PLOT: San has the disease of hanahaki where he is stuck in a one sided love with Hongjoong.
REQUESTED: HannahYat0__0
(The hanahaki disease is a fictional disease of a unrequited or one sided love where you cough or vomit up petals. The flowering plant grows in their lungs which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing.)
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"Hyung.. how do you know if you like someone?" San asked.
"Well.. it's when you can't stop thinking about that person, and whenever you're around them, you feel tingling inside." Hongjoong explained.
"Why? Do you like someone? Hmm?" He teased him, poking his arms.
San giggled, "ah, it's not like that.. I just wanted to know." He sighed, "but how do you know so much? I've never seen you like someone before."
"Maybe I do right now." Hongjoong smiled to himself.
San gasped, "is that why you've been looking so flushed these days? Who is it? Who?"
"Aigoo.. if I tell you then I'll even get more flushed." Hongjoong said with closed eyes.
"What do you meannn? Tell meee!" San tugged on his sleeve, shaking him.
"Do you really wanna know?"
"Yes!"
"Really?"
"Yes! Hyung! Yes! Tell me already!" San whined impatiently. I want it to be me, please be me..
"Alright, Alright." He sighed, looking at San.
Please, Please, Please..
"It's Seonghwa."
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"San, you should get the surgery.." Yunho said worriedly as he sat next to the paled man in the hospital .
"Hes right, San hyung." Jongho agreed.
"Hongjoong is happy with Seonghwa right now, if you get the surgery you can love someone else." Yeosang stated.
"I don't want to.." The sick boy replied in a whisper. "I don't want to love another person."
San has been like this for the past few months after Hongjoong and Seonghwa had gotten together. A deadly disease, if he didn't get the surgery, he'll die.
San then started coughing. Wooyoung, whom was on his other side quickly grabbed a trashcan nearby and held it in place in front of the older.
He then started coughing up petals with a bit of blood alongside.
"Shit San. Mingi get me some tissues and a water bottle." Yunho ordered.
Mingi quickly grabbed the tissue box and handed it to Yunho. He then grabbed a water bottle and also handed it to the younger.
Once San finished, Yunho gently wiped his mouth, getting rid of blood from the side of his mouth. He threw the tissues away and opened the water bottle, putting it against the youngers lips. He slowly took small sips from the water and then leaned back on the pillow.
"Take a rest. We have to go now, we'll be back tomorrow, same time." Wooyoung explained to the sick boy.
He nodded and let out a sigh, closing his eyes. "I'll see you guys then." It was quieter this time.
The 5 boys nodded and quietly left Sans room.
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"OH MY GOD!!" Yeosang screeched out. "SAN!"
"Fuck! San!"
"Shit! Jongho go get the doctors!"
Jongho quickly nodded and ran out the door.
Yunho, Wooyoung, Mingi Yeosang crowded by San. His petals covered himself and the bed, the white sheets were now painted in his blood.
"Fuck, we told you to get the surgery." Wooyoung cried out, gently taking the olders head into his arms. His own hands shaking.
"You could've listened to us, for once." Mingi said quietly, a tear slipping from his eye.
They then heard fast footsteps coming towards the room, knowing it was Jongho and the doctors.
"Gentlemen, please step away from the patient." A doctor said, while putting on gloves.
The three listened and went out the room, sitting on the chairs nearby.
"Fuck! Call Hongjoong and Seonghwa!"
Yeosang pulled his phone out and dailed Hongjoongs phone.
It took a few minutes before he finally answered. "Hm? Hello?"
"Hongjoong!"
"What's wrong Yeo? Why are you crying?" The older asked, as he heard Yeosang sniffing and hiccuping.
"Get to Seoul's national hospital.. quickly.. its San."
"What? What happened?"
"Just get over here!"
Yeosang ended the call and looked through the window, directing to Sans room with the rest of the others.
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"What? Where is he? What happened?!!" Hongjoong shot them questions one by one after another when he and Seonghwa arrived.
"What happened to San??!!" Seonghwa asked.
"He's dying! We don't know anything yet! The doctors are still checking him.." Wooyoung explained, his eyes all puffy and red.
"W-what? How is he dying?!"
Silence.
"Why isn't anyone answering me?!"
"Because of you Hyung! He liked you for so long that you went for Seonghwa instead! He's been suffering from the Hanahaki disease ever since you started to date Seonghwa.." Yunho bursted.
"He didn't want to get the surgery! He just wanted to love you.." Jongho added in, falling to his butt, leaning against the wall. His hands gripping his black hair.
Hongjoong stared in shock, "w-what.." he lout out, barely above a whisper.
Just then the door opened. The doctors came out one by one.
"Will he be okay?"
"Hes still alive right? Tell me he only fainted.."
"Is he okay? Does he still have a bit of time left?"
The doctors hung their head low, shaking their heads side to side. "We're sorry boys.. it seems like he died a few minutes before you arrived."
"NO!"
"I fucking told him to get the surgery!" Yunho cried.
Hongjoong stood there, his eyes watering. Not even a second later, he started crying. How could he have not know about Sans disease? Why did they not tell him?
Seonghwa pulled him in for a hug, his tears not stopping as his dear best friend had just died right then and there.
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The day for sans funereal was rough for Hongjoong. He didn't want to attend, but he had too. For the sake of his other friends.
He was dressing in an all black suit, his blue hair covered his eyes. Seonghwa was waiting for him downstairs.
He then walked out of the room and down to Seonghwa. He looked at his boyfriend for a brief second before feeling his eyes water.
The older pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back. "It'll be okay.. lets go. The others are waiting for us." He whispered while wiping the tears away from Hongjoongs face.
He nodded and walked side by side with Seonghwa to the funereal.
Once they arrived, Hongjoong saw his friends sitting in chairs. He went to join them before knowing they had all been crying. Their eyes were red and puffy. Seonghwa had a few tears falling down, but he wiped them away.
The 7 boys watched as San's casket was lowered down and was now being covered in dirt. Hongjoong looked down as his tears came back. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He felt like suffering for making San be in so much pain.
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3 Years Later..
"Hello San.." Hongjoong started, as he kneeled in front of his tombstone.
"I came to visit again.. and I brought someone special." Hongjoong paused, looking at his now husband, Seonghwa. "Hwa.. bring her here."
Seonghwa nodded and carried their daughter to Hongjoong.
"San ah.. this is Byeol. I named her after your favorite name if you ever had a daughter."
"San.. If you ever had a child in the future, what would you name them?" The older asked.
"Hm.. Byeol. because it means star. So I want a daughter that can shine as bright as a star." He answered.
"Aww.. Sannie, thats so cute!"
San giggled.
"I still remember when you first told me when you wanted one." Hongjoong started, "I'm sorry I didn't realize your love for me. But I still wonder why you didn't get the surgery.. You could've loved someone else besides me."
"I don't know what I did to make you love me but, I couldn't return those feelings to you. I'm sorry about that." Hongjoong sniffed, before smiling.
"Byeol-ah.. this is your uncle. Uncle Sannie. He will be your guardian angel.. if he agrees."
His daughter, giggled at the thought of it. "Do you like that? You want him to be your guardian angel?" He asked.
Byeol looked at him with doe eyes and slightly nodded her head. Despite her being only a few months old, she could understand her parents from time to time.
Hongjoong smiled. "That's great!" He then kissed her on the cheek.
"Thats all for today San.. I'll see you next time. Oh and.. I hope you agree to be her guardian angel."
"I will. I agree." A faint voice answered. It was similar to Sans.
Hongjoong looked around, seeing no one he stood up. "I'll see you then.."
Hongjoong and his little family walked away. Not being able to see the faint white ghost of San's above his tombstone. A tear left his eyes as he smiled.
He was happy for Hongjoong.
A/n: ... I ALMOST CRIED.. THIS WAS THE SADDEST THING I HAVE WRITTEN.
