathroom. "yoongi hyung- please- who is she? who is the one? hyung, i can't see you suffer anymore. just tell me," jimin pleaded. he knew it wasn't him, so there was no point in not knowing who yoongi liked anyway, right?]
it was jimin.
but yoongi still couldn't bring himself to tell the truth.
"it's hoseok," he lied. straight through the grits of his own teeth, he spat out a huge lie. but he had to, because he knew jimin liked jungkook.
but all this time, jimin was
in love with yoongi.
the flowers in yoongi's chest started growing rapidly. the thorns stab into his heart and he grows weaker and weaker by the minute. he feels the flowers coming up again. hard. he coughs them up, petals after petals fall from his lips, soon coming out in clumps. this time though, something was different.
the petals were mixed with blood and tears as yoongi grows weaker petal after petal, curling up on the ground in pain. jimin was screaming at the top of his lungs for yoongi to stop. he grabbed yoongi and held him tight, grasping onto the boy for dear life. jimin's eyes were bloodshot red by the time. bawling his eyes out, jimin was yelling in a state of distress.
"please save yoongi, i love him,"
and yoongi stopped coughing.
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HANAHAKI
Fanfiction[⚣] Hanahaki Disease was what they called it. or unrequited love with some seriously fucked up side effects. and there were only two ways to cure it. surgery to remove the infection from the heart and brain that would leave the person void of emotio...
