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this was borne of really tired conversations with my other fanfic friends
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It was supposed to be a sad ending.
Youngjae had returned from surgery, the flowers gone.
But the miracle was...he remembered Mark. He may have gotten the corrective heart surgery for the hanahaki disease, but he still loved Mark.
The doctors didn’t know what happened, and neither did Mark or Youngjae. But they weren’t about to complain, no, no. Youngjae remembered.
What was there to complain about? Everyone was happy. Youngjae loved Mark, and Mark loves Youngjae.
They were happy for one, two, three months. It’s their four-month anniversary since Youngjae returned from surgery, and Youngjae coughed. A petal. A bloom. A blossom. A full-on flower.
The couple had rushed to the library, peeling back the pages of the flower dictionary. Orange Blossom. Eternal Love. But what does it mean?
Youngjae returns to the doctors. They do scans. They do tests. Youngjae is tired. Mark is tired. Finally, a young doctor returns, a heavy look on his face and sadness in his eyes.
The surgery was botched. Youngjae loved and Mark loves. The love will kill Youngjae. Every time Mark showed affection, Youngjae’s heart would get weaker and weaker, and his lungs would fill up with more and more of those petals.
Mark tried staying away, but Youngjae showed up not two nights later, clutching his chest and petals spilling out of his mouth. Mark helped him into his apartment, but Youngjae only got worse, face pale. Mark rushed him to the hospital, loving him all the way.
Youngjae was not all right. Mark waited. He still loves. Youngjae would never be all right. Mark cries, Mark loves.
Youngjae is not here, but Mark always loves. He loves so much, his heart might burst.
He loves so much, his heart did burst.
Dozens of orange petals fall out of Mark’s mouth, stained with blood and floating in the wind.
The ambulance arrives.
Mark is loaded in.
The doctors cannot save him.
Mark still loved.
Mark did not return from the surgery, the flowers were not gone. It was still a sad ending.
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It was supposed to be a sad ending.
Youngjae had returned from surgery, the flowers gone.
But the miracle was...he remembered Mark. He may have gotten the corrective heart surgery for the hanahaki disease, but he still loved Mark.
The doctors didn’t know what happened, and neither did Mark or Youngjae. But they weren’t about to complain, no, no. Youngjae remembered.
What was there to complain about? Everyone was happy. Youngjae loved Mark, and Mark loves Youngjae.
They were happy for one, two, three months. It’s their four-month anniversary since Youngjae returned from surgery, and Youngjae coughed. A petal. A bloom. A blossom. A full-on flower.
The couple had rushed to the library, peeling back the pages of the flower dictionary. Orange Blossom. Eternal Love. But what does it mean?
Youngjae returns to the doctors. They do scans. They do tests. Youngjae is tired. Mark is tired. Finally, a young doctor returns, a heavy look on his face and sadness in his eyes.
The surgery was botched. Youngjae loved and Mark loves. The love will kill Youngjae. Every time Mark showed affection, Youngjae’s heart would get weaker and weaker, and his lungs would fill up with more and more of those petals.
Mark tried staying away, but Youngjae showed up not two nights later, clutching his chest and petals spilling out of his mouth. Mark helped him into his apartment, but Youngjae only got worse, face pale. Mark rushed him to the hospital, loving him all the way.
Youngjae was not all right. Mark waited. He still loves. Youngjae would never be all right. Mark cries, Mark loves.
Youngjae is not here, but Mark always loves. He loves so much, his heart might burst.
He loves so much, his heart did burst.
Dozens of orange petals fall out of Mark’s mouth, stained with blood and floating in the wind.
The ambulance arrives.
Mark is loaded in.
The doctors cannot save him.
Mark still loved.
Mark did not return from the surgery, the flowers were not gone. It was still a sad ending.
